Yeah, I do the hibernation thing, too... usually spring and fall...
I think it's how my whole being adjusts to the changes in light, temps, and all the environmental changes of the changing seasons. If I just give in to it for a day or two... it seems that the adjustment gets made drifting in/out of awakeness, snuggled up in my down blanket... without me "doing" anything, "curing" it, or even feeling out of sync with everyone else.
It's only when I push on, in spite of the need to adjust, that I do myself no favors and create "problems".
Hey, I was fascinated with the image of a bed full of yarn - all different colors. I wonder if you could do something with it other than knitting? Weaving, or something else? It sounded like the times I sit in the midst of fresh white paper or canvas... with brand-new brushes & colors... as if one is listening to the "qualities" of the materials themselves to tell one what they want to become. Or the smell, feel, and sense of unrolling a bolt of beautiful fabric... before laying out the pattern pieces and cutting into it.
There's just something wonderful about the "potential" and "possibilities" in that moment, you know?
