Contemporary Insanity

What if?....
What if I forgot what I read in a book a long time ago about Form Follows Function?
What if I didn't have a clue what the purpose of my finished quilted cloth would become?
What if I started sewing in the opposite way that I have always done it?

What if I put wrong sides together?
What if I had seams showing?
What if they made walls between the bits of scrap fabrics like wicker fences?
What if I thoughtfully pulled fabrics from my basket and bookcase with a princess in mind? Is she in her castle garden sewing pieces of her good Knight's gauntlet into a pillow to catch her cascading tears?
What if I used a precious piece of that medieval tapestry looking fabric that someone gave me two decades ago and I have hung on to, never knowing what it needed to become or even if I could let it go into something that might leave me brokenhearted at it's absence?

What if my friend Jude started a Flickr Group for Crazy Quilting Revisited and I fell in, spellbound by the freedom to explore creating pieces of quilting that might not ever become a functional object?
What if I welcomed the fear of doing it the wrong way?
What if I felt the adrenaline surge as I liked and began to enjoy the difference instead of allowing it to make me feel uncomfortable?

What if I stopped caring about what anyone else thought about my work?
What if I asked myself these questions each time I sat down to sew?
What if I allowed myself to truly believe there were no rules?
What if I grew and became  better at sewing or designing because of it?
What if I used the back instead, even though it's the wrong side?

What if I could still tell the same story without that inner critical monologue jacking it's jaws and tearing my self esteem to shreds?
What if it really is the Journey after all?
What if I said thank you Jude for giving me permission to not not need permission after all.
What if?