I went out to get coffee this morning with a dear friend whose husband is leaving her and her two boys.
In spite of the sadness of the situation, she looked beautiful: grounded and dewy despite -or- maybe even because of the grieving.
I am so proud of her, so at a loss for words and so I listened with my whole heart.
I came home and suddenly the boxes, the fear of upheaval and the unknown all felt like dear friends to whom I should acquaint myself often and openly:
we never known when we might be the ones to climb.
this is not ominous:
Rich with dips and curves that don't show on any maps we may purchase...
Epic and yet completely pedestrian in its normalcy...
Remember today: everyone with whom you are interacting has a mountain that they are in the process of climbing: none of us are exempt...
so hug a little tighter
forgive a little more readily
and laugh at all the silly things that you can find embedded in your day
flex your feet
stretch your arms over your head
The Climb ring is set around an incredible cabochon of pyrite and quartz, the natural curve and rough edges of the pyrite evident and proudly emulating a larger mountain.
Size 8.25 and in the Metal Shop tonight.