Thankfully it appears that the value of things handmade seems to be increasingly important as our lives become more detached from things made with thought and care and love by the actual hands of real people.
Taking the time to make something by hand…anything at all, cookies, a scarf, sewing or even patching a pair of jeans (remember all that embroidery in the 1970s?) can be a soothing and grounding experience.
I wince inwardly when people say they have no creative talent, no hobbies nothing other than their work or their children. They are taking a real chance at debilitating unhappiness down the road when the kids are gone and retirement looms large.
Paint, sculpt, throw pots. Collect heart shaped stones, marbles or even old long buried and beautifully iridescent mason jars anything that slows you down and allows a moment to contemplate the handling of such things.