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Token – The compass that kept getting lost

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Sally’s Compass

 

The compass dates back to the 14th century. It’s an instrument that has marks for each direction – North, South, East, and West. The needle always points north allowing the person holding the compass to assist in gauging their direction. The term “moral compass” is also used to represent guidance through life. The concept of a compass is that of grounding, of right and wrong.

Well, ironically – or maybe not – I got a compass token this summer that I lost twice. Seriously. Only due to serendipitous circumstances was it brought back to me both times.

I didn’t lose any other tokens. Only the compass. I felt a bit sick and very disappointed. You know, the feeling in the pit of your stomach that something is gone and there is nothing you can do about it?  Sometimes life brings huge losses to us much bigger than a lost charm.  We can only accept and adapt to life in a new light.

I acquired the compass on the same day that I found Gina’s hummingbird. It caught my eye in the display case and I kept returning to it. It wasn’t right as Gina’s token, but for me it seemed right. I’ve been on a wild ride in life, and have been challenged at times to know which way is north. I loved the little detail of the charm that marked not just the four directions, but fractions indicating that there is variation between the lines.

First I put it on my necklace. I liked it, but it just didn’t fit. So I removed it, and attached it to my bracelet with the hummingbird. Perseverance in the hummingbird was a good match for feeling grounded and knowing where my life was leading me.

I went on vacation with some friends and wore my bracelet.  I really liked it and would finger the tokens when idle. One day, after getting off a tour bus, my friend asked me where my compass was – as she held it up. She happened to catch it when it fell from my bracelet in the isle of the bus. Oh my, sigh of relief. We laughed though and I tucked it away safely until I could get it fixed.

Quickly I found a jeweler and had it reattached. I breathed a sigh of relief and went on with my day. When at dinner, it was gone again!  This time was very disappointing because we had been wandering around before dinner.  However, sometimes life gives us not only a second chance but also a third. Finding something that we thought was lost gives us a lift in our heart, and a sigh of relief that our mistake had been forgiven.

So, we traced our path prior to dinner. I’m quite sure I was providing entertainment to friends who would never trust me with a kitten after that.  Climbing a set of stairs,  I found the little silver, stretched open ring on the floor. Nearby was a bench that I had been sitting on earlier. I actually walked up to a nice elderly couple sitting on it and asked, maybe it sounded like a demand, that they get up and let me look in case it had fallen while sitting. Bewildered, they slowly rose.

In the meantime, one of my friends found it sitting on a little shelf by the bench. Someone had found it and set it aside in case I returned. How kind was that person who I will never know that had cared. How kind are many people in life who we never get a chance to thank – other than by being kind ourselves to the next person.

I once again tucked my compass into my purse in a safe spot. I couldn’t believe it. Twice lost and twice found. However, when I finally had it securely (I hope) attached permanently to the bracelet, I realized how appropriate the experience had been.

God has given me multiple second chances despite mistakes, circumstance, and fate. He is my compass in life and is always there even if I wander off for a while.

As with my other tokens, a little card was included in my purchase that explained that each direction on the compass has meaning. What the card didn’t state is there are many little variations in direction that can take us southwest, or northeast. A compass provides precise measurement while our lives provide many variations. Second chances and unique directions are what make us each special.

 

Tokens – Hummingbird

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Hummingbird

This summer I had to say goodbye to my little seal gray dog, Gina, who had stuck to my side like Velcro for over eleven years. I was sad, but content in doing my part to give her a great life and peaceful death.

Shortly after saying goodbye, I visited a friend in Rhode Island. While wandering through some little shops in the Providence area, Kathy introduced me to a line of jewelry stores. Established on the east coast, they sell American made jewelry in small main street settings. Their jewelry each has some type of symbolism or meaning, with many pieces contributing directly to charities.

We wandered around the store and looked at various charms. It occurred to me that I could get a charm on a bangle bracelet to remember Gina by. I looked in the cases and saw many options. There was a dog paw print, but it didn’t quite look right for delicate Gina. Another had an elephant face and trunk. Cute, it could be a good “remember forever” kind of token. Silver or gold medallions were adorned by initials, ladybugs with design and depth, as well as coin designs. Nothing seemed to fit.

And then I saw what would be my Gina token. It was a delicate hummingbird with black detail etched into contrasting silver. Of course, as part of a successful marketing plan, the store had little cards to explain the meaning of each token.  I read the little card that talked about wings that flutter in a pattern of an infinity symbol. Really?  I didn’t know that about hummingbirds. It further explained that hummingbirds are associated with continuity, healing, and persistence. Gina was persistent in her bond with me and gave me incredible emotional support through my brain surgery recovery.

Further, “Delicate yet strong” said the little square card in black and white. Wow. That was Gina. She was an Italian Greyhound. “Italian” refers to the toy version of a greyhound. Just like the big racers only tiny. Even though she was eleven when she died, she was still only fifteen pounds. She was built of delicate bones and tiny features. Yet she was strong. She never got tired regardless of the length of our walks. Her spirit was strong as she looked me with penetrating eyes that showed depth and understanding.

The final statement about the little hummingbird (that had more words to describe than substance to the charm) was a recommendation to wear the hummingbird charm to be “tenacious in the pursuit of dreams.”  Yep, that was the one. I am still pursuing dreams and will treasure Gina’s companionship throughout.

I have realized, that contrary to my preconceived belief that I’m not into symbolism, that I love reminders of significance in my life.

Goodbye my little friend.

Gina

Gina

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