In a letter Vaclav Havel wrote to his wife from prison...“Only by looking “outward,” by caring for things that, in terms of our survival, he needn’t bother with at all, by constantly asking himself all sorts of questions and by throwing himself over and over again into the tumult of the world, with the intention of making his voice count—only thus does one really become a person, a creator of the “order of the spirit”. a being capable of a miracle.”
It may be that making jewelry by hand, each piece it's own unique expression is not necessary for my survival nor any one else's. However, if I stopped, something in me would surely go quiet, be lost. The many ways this work challenges me, requires me to ignore the dark voices of subterfuge, is the lesson in survival, in perseverance that may be the necessary thing. And to you, what I want to say with this work, is that with all the tumult of the world, there is still beauty and mystery and places for the soul to feast. I train my mind's eye to it.
I'll also be throwing myself into the tumult of the world by joining the Women's March this weekend. Be the light.