Kyoto, Japan.
I saw a お爺さん (Ojīsan / senior citizen), in the cold, on the floor… weaving wire.
I can’t recall what made me stop, but there was something in the way he sat; a level of concentration that demanded I come over.
I remember I didn’t have the correct change and almost walked away.
I’m glad I didn’t. Now when I look back, I’m grateful that he wasn’t offended and agreed to sell it to me anyway, because otherwise I wouldn’t have gotten this:

Trinket: Shiny like a star #2

I’ll admit I didn’t think much of it at the time. I was cold, hungry and desperate to get indoors.
It sat in the bottom of my backpack till about a week ago, but seeing it now… it’s magical.


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    January 26, 2015

    What a beautiful piece of jewelry. I love it even though you thought it wasn’t much at first. Much love, Sjoukje

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      January 26, 2015

      I was so caught up with my emotions and just visiting all the famous tourist spots, that I didn’t even give a second thought to the old man, or the wonderful jewelry he created.
      But to be honest, I’m just glad that in the end, I realized its value. It’s a powerful lesson. Because, now, it’s hanging in my bedroom and it looks magnificent.

      Thanks for reading and sharing in my experience x