The Beginning
In 2019 I heard about a "gem and bead show" that was coming to Denver. I asked my mom and daughter, Maya, if they wanted to join me for an outing. It was a wet, winter day in Denver. All I knew was that I wanted to buy beads. Lots of beads. Then, I was going to make malas. Lot of malas...even though I never had before.
By the day's end, I walked to my car with nearly 40 pounds of rock in my arms. Stones in every color of the spectrum from all over the Earth. And a singing bowl from Tibet; its resonance was so pure - I couldn't resist. With a smile, I made it home and got myself organized on my kitchen table. Then, I started playing with different materials and patterns. After months of trials and errors, I found my flow. I knew it was right because I was able to bring in the magic, the rituals, the tools and the practices that hold my malas in sacredness for me and for others.
I created them for the sake of creation. It became a meditative practice. Every mantra at every knot was a moment of healing. Every completed piece was resolution to an unfinished part of my past. And every time I gifted one to a person I love, their smile was like the Divine smiling back at me.
My community offered me something back in those exchanges, which I wasn't expecting - words of encouragement. These are magical. I've never found a mala like this before. Your work is so beautiful. You need to sell these. There were many emotions, from excitement to resistance, wrapped up in those reflections. As I worked through them I was able to find my center and took only the light to heart and established Meera.
