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Shell Seeker

I used to try hard to find the biggest, most special shells on my Folly Beach walks. I was so determined I often missed the sunrise view. Then, I had an awakening. I found a large shell that had been broken open and had rough edges. For some reason I picked it up and looked at it for a long time. Where before I would have hurried on seeking the perfect specimen, somehow I paused and was able to see the rare beauty of the imperfect, well worn shell. Everything changed then. My morning walks were peaceful and enlightening. I wasn’t frantically searching, I found beauty in the way things were in the moment of time I was in.

It has made me appreciate my own elder beauty and “imperfections”.


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