Make me, O Lord, thy Spining Wheele compleate. Thy Holy Worde my Distaff make for mee. Make mine Affections thy Swift Flyers neate And make my Soule thy holy Spoole to bee. My Conversation make to be thy Reele And reele the yarn thereon spun of thy Wheele. Make me thy Loome then, knit therein… Continue reading Monday Reflections: Edward Taylor
The merchants that came from all lands, bringing their wares at the bidding of the Queen, found the people eager and willing to buy. […] ‘But why,’ asked the Queen, 'should we buy foreign wares? Why not weave these softer fairer stuffs ourselves?’ 'The people know not the art of weaving such stuffs,’ replied her… Continue reading Monday Reflections: Saint Margaret, Queen of Scotland
I've seen weavers tackle all kinds of interesting materials. Beyond the traditional linen, wool, silk, or cotton, you can find weavers creating fabrics from paper, wood, metal, and more. But what in the world does it mean when someone claims to "weave truth"? The injunction to "weave truth with trust," however, stands as the motto… Continue reading Weave Truth with Trust
Wonder. Curiosity. Courage. All these are signs that a craft has overcome my fear, and is leading me into something larger than myself. Learning tablet weaving has reminded me that without hope and without risk, we cheat ourselves from disciple of virtue, from gifts essential to human flourishing.