My mother gave me a simple, fake, pearl bracelet on the last day of vacation. She came out onto the white wrap-around porch and held out her hand. I held out mine and into it dropped 3 seashells and a bracelet.
“Did you buy this?” I asked.
“No, I found it on the beach while I was walking.”
“oo…huh Cool!” I said.
I put it on just because it was more convenient that packing it. I really did not think much of it. At the time I was focused on remembering the last moments of vacation, sitting in the sun before I headed back to the cold New England weather. It wasn’t until a few days later that I realized I was still wearing it. I looked down at it and thought about sitting on the balcony in the sun. It was a nice reminder of a great morning of peace and warmth.
I consider myself a very visual person. My thoughts are too jumbled and cause me nothing but trouble. My anxiety is bad, so I get locked up. Knowing that I am excellent in getting in my own way, I thought, “I need something to pull me out of my toxic thinking.” This something had to be a beacon of hope, chance, opportunity and endless possibilities in a world where I only see one negative answer to every question. It had to be a physical object that had meaning. The pearl bracelet was a perfect fit.
It was found on the beach….representing chance
I decided to wear it…..an exciting new opportunity
I look to it in my times of need…….giving me the gift of perspective when I need it to consider many different answers and angles to life’s constant questions.