Made with Fire Line, myuki seed beads, jade center peice, coffee straw, bugle beads, and delicas.
My grandmother used to make me promise to think of her every time I looked at whatever gift it was she had just given me. There were so many little trinkets, jokes, kitschy cards, profound insights, loving caresses, belly laughs, heirlooms,…
She spent a lifetime trying to create meaningful memories, and so many of them just disappeared – incorporated into the unconscious fabric of who I am.
But a few of the littlest, almost thoughtless gestures stay.
Some little rings, a collection of stones, and a rolled up little love note. But in the smallest remnants are conjured all the memories I promised to have and then some.
It is a reminder to walk though life mindfully.