Tuesday, January 22, 2013

A bit of a yarn.

I spent Monday with CSpan running on one of my computer screens at work.  It was a great Inauguration, and I was thrilled to see so many people cheering on the president.  And, of course, Handsome Joe Biden.

On the way to and from work, I caught the last speech Martin Luther King, Jr., gave, and both times, I ended up crying while I was driving.  His words were/are moving and haunting.  And his explanation that what he was fighting for was bigger than any one person - bigger and more important and necessary - really resonated. 

It emphasized that moving forward, being part of something bigger, making a needed change, is within anyone's grasp.  I am in no way, shape or form as impressive a person as Dr. King [at least, outside of my own mind], but I am a person who can do something, who can make a difference, no matter how small it seems.  Even helping one person in one way is enough of a goal.  This had been growing in my mind since the weekend, and hearing it again made it stick.

On Saturday, I ended up at a knitting group for the National Day of Service [what did you do, you piker?].

I spent the morning at water aerobics and running errands.  My plan was to get those things done and go to the knitting group at 12:15, when it started.

Except by the time I got home, I was wiped out.  I knew I wanted to go, but I also knew that if I didn't go, it wasn't like I would be letting anyone down.  I didn't know anyone, and I was just one person.  Plus, I was running late, so I'd have to rush, and that was stressing me out.  And to top it all off, I hadn't knitted anything in . . . I literally can't remember how many years.

So I sat down and thought, "Eh, fuck it. By the time you get there, it'll have been going on for an hour, and you'll only be there for an hour. It's not worth it."

And then, because I am working on not being such a fuckhead, I told myself, "You should go.  Don't you want to volunteer?"

"Yes," I answered myself.  "But I'm tired and I'm already late and it could be awful and awkward."

"Maybe you'll meet some nice people."

"Doubt it."

"Just fucking go, you dumb ass.  Make changes.  Be the change you want to see.  Stop lollygagging.  Get your ass in gear."

And so I went.

And it was fun.  I did, in fact, end up meeting some nice people.  And they're starting a group to volunteer to continue to knit stuff for the homeless and at-risk girls/young women.  I said I'd be interested in that, too.  It's not a huge thing, knitting hats and scarves for people, but it is something.  A way to get my feet wet and make a small change that can help someone.  I can't solve all the problems, or even many of the problems, but I can give someone something made with care and concern to help keep them warm.

Because I can move forward.  And so can we all.


  1. Love this, Suni.

    We're doing this in my family. On my nephew's birthday each year, we will do Food Pantry work for the day, all of us.

    It's something, in his name. For him. For people to ask, "who are you doing this for?

    Love you, girl.

  2. That's so great! I'm glad you went. We are so alike - trying to talk ourselves out of things that end up being pretty cool.

  3. We can all move forward. I'm glad you went. Sometimes the hardest thing to do is just, well, do.

  4. Well done, woman. I'm thinking that the efforts that help one person at a time are the true game changers because they're sustainable. Trying to help everyone at once...is great...and of course we have to TRY...but in the end, equal good may come from both efforts.

    Like, you can knit a sweater or a scarf a week and keep that up for as long as you want. I cannot plan a rally every week. Without pharmaceuticals.

    I think I'm trying to say that there's so much to be done that there really are no SMALL efforts.

  5. This really resonates with me...Christmas was such a bummer, seeing the suffering of others while we had excess everything...so I talked to the kids and we decided as a family to adopt several angels next year and as a family participate (did I mention I have awesome adult children?). So I anticipate next year instead of dreading the holidays. And in the meantime I do things in small ways on a regular basis to contribute something. Small things do add up you know.

    Great post!

  6. Thank you for motivating me to do something I want to do, but keep making excuses to not do, even though I know I, and likely others, will feel better if I do it. Just do it. (you should trademark that!)


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