Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Totem Hunt on the Lake Walk

Do you have a favorite place to go?
A path through the trees?

A coffee shop on the corner?

A chair on your Grandma's porch?

I am lucky enough to live near one of the world's most magnificent lakes.

Lake Superior

And a thought occurred to me. What if I took an open afternoon to drive down to the lake, walk my dog, and choose a stone, bit of driftwood, or fallen leaf to bring back home as a remembrance? Then whenever I wanted to connect with the joy of that place all I had to do was look at my found treasure.

Simple really.

Here's the problem:
     In my pocket I wanted to place the laughing child, the boulders wet with newly melted snow, the panting runners, the hundred year old former brewery turned hotel along the shore, the sparkling water,  the embracing lovers, the elderly man flirting with his wife, the toddler in rain boots stomping in the puddles, the last bit of floating ice twenty yards from the beach.

I searched for a pebble that could encompass all these things.
Couldn't find it.

I did find a curled up bit of birch bark, but there are no birch trees near where I was, so I have no idea how it got there.

I am not giving up on the idea of a totem hunt, and neither should you. Small gifts to jar our memories open up a world of happiness just by resting quietly in our hands.

Happy meandering,
♥ K.


  1. Dear Kimberly,

    So happy you stopped by and I totally relate to this posting. When you do laundry do you find rocks, shells, and acorns in the lint tray??? I do too.

    For me a walk always needs water. Water, the great life giver and pacifier.

    Joys to you,

    Sharon Lovejoy Writes from Sunflower House and a Little Green Island

    1. Hello Sharon!

      Thank you for your thoughts. You have given me a new way to find joy while doing laundry--CHECK THE LINT TRAY. Love it!

      Many blessings to you,