One tiny bead at a time

Welcome to my world of beading, knitting, drawing, painting---oh! and I like to play cards and read in my off time--when I'm not in the studio making things. I can't help but think of my poetry teacher--a proff I had back in the 1990's in college, who is now dead--but he would have loved this blogging....or would he? he was a Luddite who only used an old manual typewriter---in the 90s! here's to you, DON! you taught me about writing and life...and somehow, I think you are watching us all--all your writing pupils from wherever you are, as we create with words the stories of our lives...
(it boggles me to think of millions of people doing this--what can this possibly mean for our society?)

For several years now I have been obssesed with beading---mostly bead crochet, which invovles stringing tiny seed beads onto thread, before crocheting the necklace or bracelet. I did this bead stringing --sometimes in very intricate patterns--for many months before it dawned on me why I was so drawn to doing this. It was this: the world can be in total chaos all around me, and I am putting something in order in my life, one tiny bead at a time.

(Is it trite to go on here about how this led me to see that we could fix this messed up world--one action at a time? ok--you get it by now, I will spare you the newage) Suffice it to say, that after 3 years of this, when I find myself obsessively stringing beads, I know I am re-acting (somehow, some where) to some choas or disorganization around me.

So, how do you re-act to choas in your life or the world? What is your personal coping mechanism? Most of us have one...feel free to leave me your comments about this, and thanks.