What is there left when someone snuffs out the light in you or takes away the light you grew dependent on? I'm can't speak to anyone else's experiences, but for me it was a perfect pitch black that swallowed me whole. An endless and suffocating darkness, at least that was my perception of it. The sun never went away. That which was my world stood in front of it blocking it from me. That was a profound realization and life lesson for me. Though that eclipse lasted far longer than I'd have liked, I learned invaluable lessons I'd have been unable to learn otherwise. I am still the moon; ever changing with the ebb and flow of things and the passage of time. I will always have a dark side of me with parts only I know, but I'm no longer bound by the gravitational pull of a world that was never mine to begin with. Like a sunflower, I can chase the sun's warmth and light by adjusting myself. I have to chose to face the sun though. Choose to let the sun rays chase away the shadows that flit across my face as fast as they come. Choose to let it warm the darker, colder parts of me. And when I do, the radiant human I used to be and know occasionally shines through
This piece is 24 inches long using hematite, clear quartz, freshwater pearls, and black rutilated quartz.