speak to me

Sometimes things speak to me just as this shell did
… what does it say to you?

the feature pic are a few shells I’ve collected … I take a photo and return them!

20 comments

  1. I spent most of my childhood years in Boracay and collectings shells every morning was the other hobby my father and i used to enjoy (apart from scrabble and crossword puzzle)….i had a big shell …the one which when you put close to your ears you will hear certain sounds…it was fun ..and my dad and i would take turns listening to the sound of the shell…
    Your post just reminds me of that wonderful moment..😊😊😊

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  2. I love shells! This speaks to me of keeping an open heart…like the treasures we find in the ocean, life brings us many surprises. Even in the hardest of times, there is beauty to be found…we must be open, even as the tides shift and things are shaken up a bit.

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  3. I love love love shells. Someone gifted me with some cool ones.
    Too tired to think of what they mean 🙂 remind me… something about how the outside is beautiful, sometimes looks hard if you feel but inside is soft, the outer hardness is a protection – beauty is skin deep, look beneath the surface, don’t judge a book by its cover.
    Love, light, and glitter

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  4. Evocative collection Kate, largely because it takes me back to my own childhood, and reminds me of the shells I gathered on vacation at my grandparents’ house in Florida.

    Though the years have passed, and many who peopled those memories are gone now, the shells bring on happy, wistful nostalgia.

    Your well-chosen post did just that for me, Kate, and many thanks! Now, I have to look for that small box where the shells are stored. Lifting the lid always creates a smile, and it’s been a couple years…

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  5. Seashells have always spoken to me about life being hard, even painful…and even tho’ the future is uncertain, like the seashell we must continue to push through, grow, adapt. And even after it seems the seashell’s job is complete and they are no longer home to a sea creature…they still have purpose…they become homes/growing places for sea grasses, sea sponges, hiding places for fish, etc. 🙂 And even tho some are quite small, all of them are an important part of our marine/coastal ecosystems.

    We might feel scared, unsure, wondering about our purpose, feeling small,etc…but like a seashell we are needed here on the planet. 🙂

    (((HUGS))) 🙂

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  6. The shells tell a story of the circle of life… The only reason we find them is that they have died and the shells are all that’s left. The holes in the shell indicate a predator drilled into the interior and ate the inhabitant. In a sort of awkward analogy – we are so like those mollusks. We live and die. Often greed or gluttony, envy or pride or any number of other sins/vices make their way into our soft interior and eventually end our lives. We all hope that when we are gone someone will find what we’ve left behind and marvel at the beauty or hold a memory of our existence…

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  7. Every beach I have visited I’ve tried to bring back some shells… though I am not sure at this point which are from where… I have jars with different coral as well as beach glass 🙂
    I’ve seen some mixed media art with beach glass and shells – some where like shadow boxes with words made of the glass and or shells…
    Buttons and jewelry have been made with shells too. 😀

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