You ever find some crafting feels relaxing, but other crafts are just downright therapeutic to your soul? That is how I feel about spinning.
As I sit at the spinning wheel, I know that there is going to be a transformation. Not just the typical transformation of wool becoming yarn, but a transformation in me as well. There is a bit of a meditative quality to the rhythmic turning of the wheel. As it turns, I enter a state of calm. A place I don't always let myself enter on a daily basis. When I have entered this meditative state, that is where the magic happens.
As the wool draws out, I am able to draw out all that has been weighing on me for the day. I relax my mind and let the thoughts flow, good, bad, all the emotions right out. Stress starts to fall away.
The wheel turns, the wool winds. What was once a bunch of dirty fluff with bits of hay and seeds and such, has already went though transformations to become the nice clean fluff with bright cheery colors, that I hold in my hand. It is now winding up to become something that I can put to to another use. But that is a transformation for another day.
Today, it is just me and my wheel. The results might not always be perfect. In fact, it never is. But in the end, it becomes something new, something beautiful with all its quirks that gives it its charachter. Something with infinite possiblities. Kind of the way I am afterward as well. My transformation isn't perfect. I don't come out if it with all my problems gone. But when I am done with my spinning, I have a new outlook on the world. It no longer feels so stressfull. I am ready to tackle things I have put off. I feel like I have infinite possibilies. All thanks to today's therapist, my spinning wheel.