Early I rose and excitedly I hurried to the beach before anyone else awoke on this beautiful morning. I was on a quest. A quest to find a shell that would become a pendent for a special gift of appreciation. Intently I started to comb the warm grains of sand watching intently each wave as it crashed on the shoreline and flowed up towards my feet. Gradually I could feel my high hopes slipping away ever so quickly, as no shell was to be found. Pieces of coral were in plenty, but not one sea shell.
How could this be? Just two months ago as I walked the sands of Florida, shells could be found by the millions. But here I was on one of the most beautiful beaches in the world, seeking one simple shell, yet there was none. My first response was to embrace feelings of disappointment and discouragement that had quickly come flooding in. Secondly, I found myself comparing one beach to another……. STOP! I quickly told myself. How could I possibly compare one gift of God’s magnificent nature to another? Had I lost my mind? Had I become so focused on the task at hand, that I was missing the real treasure placed right in front of me?
We become so busy in life comparing the differences of things, such as apples to oranges, that when we are presented with two apples we automatically go into comparison mode. A mental process that generates information as one looks for the differences or what is missing and lacking, rather than appreciating and revealing in difference and uniqueness.
I was faced with a choice, to become engulfed in a boat-load of negative emotions, squandering my precious moments of life away. Not this time, instead I allowed a peaceful, content and inquisitive nature to took over. A state of mind which opens the door of imagination and ability to create my own story of daily events. Taking in the sun, I uttered a short simple prayer for help in my search and I continued to seek. This time was different, for now I had opened my eyes and mind to the beauties before me.
Still being faced with the possibility of not obtaining shell, which I so desired, I faithfully continued to hold fast to hope. It was just the next day, as I continued my treasure hunt, that I did find my shell. A beautiful shell that had been cut perfectly by nature to form a magnificent reminder of a rare and precious trip.
“It’s not what you LOOK AT that matters,
it’s what you SEE.” Thoreau
Cathy Freeman ~ Real Positive Change ©
A Happy Life !