August 19, 2018 Keira Sutara

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The rarest of gems
Eyes behold the shimmering
Light in tiny stones.

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When my granddaughter Keira was about two years old, she began picking up tiny stones – pebbles actually. She would give them to people as gifts. She let us know that these were beautiful gem stones. With joy she would find, hold up to the light and with a sparkle in her eye and a smile she would offer us these rare treasures. She clearly found them to be ‘oh so beautiful’ and wanted to share that beauty with us. With eyes to see and a generous heart – she gave what was most precious - as a gift freely given.
What I saw were nondescript pebbles whose sweetness was the light in the eyes of the little one sharing the ‘gems’ with me. Her mother Starr and I (and probably many other people) were given many of these plain little stones through the years.
At 8, she no longer offers the rare gems found on roadside – how I wish she was still offering these little stones, as I might finally have eyes to see.

Just recently – I realized something important. Whereas, I had thought the little stones were plain and without real beauty, I now realize I had things backwards. Little Keira had eyes to see the truth. I was blind. I am not speaking metaphor – the words written here are meant as literal and true.

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Keira at wilderness park in the South Bay – I took this photo November 2013

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top photo at Hopkins Wilderness Park.