Button Hole

The Power of One Small Thing

One small thing to remind me that I can do anything I put my heart to.
 
We (I) often spend much, too much, time in my (our) life considering the not enough, I don’t know how, that would take too long mindsets. I imagine those words might resonate with some.
 
Recently I was reminded of a kind of heart set. I needed to make something that had to have a secure way of attaching ties to the base material. After some thought I had a eureka moment: button holes. I have a sewing machine. That should do the trick. If I only knew how to create a button hole.
 
In all of my years of having a sewing machine I had never attempted to do one. Never the need, I guess. Or, I just thought they were too hard. They were more the caliber of my mother’s sewing skills.
 
You see, my mother was an avid sewer. Yes, we wore homemade clothes to school and for the most part I was quite proud of the clothes she made. My mother thought that knowing how to sew was a necessity of life and it was on a par with Math and English taught in school. I have had a sewing machine since I can remember. For the most part I just never got the hang of it. I would rather be in the barn cleaning stalls than attempting to master threading a needle and taking a crack at sewing two pieces of material together. A straight line has pretty much been my sewing prowess since then.
 
When the idea of a button hole arose, I certainly had those limiting thoughts arise. I don’t know how. I’m not a good enough sewer. That is way beyond my talent.
 
I caught myself with a good awareness of that self talk. I started to replace those beliefs with thoughts of all of the things I have actually accomplished, yet in the beginning I had no idea how to do them. The times when I was not guaranteed any success, or positive outcomes. I have published a magazine for ten years yet when I started, I had no idea what I was doing. How? I followed my heart. I have also written and published several books by following my heart.
 
With all of those thoughts together, I found myself moving from the space of doubt to determination to dedicated action. The heart set of I can do it. By applying each of these and listening to my heart I was led to a fruitful and exciting result.
 
The universe knows when we need a reminder, a nudge for those brewing creative ideas. Sometimes it is as simple a thing as a button hole.
 
In the end, after a few tutorials and practice tries, voilá button holes. They aren’t so hard a thing to do once you know how to do them and release all of those ideas telling you that you can’t. It only took me sixty some odd years to try. But hey, I can do anything. The perfect heart set. It just took a small thing like this tiny buttonhole to remind me that I am capable.
 
P.s. After the buttonhole I had the excitement to try some of those things that I had put walls around for years and have tried knitting once again. I will keep practicing but I am determined to learn that as well. My momma would be proud.