(207) 593-8151
Knox County Homeless Coalition

Subscribe to our mailing list


Sea Glass
By: Becca Gildred
Jul 11, 2017

Today while beachcombing I thought how similar our clients are to the sea glass that was at my feet. At first glance, or from a distance, you don’t even notice the glass. But, then you’ll turn your head and the sun will catch the glass just right and the glimmer is like that of a diamond.

When you look closely you see that each piece, started off as something different. It was broken and rough at one point. It will never be the same. The most valuable sea glass has been tossed by the waves and the tides, turned over and over against the sand and the rocks. Some became smooth from rapid waves and hard rocks very quickly but most sea glass develops over many years of slow turning against lots of small rocks.


A piece of lavender sea glass.

Each piece is uniqe. Yes, most of the time, you’ll find clear and brown and green. You are compelled to keep looking and turning over rocks and collecting because every once in a while you’ll uncover that gem of a blue or teal or lavendar or red.

Many of the pieces came from bottles, poured from molten glass, but you also see the occasional shard of pottery. A piece that was hand crafted, highly decorated and useful, but again, something happened and this broken piece ended up on the beach discarded at one point only to be highly valued now as a rare find.


A blue and white glazed pottery shard.

Some of the pieces I found together with others, maybe pieces from the same bottle. Families start out that way—together. Crafted from the same material, some will stay together, others because of life circumstances will be carried far from their starting point.

As I picked up piece after piece, I couldn’t help but wonder what each one had been originally and what had it been through to get to that point.  Where would it have ended up if I hadn’t put it in my pocket? How rare a find was it? How long did it take? How many tumbles against the rocks before it was seen as beautiful—seen as perfect? And, as much as I’d love to keep them all to myself because I’ve grown attached to the beauty I’ve discovered in each piece, I’m sharing them. The next time you hold a piece of sea glass in your hands, remember the homeless in our area, the uniqeness of each person and the story their life tells.


Comments are closed.