I’ve started folding cranes again. I made a few before, and even made a post about it, but I couldn’t do it without setting up a YouTube tutorial. It started with a little invitation to spend quality time with Moni, Leni and Emily. We all like crafts, so it was only logical that I was searching for something cute, quick and simple. Something that didn’t require tons of preparation, but would be fun for all. An origami evening was born, although folding a crane is not the simplest of tasks to start out with. Luckily there are many other projects one can choose from which we did. I will post our priceless creation soon. 😉
Nevertheless, it encouraged me to finally master the art of folding a crane. I went to see Mom prior to our little evening and practiced. I made two cranes, with the help of the tutorial, which now reside at Mom’s bedside. She was so amazed at the sight of these once flat pieces of paper, now folded into wonderful little creatures, it became obvious about the joy she found in the smallest and simplest of things. It’s been several times now that I felt I was bringing something new to her, be it information or anything else, that she wasn’t aware existed. She was amazed as I played the ukulele without the use of proper lessons. I picked up Dads harmonica and played it just as well. Again she was surprised as if I was some super talent. I encouraged her to try for herself and to play it, but she refused saying she didn’t know how. I didn’t either, but for her it was something that would stop her vs. me who would just go for it and give it a shot. I always said that I was too old to embarrass myself. I didn’t care and if it turned out funny, at least we all would have something to laugh about. Not so for Mom, and she was very afraid to make a fool out of herself. She hadn’t learned to laugh about herself yet and it would become a quest for me to teach her. There was a huge point of difference between the two of us, and within our experiences. The ones induced by life and the ones we choose to take or pass by. Teaching her would bring light and lightness to her days, I would start immediately.
Last night I felt determined to practice some more and I found the perfect squared pieces of paper. Each square is different in color with a quote in the middle of it. I made four cranes and finally managed without the tutorial. Somehow I managed to fold a new hybrid crane (notice the two cranes in the front with their wings sticking straight up), which I almost like better then the original one in the back. Anyways, I can finally fold my crane, but surprise would have it that it might look slightly different with each attempt. I’m perfectly ok with it, leaving the element of surprise as a bonus.
In Japan, the crane is a mystical creature and it is believed to live a thousand years. Traditionally it was believed that if one folded 1000 origami cranes, one wish would come true. It has also become a symbol of hope and healing during challenging times.
I haven’t folded a 1000 origami cranes, but I still have a few wishes. I’m changing the rules slightly and will cast a magical wish anyways. Who could ever refuse a little magic with the promise of it being my goal to give away a thousand cranes during my lifetime. Today I made a special one with a message of light and love for a special friend and soul sister. I will have to post/mail it as soon so it can find its proper home. I’m beginning to talk like she does, although she didn’t know what a handy was 😂. Pssst, I didn’t knew either, and it’s a German thing. In the states we call it a cellphone.
It was because of Mom and her joy about this simple piece of paper, the mystical message that comes with it, that all of a sudden it appears that gifting an origami crane is a treasure and so much more then what meets the eye. I wish I could gift one to all of you right now, but since I can’t, I would like to dedicate this post and these healing cranes to everybody in need of healing. And I know that in the end it is all of us. Xoxo ❤️🦋