Laura, I read--then reread--this heartfelt reminiscence, so lovingly recalled and cradled as another intimate 'small story'. I was reminded how 'searching' for something magical we once found usually proves futile. Such moments, after all, are magical because they are unplanned and serendipitous. When we try and recapture them, they elude us, like your sea urchins. Only fragments remain--of the thing itself or its memory. But when we aren't 'searching', trying to find that special moment again, it allows us to be open to other magical moments, of which there are many, if we walk through our days with open eyes and open hearts. Thank you for a lovely start to my day.
Laura thus brought back memories
Laura, I read--then reread--this heartfelt reminiscence, so lovingly recalled and cradled as another intimate 'small story'. I was reminded how 'searching' for something magical we once found usually proves futile. Such moments, after all, are magical because they are unplanned and serendipitous. When we try and recapture them, they elude us, like your sea urchins. Only fragments remain--of the thing itself or its memory. But when we aren't 'searching', trying to find that special moment again, it allows us to be open to other magical moments, of which there are many, if we walk through our days with open eyes and open hearts. Thank you for a lovely start to my day.
Your reflection is beautiful.
I didn't know there were heart shaped urchins! Lovely.
Loved this. Gorgeous writing.