It was about a year ago when I first noticed Andrea Scher’s gorgeous Superhero necklaces popping up all over the place. I wanted one immediately. But then I saw how much they cost and I died. It’s not that they’re too expensive for what they are; it’s that I’m an incurable tightwad and I rarely splurge on something for myself. (Splurge on the kids? Sure! Splurge on you? Okay! Splurge on me? Let me get back to you.)
I vowed to buy one on several occasions, only to have something come up and make me change my mind. Unexpected expense! Major distractions! Oh, I didn’t need one anyway, you know. Frivolous.
Andrea announced that she’d be taking a last batch of orders prior to closing up shop for a while on the same day that I landed a big project. This was clearly a sign that the time had come. I placed my order along with half the free world and quickly put it out of my mind before I could think too much about how I could’ve bought a couple week’s worth of groceries with that money.
I had, incidentally, agonized for months over WHICH necklace to get. For me it’s very easy to get so cerebral about such a choice that I’m paralyzed with indecision. First, there were the colors (pretty, pretty colors!) to consider. Then there were the names. I’d like to be joyful; maybe I should get Joy! Oh, the Chlorine is pretty. On and on and on until I wanted to smack myself. Eventually I settled on Earth, both because it contains many colors I often wear and because the name appeals to me. I think of myself as a grounded person. But at the same time, I’m often not as trusting of my surroundings as I’d like to be. Earth was the right choice.
Today I finalized my move date with the moving company. My house hasn’t sold. Otto’s house hasn’t sold. We have yet to make an offer on a house. But summer is peak season for movers, and if I wait any longer I risk not being able to get scheduled. I inquired about storage prices and died all over again.
I made an appointment to have everything I own picked up and taken a thousand miles away even though I have absolutely no idea if I’ll have anywhere to put it all when it gets there.
Afterwards, I was unsettled. I talked to Otto for a while and made a few other phone calls, and spent a lot of time reminding myself to breathe. “It will all work out. It will all work out,” I found myself repeating under my breath. As eager as I am to get down there, I worried I’d made a mistake. Maybe I should gamble on waiting.
The mail came, and with it came my new necklace. I had to put it on right away, of course, and the children approved of it, which was nice. I’m not usually one to wear bigger necklaces so I worried I would find it uncomfortable. It’s lighter than it looks, though, and the stones are cool and smooth and soothing. It feels wonderful. Like I’ve always worn it.
Andrea’s site claims that the necklaces are designed to “to bring color, magic, and adventure to your life.”
I’ve got plenty of adventure in my life already, this year. On adventure I’m good. The colors in the necklace are undeniable, and I’m good with those, too. But magic? Superpowers? Could I really get some of those?
Metaphorically speaking, I threw myself off the cliff today. A little bit of superpowered flight would be handy right about now. As I sat rubbing the stones of my new necklace, I realized that hoping for magic from a piece of jewelry when I’ve got all this love and support buoying me already might be missing the point. A few years ago, I didn’t even know the cliff was there. And I would’ve had some choice words had you suggested I step off of it.
While I was trying to take a picture, Chickadee asked me why it’s called a Superhero necklace. “Because it gives you a superpower!” I told her, eyes wide.
“Really?” asked Monkey, stroking the beads.
“Absolutely,” I said. “But I’m not sure what my power is, yet.” We then discussed whether it might be super strength, or maybe super speed!
But I was still thinking about flying. Maybe with a bit of Earth around my neck, I could finally let go and soar. If not actual flying, maybe a bit of gliding. Just for a little while.
After a whispered conference, my two launched a giggling assault while I was snapping away with the camera.
“We know what it is, Mama! Your superpower is SUPERHUGGING!” It’s true; I’m pretty good at hugging. I’ll work on the rest.
Happy Love Thursday, everyone. Start with love, then find your superpowers.