In a Facebook Group, someone posted the question, "How did you learn to spin?" This is/was my answer.
I encountered a skein of handspun angora yarn at a craft fair where I was selling jewelry. I touched it and it ignited something in me. Not remembering learning how to crochet (and, actually, not remembering ever having done it before), but knowing I knew how, I asked the spinner what size hook she would recommend. She told me, and I bought the 12oz skein of yarn. It was a single, grey. That week I went to a yarn store and bought a hook, and then I went home and crocheted a sweater for my daughter (no pattern, just intuition, and I ran out of yarn just before the end and put in a stripe of dark pink store-bought yarn). That sweater has been worn by all 4 of my kids (I dyed it cobalt blue when my daughter was done with it).
I was attracted to handspun yarn from the beginning of my remembered crochet, and then I learned to knit. I joined Etsy (and set up a jewelry shop there) so I could trade for handspun yarn. I did hundreds of trades. I was crocheting and knitting all the time, and I loved it. I tried spinning here and there, but it didn't click until it did. And I have never looked back. Now I spin every day - on spindles, on wheels, with my fingers. I have never loved any vocation as much as I love spinning. It feeds something primal in me.