There is a gentleness held within this vessel, almost like a Mother nuturing a Child. As I weave her into being the words from C.S Lewis - ‘ If I sit my anger long enough, she will tell me her name is grief’ are being spoken to me, over and over again.
And maybe it is the anger of loss, of child loss, of the wounds of our inner child, of the loss what could be & what should have been, or maybe its the anger of our Souls not being met with what they expected but wherever there is anger, there is grief.
Woven within her is a tiny, perfect shell gifted by the Sea on the Winter Solstice and a small piece of Amethyst, to help sooth your dreams, bring clarity and peacefulness to the waking mind, and to dispel rage and anger. Plant Kin of Rose, Motherwort and Heartease nestled within, a wondeful Trio for when grief shows up as rage & finished with a peice of diftwood holding tales of great adventures across Wild Seas.
Your Heart Grief Vessel will arrive with a beautiful blend of Bath salts and the full story of her creation.