A bit of digressing

The other day a fellow quilter said to me that I must be happy having quilting therapy to lean on while waiting for my surgery.
My immediate response was that quilting is not therapy to me.

I quilt because it is what I do, it is who I am - a quilter :-)

The more I think about it, the more I feel the answer came from the heart.
Quilting is like breathing - something I need to do every day, come rain or shine!
I have colours and textures in my genes I guess.

I quilt 365 days a year, in some form.
If not with machine or needle, so on my computer surfing the internet, enjoying EQ5 (soon to be EQ6), by reading or thumbing magazines or quilt books - or even by drawing and dreaming in my brain or on the inside of the shower cabinet in the steam or a piece of paper.
I am inspired by many things - like nature's colours and shapes, seasons, floor tiles, text, music, silence.

For me therapy is a more limited word.
I do physiotherapy because my body does not function well and would stop if it did.
If quilting was my therapy I would stop when I felt fine - or I have to re-define why I quilt every so often.
I find quilting very comforting and rewarding, but not a therapy.
I quilt through good and bad days, through all seasons.

I guess I am a bit weird, but weird quilter does not sound so bad, does it ? ;-)
Sounds like a good combo for many good quilting moments for many years to come.

PS. I stitched the angel yesterday. It will be used in a project very soon.