OUR STORY

“Some things we carry. Others carry us.”

For over 30 years I wore a single gold coin close to my heart through love and loss, beginnings and endings, and the counteless ordinary moments that quietly become the story of our lives. I rarely took it off.

Strangers would stop to ask about it. There was something about that coin that drew people in. Something I couldn’t quite explain. I began to wonder whether the things we are drawn to are ever entirely accidental. Perhaps we recognize something before we understand it. Perhaps there are things the soul remembers that the mind has forgotten.

My grandmother’s name was Lenore Rose Furst. Since I was a little girl, I’ve felt her presence guiding me. A quiet knowing that she was somehow always with me. Our sacred talisman are an expression of how we choose to live, the stories and streghth we carry from those who came before us and the meaning we give to the things we hold close. Perhaps the journey of a lifetime is not about becoming someone new.

Perhaps it is about remembering who we have always been.