and the hard day you've had.
The less than ideal job you've had to put up with today. The rude, unhappy people who tried to spread their negativity to you, the feeling of being out of place and having to do something you didn't want to do.
I imagine you coming home, to your sanctuary.
You collect your mail and there is a package from
You forget your hard day, you forget your troubles for awhile as you unceremoniously dump your work crap on the counter and rip open your package.
There is the familiar kraft paper wrapping and bakers twine, you see it all there and your mind begins racing;
this link with that bead you've been hoarding, this clasp for the unfinished bracelet waiting for you, these pairs of beads for the new earring collection you have hovering in your mind, the hoops unlike any other you've seen, this pendant for your friend to go with this chain that makes you think of far off places.
You scramble for your tools, you begin sorting and stringing and nothing else matters as you allow the creativity that simmers beneath your surface to surge through your mind and hands.
You lose yourself in color and texture and technique as your jewelry comes together.
The day ends not so bad after all.
See what has come from your energy?
You are okay, you are talented, you are right where you want to be and not only ready for the next day, but excited about it.
Thank you for giving my work purpose.
Thank you for allowing me to take your mind off your troubles for awhile in a healthy productive way.
Because that is what you do for me.