I shall ceaselessly sing the praises of good mail days. Thank heavens for them and their contents. Today's good mail is good medicine. My friend, Kate, in Holliston, Massachusetts made these just for me. The prayer beads AND the sketch with a bead-by-bead description of how each one will support me. To declare that these are already immensely treasured would be an understatement.
This journey from mother toward crone (or queen, if you prefer) ain't for sissies. The only way through it is through it ... with all of the tools that can be gathered and patience that can be mustered. On clinched-fist days, it can help so much to have something to hold. It helps even more to feel held by something greater in return.
Spring has taken its sweet time showing up. Seemingly within the last 24 hours, everything has decided that its the right time to bloom. Right in line with this Aries New Moon. And with it a long overdue lunch time return to my workbench wherein I wrapped not one, not two, but THREE pendants. These are commissioned wrappings. A simple request to make pre-owned stones simply wearable. No frills. Easy peasy. The perfect project to help me return and remember. The way the stones roll and warm up in my hands. The way the wire melts like butter around my fingers. The way it feels so good to make something that makes someone else so happy. For all of this, I am so grateful!