04/01/2023
I cannot resist sharing this short story that I heard from someone close to me. I think it says a lot about our world and its knotty problems. It is funny, but also not.
A close friend, seeking companionship plus relaxation from the stress of the world of work, joined a knitting group made up of middle-class white women. The expectation was that they would share tips about kinds of yarn and ways to knit well.
But the first session dissolved into tension because one of the members, who wore a mask, objected to others not joining her in wearing one too, and spent time voicing many complaints about the morality and impact of this fact.
Still, my friend thought that all would be well.
In the next session, another different member voiced a very clear objection to someone else including a very common pattern into the sweater she was knitting because it originally came from a particular indigenous tribe here on the West Coast of Canada. This member stated that this was a “clear misappropriation of indigenous culture.”
My friend decided that to be in this group, she would have to be guarded and very careful about what she said and shared.
As a therapist I heard something I see so often, in all of us but especially in my distressed clients. In our effort to address problems or hurts in our world, we adopt positions and actions that are all about self-protection or self-promotion. Unfortunately they simply add to disconnection from others and an obsession with threat and righteousness. Safe connection – the key way to collaborative and effective problem solving - is lost. At least that is what my intellect, my prefrontal cortex, said.
My emotional brain shrieked, "This was just about how to knit a silly sweater! We are so lost."
Social connection, our main and often only way to stay sane and survive, is now mostly about judgment, who gets to judge, and who is right or wrong. Those who do not want to get caught in this drama simply withdraw and hide out. Open conversation is over. Every topic is flammable material.
Seems to me that THIS is more toxic than any pandemic or environmental catastrophe.
I never did like knitting anyway.