My challenge for 2012 was to both try new things and stick to hard things... at least until they got easier. I had learned to knit when my lovely Mom showed me the ropes, but my distinct lack of patience and the requisite stillness required kept me from mastering it. I was afraid to sit still for that long. Scary, isn't it?
I'm slowing down now - not really because of age, but because I need to... we all do. So now, I sit and work at it, slowly and patiently, gradually getting better, but more importantly, losing myself in it. My shoulders sit lower now. The brow that was once furrowed is relaxed and the jaw that was clenched is slack. My mind wanders here and there, full attention no longer required. All of a sudden, another row is done. I don't know what I'm knitting and it doesn't matter. Turns out, all I was really hungry for was to be still for a while.
Slow is good :)