Friday, October 17, 2008

Sea Glass Therapy

If I could hunt for sea glass every day of my life, I would be a much more sane human being. I could have spent all day digging through the rocks and sand, searching for these beautiful, smooth pieces of glass. As it was, I was very grateful for the hours I had today. I'm hoping that my daughter will beg to go back to the beach tomorrow so that I can listen to the waves and search some more.

It's something about the water and the's just life for me. And that's what is so wonderful about sea glass - it begins as litter, something sharp and dangerous - but because it is buffeted by the motion of the waves, it becomes a piece of art. That's what I hope for myself...that the dangerous and incomplete pieces of my life are becoming beautiful pieces of art as I am buffeted by the waves and sand of life.

Perhaps that's a bit high brow for me...but it really is how I feel.


Renee said...

This is by far my most favorite post you've written! What a perfect metaphor.

JennInAustin said...

And...tonight I got myself a jar to keep my sea glass on my desk at work. So hopefully I can keep my perspective while I'm there!