A friend told me recently that my life inspires her. She said she doesn’t know many women who choose to be alone—and not just survive it, but thrive in it.
I think of this bird as a symbol of that choice. Open wings. A heart like spring. Not resigned in weakness, but in strength. Not giving up, but letting go; guided not by despair, but by unconquerable hope.
Surrender Talisman.
Handmade with prehnite and recycled sterling silver.
I built this piece layer by layer. I burned it until the surface bubbled and blistered, as if it had spent years underwater—like the green pond of fluorite at its center.
It’s a ring that feels ancient. A reminder that we belong to something older than time.
Mineral Ring.
Handmade with Fluorite and recycled sterling silver.
This week in my online shop.
Lately I’ve been listening to stories where someone’s insensitivity ruins everything—a life, the natural environment, even peace itself. It leaves me heartbroken. Can’t they feel the pain of others?
I’ve also been crying a lot: over the harmony that’s been lost, the tenderness that fades, the things that once connected us as human beings. And I’ve been wondering if feeling this much is a weakness, especially as I grow older.
But today I saw something clearly: judging myself for being sensitive only hardens me. And if I keep doing that, I risk becoming the very thing I grieve—someone who ruins beauty, first in myself, then in others.
What I Protect.
Handmade with amber and recycled sterling silver.
There are days when I lose direction. When that happens, it can take a long time for me to find my way back. Slowly I return to this: a tiny flicker, a spark that feels like yes: to food, to rest, to work or a walk.
That subtle recognition calms me: I’m no longer looking outside for answers or ways of being. I look within to honor my rhythm, my pace, my choices, because only I know what they feel like.
This ring is not a shield, but a compass. A reminder to look inside and align with what is true. That’s the way back home.
Navigator Ring.
Hand built with garnet and recycled sterling silver.
I love this idea of going underground and then emerging when the time is right. We’ve been told everything must happen fast. That we must adjust quickly—to loss, to change, to new realities. That we should move on, get over it, find new things, better things. But sometimes the body doesn’t want that. It needs stillness. It needs time to re-accommodate inner paradigms. To adapt. To feel safe again.
Being happy again isn’t something I can force. Sitting with change, letting it move through me at its own pace, is not just valuable, it’s necessary and unavoidable.
I’m realizing, at this middle point in my life, that I’m not meant to cover a huge amount of ground. I’m not here to race through experiences. I’m meant to slow down. To take baby steps. To notice the tiny things. Because they are the most precious.
This is the opposite of a conquering heart. It’s an assimilating one. Life has to seep into me. And I must let it. I must pause long enough for it to reach all the parts of me that need tending. Only then can I truly carry it.
Cicada.
Handmade with amethyst and recycled sterling silver.
A piece to honor fertile silence, deep transformation, and the inner timing that can’t be rushed.
This is a spatial eye, the kind that sees from above. Calm, discerning, a little strange. At its center, amber burns like fire. Above it, a silver rainbow flickers with mischief. It looks like a flying saucer, or a head lost in the clouds.
The piece is marked by fire, burnt at the edges, transformed. But like a rainbow after a storm, something clear and luminous emerges. This eye sees what comes after difficulty: the truth only fire can reveal.
On the back, two plaques are stamped with AMOR FATI—the love of fate—the freedom to embrace what comes. A quirky little relic, and a reminder: when life spins fast, meet it with humor, clarity, and a wide, knowing eye.
After the Burn.
Made by hand with recycled sterling silver and amber.
Offered soon in my online shop.
A strand of eyes, guarded by lines of raised silver dots. Medieval, fire-forged, almost punk. Chunky but close to the skin. Like armor. Like pearls. It rests at the throat, where truth waits to be seen and spoken.
This year, my prayer has been simple: I am willing to see the world as it is. It has shaken me and freed me. What remains is this: inner truth is the real freedom.
Forged to See.
Recycled sterling silver.
Coming soon to my online shop.
I shaped a rectangle of silver, a small fortress of quiet strength. Inside it, a fern spirals upward, sensing change, leaning gently. It whispers: remain flexible. Move with the wind.
