Raw blue quartz, hand-braided into a pendant. The stone is rough-cut — edges catch light without trying. The cord work is tight, deliberate. This isn't a machine knot. Someone's fingers made every loop.
Blue quartz carries a reputation for clarity — not the kind you get from caffeine, the kind that settles in after silence. In Tibetan craft, braided cord represents the path itself: twists, turns, knots that hold. The Dharma isn't a straight line.
