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Then it helps

On a shelve in my cubicle at work, I have a little bucket of sand from the Sahara desert in Morocco.

Looking at it today, I snickered as I thought of how similar my bucket of sand is to Jack Sparrow’s jar of dirt.

The scene in the movie Pirates of the Caribbean: Deadman’s Chest between Tia Dalma and Jack Sparrow goes as follows:

“Davy Jones cannot make port. Cannot step on land but once every ten years. Land is where you are safe, Jack Sparrow, and so you will carry land with you.”

“…Dirt. This is a jar of dirt.”

“Yes.”

“Is the jar of dirt going to help?”

“If you don’t want it, give it back.”

“No.”

“Then it helps.”

As I glance at my bucket of sand, memories of places we’ve been and thoughts of places we’ll go, take me briefly away from the box (cubicle) within a box (building) in which I work. And for a brief moment, yes “it helps”!

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