Some people unwind with yoga. Others meditate. Me? I weave.
And let me tell youβthereβs nothing quite like the soothing, back-and-forth rhythm of pulling yarn through a loom and watching a pattern slowly (magically!) come to life.
Weaving is part art, part therapy, part βwow, did I really just make that?β Itβs like giving your yarn a purposeβbesides sitting in a tangled ball in your drawer looking guilty.
I started weaving on a whim, armed with a DIY loom, a bunch of mismatched yarn, and a whole lot of βweβll see how this goes.β My first piece was wobbly, uneven, and wildly lopsidedβand I loved it with my whole heart. It was a wonky little masterpiece and the start of my full-blown obsession.
Weaving is weirdly addictive.
One minute youβre learning basic tabby weave, the next youβre talking to your wall hanging like itβs your child (βOkay sweetie, just one more row and then weβre doneβ). Thereβs just something satisfying about the rhythm, the textures, and the yes-I-did-that moment when you pull a piece off the loom.
And the best part? You donβt need fancy supplies to start. A basic frame loom, some yarn, and a little curiosity are all it takes. Plus, you get to say fun words like warp, weft, and shedβwhich honestly makes you sound like a medieval textile wizard. π§βοΈπ§Ά
So if youβve been loom-ing around (see what I did there?) wondering if weaving is for youβconsider this your official invitation. Dive in, mess up, try again, and fall head over heels for the cozy chaos that is fiber art.
Remember: every great weaver starts with a tangle.
Happy crafting & happy weaving x