Magic Happens While Hunting for Sea Glass on Kodiak Island

On Kodiak Island, you’ll find a special beach at the end of a forest trail. Locals call it Glass Beach. Here the tide delivers colorful shards of sea glass, twisted copper bits, even World War II dog tags. This story is about the time that Glass Beach delivered not glass, but an answer to my prayer.

Glass Beach is a high-impact beach, a paradise for sea glass hunters thanks to powerful waves surging across the Gulf of Alaska. So if you visit Glass Beach, be sure to carry a Ziploc bag.

Beach walk this way

Combing shorelines for sea glass is a hobby many beach-goers enjoy and Glass Beach never lets you down.  I probably look like an elephant as I meander along the tideline, dodging waves and searching for glass: Frosty white and gold, emerald green and brown. And if I’m really lucky, red, orange and yellow. Whether or not I fill my pockets, the tangy air and ocean sounds erase all cares.

In her book, Gift from the Sea, Anne Morrow Lindbergh writes,

“Patience, patience, patience, is what the sea teaches. Patience and faith. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach–waiting for a gift from the sea.”

My sea glass sister

One day, while trolling for treasures on Glass Beach, I thought about my sister Mara. She lives near Seattle and had been going through some tough times. Like me, Mara loves to hunt for sea glass. And whenever I visit, we share long walks near the ferry terminal. We don’t say much; just wander around piles of driftwood, looking for tiny rainbows in the sand.

As I walked, I broadcasted this prayer: “Dear Father, in my search today, please let me find something special for my sister.” I paused a moment and then let it go,  trusting the Universe and tiring to be unattached to the outcome.

A few minutes later, I reached the end of the beach where a rocky cliff jutted into the sand. I watched an eagle fly by. As I turned to retrace my steps, I heard a firm but quiet voice.

“Stop. Look out toward the waves,” it said.

I turned my gaze seaward and to my amazement, a blue-green marble, nudged along by a wave, was rolling towards me. The marble came to rest right at my feet. Stunned, I shook my head slowly and laughed aloud at what I’d just witnessed.

I’d always known that “With God all things are possible.” [Mark 10:27].

But at the beach that day, I learned that God has a sense of humor.

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Blue marble, rolled in with the tide


Thank you for stopping by.

If your travels bring you to Kodiak, Alaska, let us know. We’ll put the coffee on.

Kodiak, Alask


More links and resources for you:

1. Explore the community of sea glass enthusiasts: The North American Sea Glass Association.
2. Little Planet Views of Our Earth: A photo essay
3. The beauty of sea glass and where it comes from (1:05 min long)–By the Weather Network.

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7 thoughts on “Magic Happens While Hunting for Sea Glass on Kodiak Island”

    • Kathleen Pearson
    • posted on November 24, 2019

    How I miss being so near the ocean! It is important for me to stay near my youngest son so here I stay. What a great story!

    • Candice Falatko
    • posted on August 5, 2019

    I had a miracle happen last week. It may be my first in 72 years…at least it is the only one I am extremely aware at this point in my life. I will share it with you sometime. Our hearts will be in Kodiak on Wednesday.

      • marionowen
      • posted on August 5, 2019

      I would love to learn your story sometime Candy. I’m writing Hank’s bio for the service brochure. Sheesh, it’s tough. Just a little miracle to share: We met Jan at the hospital when the ambulance arrived. Hank had already passed. While we were all in shock and consoling each other, someone said, “Look!” Outside the building, next to the ambulance, grazing on a bush, was a young buck.

        • Candy Falatko
        • posted on August 6, 2019

        So many broken hearts right now. Rest in Peace dear Hank. Our love and thoughts are with Jan and Linda. I hope to get a service brochure from some attending the memorial. So glad you are writing parts of it. Our son, Ethan said immediately, something in Kodiak needs to be named in Hank’s honor. I agree and also wish someone would publish a book of his writings over the years.

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    • Candy Falatko
    • posted on July 26, 2019

    LOVE! Thinking of your sister.

      • marionowen
      • posted on July 27, 2019

      Oh, Candy… Thank you so much for your thoughts. Lovely of you. Hugs and love from Kodiak. ?

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