Wednesday, October 17, 2012

My Healing Art Jewelry on ETSY

I have been very busy of late stocking up my ETSY shop at . I had not intended to create so many new pieces while in my temporary housing, but recently I have had requests to expand on my inspirational word jewelry. These requests were for pieces that presented words that could help in healing for women who are or have been facing challenges to their health, mind or spirit. 

As an artist who also loves to write, I have always been passionate about words. They have given me strength, hope, solace, comfort and inspiration in difficult times in my life. During those times I would write inspiring words on flat, smooth stones and carry them with me in my pocket throughout the day, sometimes running my thumb over the word when I needed strength. My jewelry is meant to uplift and renew every woman's indomitable spirit or inspire them in that same way. 

As a whole, my work is a collection of original one-of-a-kind mixed media collage artwork and jewelry. My work seeks to tell a story - someone's story, dreams, secrets - a narrative, a memoir, a confession, a fairy tale. It is my desire to draw the veil from what we conceal - from ourselves and others. I also wish to share the practice of mindfulness and sometimes even introduce a touch of whimsy to bring peace and joy into your life. 

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

A Letter in October by Ted Kooser

Dawn comes later and later now,
and I, who only a month ago
could sit with coffee every morning
watching the light walk down the hill
to the edge of the pond and place
a doe there, shyly drinking,

then see the light step out upon
the water, sowing reflections
to either side -- a garden
of trees that grew as if by magic --
now see no more than my face,
mirrored by darkness, pale and odd,

startled by time. While I slept,
night in its thick winter jacket
bridled the doe with a twist
of wet leaves and led her away,
then brought its black horse with harness
that creaked like a cricket, and turned

the water garden under. I woke,
and at the waiting window found
the curtains open to my open face;
beyond me, darkness. And I,
who only wished to keep looking out,
must now keep looking in.

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