People ask, kindly, when the next collection is coming. I never quite know how to answer, because there is no collection — only the next stone, when it is ready, and when I am.
I make a little at a time. Some weeks nothing at all. For a long time I read that slowness as a failure of discipline. I have learned that this pace is not laziness; it is respect — for the material and for my own energy.
A pebble waited in the sea for years before it reached my hand. It can wait a little longer for me to do right by it.
If you are waiting for something, thank you for your patience. It will arrive when it arrives, and it will be the better for not being rushed. Less, but truer.