A Ring for the East

For Red-Tailed Hawk

For Vision

For Trust

(sterling silver and prehnite)

You didn't think I could forget about the east, did you?  ;)

(in the shop now...)

For the West, the North and the South

A Ring for the West

For Great Blue Heron

For Release

For Reflection

(sterling silver and lapis lazuli)

(reserved)

A Ring for the North
For Elk

For Ancestors
For Wisdom
(sterling silver and kingman turquoise)

A Ring for the South

For Red Fox
For Action
For Abundance

(sterling silver and carnelian)
(reserved)


While I've been thinking deeply on goodness, I've been making.  Meditating really, allowing my thoughts to circle, allowing animals who are not necessarily part of my regular imagery to stride out right onto the silver bench, to offer me lessons in exchange for my attention.  And somehow, at the end, I found myself with these three rings.  Rich with physical weigh, even richer with symbolism, consider them an exploration for an open heart and a fertile mind.  They sing of honoring cyclical nature, of honoring life, of reconnecting with this earth that holds us so dearly.  When I look at them, they make me sigh deeply and tingle with my own aliveness.
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I am offering these three to begin; send me a convo if you are interested in reserves or would like to just chat a bit more.  Additionally, I will be placing, at random, three quasi-custom, made to order listings for similar rings in the shop.  These will be first come, first serve, but I am excited about the prospect of co-creating a ring with you, with a stone and an animal that speak to your heart!

Cheers my bright eyed, bushy tailed friends!
~ Umber ~

Thoughts on the Living

I've been rather absent from the webular worlds this last week... I'd apologize but the truth is, we've just been busy with the living.  That place wherein dishes still pile up, the dogs run out of food, work carries on, all the busy things fly fast and thick, but really, you're just immersed in the living.  You're present. Do you know that feeling?

There has been a topic BC and I have been chewing on lately:
What if, just what if, we deeply believed that humankind was inherently good rather than bad?  What if we could look at our own selves with a clear eye and apply that belief?  You see, like so many others, I grew up with certain beliefs systems that told me otherwise, that humans were base beings, riddled with sin.  But that idea has never truly stuck.  There is too much kindness, too much love, too many individual souls I've been blessed by for me to believe that.  So what if I personally tried to view every person I came in contact with as inherently good, even in the face of poor decisions, even if they've lost their way?  How would that change my interaction with them, how could that change the way they view themselves?  What if I (and by this I mean each and every individual one of us) saw how bright our light shone, how beautiful our hearts were, how even in the face of daunting adversity, we made the best decisions we could possibly make and were proud to stand by them?  I guess this all boils down to this: what if we loved ourselves without reservation, without agenda, without pride, just loved ourselves for our own beautiful, messy, goofy, melancholy, stubborn, insightful, rich souls?

I think this could change the world.

So really what I'm trying to say is this:
I believe you are deeply, deeply good.
Plus I think you are beautiful.
And I think your soul is perfect.
I'm glad you're here.

p.s. How cool are these vials and beakers and test tubes filled with everything that I love?  My parents sure do know me well, and let me tell you, they are SUPERB gift givers.  Can we just give them a collective shout out?  

The Birth of a Day

This is the face of a gal who has seen thirty-two years on this earth.  I suppose that also make this a shameless plug for my birthday!  Way to live me!  As has become a birthday tradition, I greeted the dawn solo and silent, with the crash of waves and a rich cacophony of bird song.  In the dark of morning I dressed like the dunes: all shades of olive and navy and salt-soaked driftwood.  But then the sun rose and I found myself on a beach dressed in coral and fire.  One should only ever emulate nature, never compete, because I tell you true, she'll take your breath away every time.

Now I'm home, full up on poached eggs and avocado on toast, ready to spoil myself rotten for the day!  I'm going to have a THIRD cup of coffee, a cookie before noon, and generally indulge myself as I see fit.  If only I had a pony.  That would be perfect.  I'd saddle him up and we'd gallop along the river right into the heart of the redwoods, puppies at our heels, where I'd set up a tent and we'd share a bucket of carrots and oats.  Afterwards I'd don heels and BC would pour a martini as foxes slipped by, owls flashed white in the night and we danced to blues around a camp fire.

I think that could work out quite nicely.

So as I go about my day, I'm curious:  Tell me, if you could celebrate your birthday in any fashion, in any locale, in any activity, what would you do?

I'm off for that cookie.
~ Umber ~

Dreaming in Long Ears and Strong Feet

Today I feel small and quiet and choked up on words, so I'll spill them into a journal and let time decipher.  I hope you don't mind.  It's a gray day here; even the redwoods feel introspective.  I'm chewing slowly over a beautiful experience I had last night in the woods, a flit of rust, a flash of emerald and hummingbird wingtips running across my jaw.
"Live out your joy in this moment."
That's a lot to think about.

So while I amble along in my own head, I thought I'd share a couple newly finished pieces with you.
Ready?

(Untitled)

(8" x 8"  Oil on Canvas)

Last night I lighted two candles and finished this piece.  It's a blending of past and present, a methodical attempt to understand the new, a seeking of direction and of course, a self-portrait.  This one will require much writing and studying on my part, keeping the dialogue between mind and oil open.

True Center Ring: Breaking Limitations
(sterling silver, turquoise)

We have so much to learn, so far to go, but I tell you this: there is no label strong enough to hold you down, there is no box great enough to constrain your spirit.

I'm far, far from arriving at my own true center, but this journey is right where I want to be.  I made this ring last week; sawed, filed, created a relief, imprinted a sheet, soldered, polished and patinated her with a one-hundred percent intent of keeping her for myself.  But all weekend I've had this little knot bugging me, telling me she actually belongs to someone else.  I tried to ignore it, but I know better: art will find a way to arrive to the exact person who needs to see it.
(If she calls your name, you can find her in the shop)

Namasté my friends!
Be well in your souls!
~ Umber ~