Recently I wrote about a conflict regarding me having a rosary. I won’t link the post as you’ve probably read it, and it doesn’t really matter. The thing is, I like rosaries, and icons, etc. As my mother says, “I like the ritual and the old traditions.” I do. I didn’t know that things such as saint medals, and icons, and rosary beads, and prayer ropes aren’t exclusively Catholic. I discovered that the Episcopal Church has all of those. Some of the prayers are slightly different from the Hail Mary prayers, but they are as far back as the 15th century and are just beautiful.

I rarely talk about religion, Spirituality, or God, on my blog because my faith has been so insular for so very long, I just don’t share anything about it. It’s eroding, however, and I feel that such an erosion is leading to other physical and mental problems in my life.

I haven’t “formally” prayed in years and when I was younger, I did have prayers I did in the morning and at night. In my adulthood such ritual has become non-existant. I do ask for small things, such as keeping my husband safe when he has to ride in bad weather, and I always call upon Christ when my nightmares get so bad, all I want to do is stay under my covers until the monsters leave my room. Yeah, monsters and I’m 47, okay? I call on God when I hurt and my medication does not work fast enough, and sometimes when I am afraid. I never call upon God or Christ when everything is going well, and my mother always used to tell us, that “it is easy to ask God for help, but you must’nt forget to thank Him later.” I really forget. A lot.

I also miss church. It is hard to get to church when you’re afraid to go by yourself, and the bus generally doesn’t run on Sunday. If you don’t know anyone to drive you, you can forget it.

So, long shorry stort, I have begun a project that’s nicely throwing my house into a small uproar. I’m going to make my own Anglican Rosary.

This is where I’m a happy fool.

I have all the beads, jasper, howlite, mother-of-pearl… but I don’t have the cross. I had a beautiful celtic pewter cross, but I cannot find it. I looked everywhere and it, along with a box of Czech glass pearls, and antique rings is gone. There is, however, the possibility that I sold them. I just can’t remember. So, have to find a cross.

Shopping!!

This will be the first beading project I’ve done since I’ve had to go to reading glasses to read. I think they’ll work for the majority of the project, but I think things like the crimping beads are going to need a magnifying glass.

Whatever I come up with, I will have photos.