We are the stuff of stardust, you and I: the very same things that make our favorite constellations
are in our atoms.
This design is built to be a balm for holiday season madness - overwork,
too much stimulation, food, things...
where is the space in the overfull?
If you take fifteen minutes after everyone is asleep in their beds
to just observe your breath and the stillness of the night
the pause between the swish of cars passing
curls of steam from the filled tea cup
you'll find it
and if in that space you begin to
contemplate the magnitude of the universe
and the miracle of the very next inhalation
you can tuck that wonder in your pocket
for the next moment of overwhelm
and breathe in the peace
amidst the rush.
The coloration of this volcano cone is that of a clear winter sky just past sunset, where the horizon maintains a cobalt glow
that fades up into the dark
peppered with stars.
In the center, a sweet cut of prehnite is the moon
and a dot of warm carnelian fire anchors the feather