There's a wonderful moment at the end of any crafting project - where you get to feel a little like a magician.
For me and weaving, that moment is when I start to pull the finished cloth off of the beam. When weaving is actually happening, I'm paying attention to each shot and, maybe, each section as I advance the warp. The cloth winds around the cloth beam, and I sometimes check on it to see if my edges are relatively consistent.
I don't really keep a solid sense of how much cloth is wrapped around that beam, so it feels like the cloth comes out of nowhere as I wind it off, into my lap. I think spinning would feel more like this if I couldn't see the yarn on the bobbin.
It's an absolutely charming sensation and I hope I always feel this way.