I have a good relationship with my Spinning wheel. It took me some time to get the feel of the twist, the speed, the tension, the spinner's little quirks. When I first started spinning with it, it was like a foreign object - separate: It and Me. I went through many bats of fleece, cursing, before, we both finally came to an agreement that we should work together.
Relationship - with the DOG....My Jilly, who was born and bred for working sheep. Me who is a klutz but is fairly sheep savvy. We are working on our sheep herding relationship. It takes time. Yesterday, I really felt there was the inkling of a connection between us. She is good at what she does - I am clumsy. Right now we are two separate objects, trying to figure the other one out. At home she trusts me, loves me, respects me. I want that to happen on the sheep. It will happen. As with my Wheel it just takes time and a trust in the process.
Spinning is kind of like life. When it works, it's flows ever so smoothly - like water gently flowing over rocks. It becomes a muscle memory. So to with working a dog. When it's right, it flows....like a dance, ever changing, but smooth and flowing. Sometimes it's a Tango - hard, rough, fiery. Sometimes it's a Waltz, gently swirling, graceful, flowing. It's all a dance - move with the rhythm, feel the flow, get a sense of the tempo and work with it, not against it.
I love my Jilly. As my spinning process taught me about life, so to is my Jill.