I made this ring as a kind of anchor.
Three layers of silver.
A cross at the center with a small dot—me, maybe.
The lines are chiseled by hand, radiating outwards, like those God’s eyes we made
with yarn in the 70s.
Or like something ancient and ceremonial, like a papal ring.
Everything in it leads to the center, or comes from it.
It’s weighty. Solid in the hand, and in meaning.
Every piece I create holds a reflection of my soul, and this one speaks to the way I feel now:
Whole.
Centered.
I’m no longer torn between a thousand directions.
No longer trying to fit in.
No longer seeking to belong to anyone else.
I belong to me.
And it feels calm.
It feels right.
It feels like truth.
Centering Ring.
Forged with purpose from recycled sterling silver.