from the ocean, we learn that strength can look a lot like softness. rippling in the wind, called to rise and fall by the moon, driven by hidden currents— always in flux with the elements, yet its flow cannot be contained. At any point in our journeys— the high tides or the low ebbs— we can seek solace in the wisdom of the waves, for we too are made of water. we can flow gracefully through our ever-shifting states of being, remaining wholly in our own power.
with a hammered surface to mimic the gentle rippling of a breeze dancing over the ocean, and a curved band that reminds us to find our flow, the rippling wave ring teaches us that what is fluid and adaptable will always overcome a rigid and immovable obstacle.