06/26/2026
Goodness, how life has changed. It is now the rare occurrence that my hands show the proof that I created something. As I lean into the new reality that my body doesn’t work like it always has — I am beyond grateful that I still get to be a vessel for telling the stories of so many remarkable hearts on this wild life journey. My creating now is in holding space for love stories, tears of remembrance, and strength in knowing our fragmented selves must be honored. I have been given the gift of working alongside the most renowned bench jewelers in the industry who have stepped up to be my hands. This blessing is one I will never take for granted.
But tonight as the store was quiet — and I was alone in my new world of rare and exceptional gemstones, raw gold, and exquisitely curated designer masterpieces — my heart held a piece of broken jewelry begging to be remembered. It had been so long since I had seen the black on my hands. To say it was medicine is an understatement. For my moment tonight I was able to honor a piece that generations had held sacred.
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In this new life that has taken me in - I get to lead and guide a new generation of makers and dreamers {with love and light} - I will forever be thankful Jewelry Design Center for allowing me to share my gifts with the world and with the brave ones {because I am still a bit of a rogue tumbleweed} that show up every day to make a difference for the hundreds of people who enter our store daily. 🖤
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