August 22, 2013

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Open Studio Hours HAVE CHANGED! 

In order to better serve our #StoneLoversTribe, 

we are now open every Friday & Saturday from 12-6pm. 

Thank you!

UPCOMING EVENTS:

  • This Friday & Saturday: Open Studio & Debut of New Creations @ our Studio. 12:00 - 6:00 pm! 
  • Tuesday, JULY 4th, 2017: Old Mission Art Show, Booth #58 @ Santa Barbara Mission! 10:00am-4:00pm
  • Saturday, JULY 15, 2017: Round Table Experience, 5:00-8:00pm.

MAILE STONES STUDIOS:

615 De La Vina Street, Studio #2, Downtown Santa Barbara, 93101

...down the driveway on the left of building.

* Visits only, no snail mail :) 

Please call (805) 898-2220 or email us at info@mailestones.com with questions and inquiries.

       Snail Mailing Address is:
6 Harbor Way, Box #115
       Santa Barbara, CA 93109

Disconnect to Reconnect...

Maury Mountain Moss Agate  
Maury Mountain Moss Agate
 
Steady burning fire of passion...
      _______________________     
Off grid in Central Oregon.
The pace of the nervous system, 
when it has the chance to be free of electricity and all the electro magnetic frequencies that our access to electricity offers, 
is... exquisite. 
There was, at first, the incessant need to check the phone. 
In this case, it meant walking to a particular place in the meadow where the signal was strong enough to retrieve email, voicemail and texts (but still lacking the power to access FaceBook). 
But after the first long sessions of standing in the spot in the meadow, in the full blaze of the central oregon sun returning calls and writing signal finger emails on the phone, It dawned on me the world really didn't need me in order to keep turning.
 
My friends and clients would forgive this disconnection.
I ignored the phone and its unending deluge of information, 
and spent hours watching the river. 
The movement of the water flowing past, the colors of the willows along its banks, turning more golden each day and the passing of summer.   
The birds, insects, the breeze in the trees, the afternoon clouds, the occasional sighting of momma deer with her three babies fresh out of spots, the river otters, the beaver, and the absolute profusion of stars, all of nature informed me with its own symphony of information, and the body unwound.
There were also hours and hours of sorting through stones, of which you will see the fruits soon I am sure.
Thank you for this disconnection in order to reconnect to the steady heartbeat of mother earth.
The door is open
xo
 
 

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