They go where you go, packed up small and safe in a box.

when you get there you unwrap them one by one.

looking and remembering, they take you to places and they bring you back to the moment.

arranged with love in a glass vase so you can see them anytime: tumbling over each other to find their place.

every colour

every texture

every shape – holds a story.

the particulars are not important. The warmth they hold is.

sometimes you take them out and lay them carefully.

you muse a little and the you place them back where they belong, in that place inside you that is filled with joy andย happiness and love.

The story of your life.



Filed under art, At peace, comfort, journey

20 responses to “Memories

  1. Morning Andrea, that was so beautiful! ๐Ÿ™‚
    Thank you for sending me the hugs! ๐Ÿ™‚
    hope you had a great weekend. Hugs and love, Paula xxx

  2. 67paintings

    Your prose again speaks to me. Whilst in the Highlands, I pondered on the rocks and driftwood wash up by the rivers and streams, and the immense pepple-polishing experiences we all have in life. Sometimes rough, sometimes smooth, sometimes diamond-like, having direct experience of seeing the warmth, as you describe here….

    Pondering on the very edge
    of some sort of reality
    at certain places and times
    robust boundaries become skin thin
    as when an electric blue bird
    flies low over lakes and streams
    seeking fish
    catching me.

  3. I love collecting shells because they are usually broken or flawed in some way… Just like me. ๐Ÿ˜€

  4. this is beautiful. ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. poppytump

    Miniature memory treasures and words . Always room for those Andrea .
    I loved peeking @ yours .

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