This is called Productivity, Control, and Organization.
“Take your needle my child, and work at your pattern; it will come out a rose by and by. Life is like that, one stitch at a time, taken patiently, and the pattern will come out all right like the embroidery.” – Oliver Wendell Holmes.
This is taken from the deck Oracle of Visions by Ciro Marchetti, which I use as a deck of metaphors. The book says this, ” This card considers the gathering of separate elements, people, or ideas, from the every day nuances of family dynamics, to the managing of a corporate team.
This Victorian seamstress manipulates various components as threads of color. With skilful hands, she arranges them, taking in to consideration the distinct and individual qualities that each may possess. She coaxes the best from each and orchestrates their ultimate working together as a whole. Giving each strand order, position and purpose, she blends them in to a rainbow of unity. Its beauty is a metaphor of accomplishment, surpassing that of its original separate parts.
Be wary of micro-managing, over controlling or getting lost in the details. Allow each participant to contribute fully and not be undermined by one person’s overall position. ”
It’s interesting that today my mother and I were having a back and forth about her visit here. I have a great restaurant that I want her to try because it’s first of all wonderful, but second of all unexpectedly wonderful to almost any taste, because it’s different. She absolutely refuses based on the ingredients that are used. She went digging on the internet after asking probing questions about my vague suggestion. She completely shut down the idea, even though I assured her it was a no risk venture, and we could go somewhere afterwards if she didn’t like it. No middle eastern food, she “shuddered” at the ingredients, things like bulgar and soy and yogurt.
There are all sorts of ingredients at this Middle Eastern place, and plenty of non vegan choices. I have never ever suggested a restaurant to her, nor anything vegan. It’s not a vegan restaurant. It just has those choices.
Really it doesn’t matter, because the place has weird hours and while she’s here it won’t be open. After this back and forth, I pulled my metaphor card for the day, and it was this one. It reminded me of people of different tastes and viewpoints trying to make plans. I’m sad it didn’t work out for her to try something new, but it’s really fine. We’re going to have a good time and I suppose it’s not that important. It’s hard when it’s your mom, because those issues of validation and not being believed come up. It’s easier for me to say to a friend, no no you’ll love it! There seem to be no emotional strings attached.
The other bit that I got from this metaphor is that the small things do count around the house. It only takes small bits of clutter here and there to make a mess, so likewise, picking up small bits here and there help keep things tidy. Sometimes I think I am spinning my wheels, or just avoiding big tasks by doing little things, but they add up! It’s good to keep on top of things, and every bit helps.