Scraps of Lacy Foam

It’s an island of natural beauty. Man-made buildings are silently set against a backdrop of strong trees, green pastures, blue skies, and rolling waters. Flashing stop lights and neon signs are not to be found on Martha’s Vineyard, as tradition and laws bar them from entering.

Though the surroundings are neutral and relaxed, a certain sparkle is present. Raw nature gleams with a freshness that cannot be found in a bustling city. Nature becomes the focus, rather than becoming overwhelmed by billboards or flashing florescent lights. The sky is brilliantly clear in the evening, displaying an expanse of twinkling stars; water sparkles in the heat of the sun; and the sand shimmers with miniature crystals and broken sea glass.

An Inspiration

Artist's Kevin Shea's Perspective

On a smaller scale, my own life has become more neutral. I feel as though I am comfortably set among the rawness of nature and simplicity of lifestyle. Where I usually lead a life of harried pace and never-ending to-do lists, I have begun to understand the importance of silence. Silence allows a person to reflect and uncover truth within—encouraging a journey in finding what author Sue Monk Kidd calls the “True Self”. Kidd’s book When the Heart Waits is a spiritual book filled with unique insight and poetic diction. She states that “through our journey of waiting (in sitting in silence), we come home to live a new, more expansive, more authentic vision of who we are”.

In another lovely passage she writes:

I walked down to the water and stood ankle-deep in the ocean. A wave rolled by, folding across the surface. It spread into a thin veil decorated with scraps of lacy foam. As the wave whisked back into the sea, the suction pulled the sand out from under my feet. I had the feeling that I was going to topple over, that everything was being tugged away. Nothing stays the same, those moments said to me...

"A thin veil decorated with scraps of lacy foam"

This silence has allowed me to find direction in where I want to go. The East Coast is surely to become my new home. Where the darkness of confusion once stood in my path, a little glimmer of knowing light flickers ON. Martha’s Vineyard has been a perfect after-college experience. One stage of life has ended and growth has ensued--all as a new opportunity awaits to become uncovered. Now the job search begins!

...Before this post ends, it has to be tied together with a little fashionable formula. I haven’t done much shopping while here on the island, but the little that I have done, fits perfectly in this post. Pandora’s Box at Menemsha Beach (where the above photos were taken) outfitted me in this little number…

A tiered skirt layered with the feel of rolling waves.

It is accessorized with my own belt for added appeal.

In my latest day trip to Edgertown, I found these bangles. I love them for their neutral color and understated *pop* of sparkle.  They rest atop a sea-foam green flower I made for Wren’s dress (which is still in the works…stay posted for more)

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“Letting go is like releasing a tight spring at the core of yourself, one you’ve spent your whole life winding and maintaining. When you let go, you grow still and silent. You learn to sit among the cornstalks and wait with God.”—Sue Monk Kidd