On Tuesday there was the beach agate,
Wednesday the oyster,
Thursday the elk antler,
Friday the feathers.
I've collected these gifts, given my thanks, and carried them close, in pockets and palms. I like to think that these gifts are not random findings, but small offerings of great love and beautiful opportunities to connect with all that moves us. Those feathers from Friday? I knew they were not just meant for me. They were meant for you, and so I made a pot of tea, turned the stereo up, and wove some magic for the wearing.
That said, I've been feeling a bit wild and gypsyish lately. These two are a little bit bohemian, a lotta bit earthy, and with just the right bit of sparkle. I've given them super duper long chains for swinging low or double wrapped against the heart. Here Here to the first fruits of the New Year!