Making things has always been a haven for me; when I am creating, I am calm and relaxed. Even if I don't start that way, the very act of sitting down with my beads settles my soul.
This morning I had some frightening news; everything is fine, no one was hurt, but it could have turned out very badly indeed. Of course, after experiencing relief that the worst did not happen, I began thinking, "What if it had?" and I found it very hard to let go of those disturbing thoughts.
Finally, I took myself firmly in hand, and turned my attention to my beads. I chose pearls for purity and innocence and made a very sweet and pretty pair of earrings. I will photograph and post them later; today they were important not for themselves, but for what making them gave to me.