I took a long time off from beading, awaiting a miracle…and one came to me. Someone loved was lost, and greatly feared for. This is the product of the tears and prayers and hope gathered from the wonderful creatures (including a few humans) around me. I had been dreaming, yearning for her safe return, and the power of those feelings took shape in the cascade of bead droplets. Those six pearlescent drop beads are antique Czech wedding beads my muse found for me on the day after Christmas this year. He also gave me the silver prayer ball whose chime tolls softly with the touch of the surrounding diaphanous crystals and labradorite. Labradorite is perfectly symbolic here: a sallow, shadowy grey shifts to gleams of blue iridescent flash- the pure color of joy.