Friday, June 25, 2010

Silver Strands

I have been thinking about silver strands a lot lately, for several reasons. One of the reasons is this blogger, Denalee at silver strands. When I first found Denalee, it was this post that caught my attention. It was about her mother having breast cancer and Denalee cutting off all her own hair to make a wig for her mom. As if that didn’t kill me enough, it was a beautiful surprise for her mom. I cried for days thinking about this woman that would do this for her mother. I wanted to fly to her state, hug her and force her to adopt me as a sister. Seriously, if you want to be inspired and uplifted on a daily basis, silver strands is the place to go.

A few weeks back, Denalee had a book giveaway and I won. Winning the book was awesome because, as I have said before, I am an avid reader and always looking for my next fix. Winning a book is better than winning the lottery to me. For one thing, it doesn’t cost me anything to enter. Ok, call me cheap. Anyway, the box from Denalee arrived and I was so happy to open it so I could read my new book. Guess what? She didn’t just send the book, autographed no less, she also sent other treats. How sweet is that!!! So here’s what I received:






Let me just say, I read the book in one day and loved it. It is sadly a true story but the lives of these people will truly inspire anyone facing lifes challenges. I could relate to so much of it having gone through illness and loss with loved ones. The other goodies were absolutely icing on this cake. The sand dollar made me cry. I have no idea why. Yes, I do. Nevermind.

Anyway, like I said, I have been thinking about silver strands. Sometimes, for some unknown reason, I can get kind of introspective and start thinking this way. When I do, this is usually what happens: I start picking apart words and how they affect my life. So that’s what I did for a few days with silver strands.

I thought about silver and how it is a common but precious metal. It also has the highest electrical conductivity of any metal. Then I thought about the word strand. How it meant several things including, tresses of hair or fibers being braided together. It also means to run aground and be left in a helpless situation or land bordering the ocean.

As I thought about these two words, I realized they fit what Denalee has been for so many. She might seem like just another common blogger but believe me, she is precious. We all are, we just don’t realize how precious sometimes. It seems easier to accept that we are common but there is something so deeply precious in each of us. Something that makes us conduits for precious things if we will just be who we were created to be. That’s it. Just be who we are intended to be and what we are intended to do will happen. I believe that, with all my heart. Then when the times of being stranded and feeling helpless come, and they will come for each of us, we will find that strip of land in another. A safe place to run aground and be loved and healed and whole.

In the end, it really is about being braided together. Each one of us no less, no more, important than the other. Life is good even when it isn’t and I am thankful. Thankful for my life, my family, my friends. Thankful for Denalee. Thankful for each one of you. Silver strands.

5 comments:

Myrn said...

Thank you for this beautiful post. I am quite a sentimental gal, but I think it can touch the hearts of all...silver strands.

I am not sure if this is where to do this, forgive me if I'm mistaken, but I would love to write and contribute to this site. My email address is myrnarone@yahoo.com. My blog is mydailyspirit.net. I hope to hear from you.

Katherine Jenkins said...

What an inspirational story Marla. I'll have to check out this woman's blog!


Myrn-please contact me at kathyjenkins@hotmail.com if you'd still like to be a contributor.

Marla said...

Thank you both!

Healing Morning said...

Marla, it appears that we are kindred in the manner of dwelling and luxuriating in the nuances of words. I have one of the huge, unabridged Webster's Dictionaries and it is one of my prized possessions. It is in my office on a gleaming cherry wood library stand, open and glorious in its all imposing presence. It weighs over 20 lbs and is akin to the size of a computer hard drive tower - the kind that are already becoming obsolete.

I can page through that dictionary, literally, for hours, just enraptured and enthralled with word origins, histories, etc. This is what drives us to write, after all....those endless beautiful slices and interpretations of, simply, words. You're not alone in your journeys of analytical delight!

Namaste',
Dawn

Lynne Walker said...

This was a moving post--thank you.