I've been at this beading and glass thing for a while now. Before this I did other job things. Things that might have started off fun but always ended with drool running down my chin and my eyes staring blindly into my own gray matter. Boring things. Tedious things. Things that exhausted me mentally and spiritually. If any of those things had offered me a million dollars to stay, I still would have walked away.
It isn't just that I love what I do. It is so much more than that. There is peace in knowing that I am doing exactly what I was meant to; answering the calling that longs to define the humanity of my soul.
That kind of wealth can't be measured with a dollar sign. It is earned in every failure and success, pocketed one burn at a time. It is stitched into the fabric of a life tapestry that with the sheer magnitude of its blessings humbles and mystifies. It is grace and beauty and God.
And it is impossible to be grateful enough.
Thank you for being part of the journey. Thank you for your comments here. Thank you for writing your own blogs and sharing your creative hearts with us. You people really do rock.