I think it was the sun. It might also be a bad reaction to selling the trailer, to feeling once again stuck here with no way to change things. It could be resistance to What Is, which almost always takes shape in some form of physical ick. I wear a little charm on a necklace that says, Move Like A River. I've had it on for months. It reminds me to stop resisting, throw my arms in the air, and go with the flow, because it's where we're going anyway, whether we resist or not. Stop struggling, and there is no more struggle.
I'm laying low today, drinking coconut water, eating fruit, napping. I still feel crappy, but I feel better lying down, so that's what I'm doing. I'm not resisting. I'm resting. I'm feeling what I'm feeling and letting it drift on down the stream. What can I do? Nothing. So that's what I'm doing. And that might be the hardest thing for me.
I can't tolerate even the thought of sitting in a hot studio by a torch and a kiln, but I have a bit of a back stock of beads, and I know you need them. So, here you are. From my cozy nest in the coolest room in the house, a handful of beads to make your eyes happy, and to go home with you if you wish.
These are focal beads, nicely suited for necklaces.
They're all layered and encased, with
sparkling CZs in the flowers, and glimmers
of goldstone mixed in with the leaves.
These are about 15 mm across,
and the hole size is 3/32 inch.
They do not fit Troll or Pandora.
The following beads fit Troll only.
Sorry, no Pandora today, but I'll have some in
the next day or two!
These beads are all silver lined, by hand, and
the hole size is 3.75 mm.
T1, T2, T3
T4, T5, T6
T7, T8, T9