This ring is a reminder: I am my own ground. Sturdy. Whole. Rooted in myself. No storm can unmake me. I bend, but I do not break. I keep growing.
Within the Fern.
Forged with recycled silver.
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.
Texture of the past.
Silence of now.
One shape speaks in history,
the other in essence.
You’re still here.
Lighter.
More you.
The Shape of Time.
Forged with fire and recycled sterling silver.
A darkened silver eye—quiet, alert.
Etched into fire-scarred metal.
It doesn't just look.
It perceives.
We live in a world that rewards doubt,
That trains us to override instinct,
To question what is clearly there.
But your body remembers.
Your perception is sacred.
Now more than ever,
Trust what you see. Know what you know.
Trust What You See.
One of a kind. Hand-forged in recycled sterling silver.
Sometimes the surface is all we see—
a city of lines, moving fast, holding shape.
But underneath,
there’s a rhythm only you know.
A pulse that rises and falls with feeling.
And deeper still,
something ancient lives in you—
intact, waiting, powerful.
This ring holds that quiet truth.
The Depth of You.
Made by hand, made to remember.
MUSIBATTY | Full Metal Beauty
They say a bird once flew between worlds,
forged in twilight silver,
with a heart of crystal to hold the truth.
It carries no lies, no chains -only peace, freedom, and the courage to be seen.
Sanctum Talisman.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver and transparent quartz.
Constellations remind me that we’re never alone. Every step we take becomes part of a larger pattern –invisible, but deeply felt. We move through this life shaping one another, just by being here.
This piece carries that feeling –of quiet connection, of being part of something vast and meaningful.
Do you ever feel that, too? Like your path is part of a story bigger than you?
Womb of Stars.
Hand-forged with recycled sterling silver.
As singular as a heartbeat.
I’ve been saving this large and luminous labradorite for many years, but I worried it was too big for a pendant. Lately, it had been calling my attention every time I opened my box of gemstones, so I finally listened and brought it out. Here it is, free at last, illuminating the heart of this wild bird.
Liberated Pendant.
Handmade with labradorite and recycled sterling silver.
I made this little fellow, because lately I’ve been contemplating what it means to be human. I am 52 years old and I always thought that one day I’d find inner peace, the kind that feels stable and lasting. Somedays I do, but then there are others where inner turmoil makes me want to escape.
I’ve realized that perhaps what needs to go is the illusion that I will be a calm and equanimous person, without the highs and lows that both delight and afflict me. As someone sensitive, I feel the beauty and the tragedy of this existence, and that two sided coin seems to be my nature. Having to surrender to this condition has humbled me. I belong to the earth, feet on the ground, pain and love in my heart.
Embraced Talisman.
Handmade with amethyst and recycled sterling silver.
I am the daughter of an architect. Growing up, my father would point out the world around us: every staircase, archway, tile and sculpture. He taught me that the size of windows and their location on the façade gave a house its face; that the thickness of the walls made it feel reliable or flimsy; and its color could alter or calm the people who lived there. From him, I learnt that the design of buildings and public spaces shapes our imagination and the quality of our lives.
Today I can't help but observe and appreciate the beauty of my surroundings. Perhaps it was his clever plan, because now that my dad is gone, I feel he can still see the world through my eyes.
Environment Necklace.
Handmade with ametrine and recycled sterling silver.
Available this Friday at 5 pm CT in my online shop.
I’ve always loved the talismans made by the Ersari, Tekke and Yomud tribes of Turkmenistan. The ‘asyk’ or heart-shaped pendant has been typically worn by women and symbolizes health and fertility.
Here is my own version, with a large sun at the center to bring warmth to the heart.
Robust Talisman.
Handmade with carnelian and recycled sterling silver.
I returned from vacation ready to dance with creation.
Dance Ring.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver.
Whenever I finish a piece, I always ask: who are you? Because even if she was born from me, this is the first time we meet.
Here, I see an upright figure who stands on her own two feet, who occupies the space she needs, and is led by a big complex heart that is constantly evolving.
I also see a curious sheep and a bird… What do you see?
Unraveled Talisman.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver.
