So I’m driving along the country lanes…it’s early, the sun is shining (I made that up, I can’t actually remember if it was or not) and I’m only fractionally late for the school drop off. But generally speaking, at this particular little moment in time, I am at peace and all is well in my world.
Until one of the other mums from school (who wasn’t late because she’d already dropped off and was travelling the other way) flagged me down. The conversation went something like this:
‘Is there any chance you could make something for me for a Mother’s Day gift, or are you really busy at the moment?’
I’m not busy at the moment, at least not with beads or jewellery, but now isn’t the time to go into that. ‘What did you have in mind?’
‘A bracelet? She has seven grandchildren, so maybe something with seven beads? Something flowery maybe??’
‘Pinks, purples, blues, greens…anything like that.’
I haven’t made anything for months, literally…not even a bead, let alone an entire piece of jewellery. In fact I’ve actually packed all my stuff away thinking I’d probably never make anything again. Ever. So why then do I find myself smiling and saying ‘Yes, that’s fine. No problem at all, leave it with me…I’ll let you know when it’s ready!’
‘Great, thanks!’ And she’s off.
Why did I do that? Why do I always do that?? Why is it that I find it so completely impossible to say ‘no’ to people??? I just needed to say, ‘I’m really sorry but I’m too busy’, or ‘I’m really sorry but I just don’t have time’. I didn’t need to go into details, just a ‘no’ and not a ‘yes’ would have been fine. But now I’ve said ‘yes’ I can’t change it to a ‘no’, so that’s that. The low hum of panic has started and is rising.
My first job was to roughly sketch out the beginnings of the idea. To just have seven beads on a bracelet would mean the beads would have to be pretty chunky, so I decided to combine them with a stranded section.
Looking good so far, but it’s just a drawing…I haven’t made any of the beads yet. So my next job is to decide on the colours. When I think of the lady it’s for and her family, I think of bright, eclectic, happy colours. Jewel tones. Something like these from my pinterest board of colour inspiration…
So a mixture of all the colours suggested would be perfect! Only lots of colours aren’t the easiest to design with, and all the while my ‘this is going to be a disaster’ commentary is running in the background.
I gather together some of the beads I already have just to get a feel for the colours, but to pull off the whole eclectic boho thing I need to mix up the textures too and make some new beads.
And the funny thing is, despite my initial apprehension, I’m completely immersed in this and I’m actually enjoying it. I just love making stuff!
The finished piece…
Seven grandchildren, seven handmade beads…each one special, each one unique. Three strands, three children linking it all together. Happy colours, boho vibe…and a little silver heart.
If you look very closely, you’ll see a teeny turquoise nugget on one of the dangles. A magical stone with a pure and uplifting energy which promotes inner relaxation and calm…a spiritual lullaby to soothe any emotional storms that might blow through your world. We all need a bit of that every now and again.
So what I initially thought would be a struggle became the thing that got me back into making again…I just needed a little bit of perfect inspiration. I do need to get better at saying ‘no’ generally, but on this occasion I’m so glad I didn’t.