Sunday, February 24, 2013

Mermade Magickal Arts

Are you an incense lover?

Please let me introduce you to the best incense available, from Mermade Magickal Arts.  Created by Katlyn Breene, using all natural ingredients, the incense and essential oils truly enhance your life.

I wear Kat's oils as perfume on a regular basis, always generating positive comments.  The oils last all day.  I love that they're a bit exotic and earthy.  

As for the incense, I burn a bit of Kat's blends every day.  More on beading days.  Each scent has a unique flavor.  Some clear the atmosphere, some make me feel happy, almost silly.  Powerful stuff.  There's something extremely magickal about introducing scent into a room, a home.  It changes the environment, adds a bit of mystery and ritual and beauty.
Kat - creating beauty.
Speaking of beauty, take a look at Kat's art and music. This is how I first met Kat, through her artwork.  I've been very blessed to have work with some of her images, mixing them with beadwork. 
Mostly, I've been honored to have created ritual and personal pieces of jewelry for Kat.  Always some of my favorite pieces to work on.  Kat was the first person to call me "artist" and I try to honor that.

Often, I listen to Zingaia while I'm beading.  Gorgeous music created by Kat and her husband Mike.
I especially love this CD, which includes vocals from the fabulous Ronnie Fabre!
Take a moment to look around Kat's site.  There's lots to read and learn and look at, to enjoy.  Treat yourself to an incense experience.  

Hmmmm.  I'm going to light some right now...

Friday, February 22, 2013


Or, is it drusies?

Not sure.  Doesn't change the gorgeousness.

I mean, really. 
Dyed and natural druzy cabochons.
Sigh.  I am in LOVE with druzy.  The bumpy-ness.  The sparkle.  The colors.  The texture.  The naturalness.  The design possibilities.
Large natural druzies.
During my recent trip to Quartziste, AZ, I came across these cabs tucked away in a side room at SunWest Silver.  Instant love.  There were about 30 trays full - all different colors and sizes, dyed and un-dyed.  Very reasonable prices.

But my budget was stretched to the max from all the other bead shopping and I just didn't see how I'd manage to go home with some lovelies.
Medium sized cabs.  Check out the different colors.  The bumps.  The crystals.
During the visit to AZ, just as Jaynee and I were trying to figure out how to rob Peter (the light bill, cell phone bill, or groceries) to pay Paul (buy druzies!), my Ipad beeped with a message from Etsy.  A wonderful customer (Myra - thank you!) had just purchased three necklaces.  Joy and jubilation!
Druzy money!  

Love love love love love.

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Quiet Day

Can you hear her?

Take a moment.  Breathe deep.  Close your eyes and imagine.

This is how it starts.

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Soup's On!

And it looks delicious!
Thanks, Lea!  For the wonderful soup mixings.
Lea Avroch, of LA Jewelry Designs, send me this wonderful mixture for the 7th Bead Soup Blog Party, hosted by the wonderful Lori Anderson.  I'm so looking forward to playing with these boro flats and crystals and sparkly focal and...

I think I have an idea in my head for the soup.  It'll definitely be a stretch from anything I've tried before.  Let's see if it works...  Look for the reveal on March 30!

Friday, February 15, 2013

Hog Wild

Once in awhile, I go overboard.  Proof:
I bought 60 turquoise howlite cabochons.

My mother would call this "going hog wild."
So.  Maybe I got carried away.
But, really, all this beauty was irresistible.  Lots of shapes and sizes.  Great mix of colors.
Won't these cabs with the holes be fun to play with?

Since turquoise is one of my favorite colors to bead with, I got a little greedy.  But I was frugal, too, Mom.  At 60 cabs for $50 (due to store promotions), I also love how economical these cabs will be in design.

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Yes. Please.

I could live here.  Write here.  Bead here.
From: Living Off the Grid   (thanks Alison for posting this to FB)

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Love is the Law

"Cultures of domination rely on the cultivation of fear as a way to ensure obedience. In our society we make much of love and say little about fear. Yet we are all terribly afraid most of the time. As a culture we are obsessed with the notion of safety. Yet we do not question why we live in states of extreme anxiety and dread. Fear is the primary force upholding systems of domination. It promotes the desire for separation, the desire not to be known. When we are taught that safety always lies in sameness, then difference, of any kind, will appear as a threat. When we choose to love we choose to move against fear - against alienation and separation. The choice to love is the choice to connect - to find ourselves in the other."
— bell hooks 
Google image

Sunday, February 10, 2013

LA Jewelry Designs!

How lucky am I?  I have Lea Avroch of LA Jewelry Designs as my Bead Soup Blog Party partner!
Photo from Lea's Facebook page
 Lea's work is sensational.  Love love love those curly lampwork spirals!  Oh, my. 
And, guess what?  Today is Lea's birthday!  Please wish her a happy day and upcoming year.  I know I do!

Later this week, I'll post the Soup I sent to Lea, along with the Soup I received.  (Rubs hands together with glee!  And, anticipation.)

The Journey

This is one of those poems that pops into my life when I most need it, reminding me of who I am and who I need to consider.

Thanks, Mary Oliver, for being a guiding voice on my journey.
One of my favorite garden statues.
The Journey

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice --
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do --
determined to save
the only life you could save.
~ Mary Oliver ~
(Dream Work)

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

I Wish You Enough

"I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye."

 I wish that I had noted where I found the above sentiment.  (I think it was on Facebook.)  But, I love the sentiment.  Imagine using this as a greeting or a good-bye to the people you meet.  To the people you love.  To the people you disagree with, or even dislike.

I've never felt like enough.  But I'm working on it.  By wishing you enough, I also become enough.

I like to imagine: a world based on "enough."  Love, money, happiness, kindness, struggle. Not expectations or limits.

"I wish you enough."

Friday, February 1, 2013


Yes.  I find a great deal of my bliss in beads.  Sometimes, I think I enjoy sorting them as much as I do creating with them.

My recent trip to Quartzsite gave me lots of new treasures to sort.  (I'll share these in a later post.)  But, mostly, my trip helped me sort out my head.
Parker, AZ: mountains and the Colorado River
There's something about being with people that you love, that have known you and loved you forever, in a space that you love, that makes everything very real and crystal clear.

I lived in the desert for years.  Some years, I loved it.  Some, not so much.  The desert can be harsh when you don't have a lot of money or believe your opportunities are limited.  But the big blue sky and the mountains of the desert ALWAYS make me happy.  When in the desert, I have a clearer sense of who I am than I do anywhere else.

Maybe it's because I learned who I was, while living in the desert.
Mountains near Parker, AZ

And spending the week with Sally and Jim, with Jaynee, gave me a much needed reminder that the world is bigger than academia.  That my life was - once - focused on more.  Yes, I love teaching and learning, but I am also more than this.  And I have bigger dreams than meeting the expectations of professors and students and department/program chairs.  I have a much more creative and spiritual personality than academia allows.
Sick with a chest cold (again.  Will the effects of pneumonia never go away?), I sat on Sally and Jim's new front porch and looked at the horizon.  It's been awhile since I've done this, literally and figuratively.  And, I glimpsed a much simpler future than where I thought I was headed.  That big ole sky reminded me that my worries, while valid, can't be approached as insurmountable.  There really is something greater out there than I can imagine.  Greater, more powerful, more generous, more purposeful.  I can pick a direction, but then I need to get out of the way.

It's probably good that Jaynee is very pragmatic, or I would be in the process of chucking my life and heading to the desert. 

I'll get there.  It's just a matter of time and the big blue sky and the all-knowing mountains.