A Quiet Touchstone: Jewelry as a Gentle Reminder of the Wild
- Michelle Shaughnessy
- Mar 25
- 2 min read
There’s a moment after a long hike—when your boots are off, your face is sun-kissed, and your lungs feel brand new—that you wish you could bottle up. Not just the view from the summit or the stillness of the woods, but the feeling: steady, grounded, at peace.
At Two Gems Jewelry, we believe you can carry that moment with you.
Jewelry, when it’s made with intention, becomes more than decoration. It becomes a quiet companion. A tiny talisman you reach for when the day turns chaotic, a grounding weight at your neck or wrist that reminds you: you’ve stood on mountaintops. You’ve followed streams to secret meadows. You’ve felt the hush of the forest.

Some of my earliest and most vivid memories are from a worn-out 1968 pop-up camper with duct tape patches to keep the bugs out towed by the orange Volvo. My dad was in the Air Force, and we were a family of five—three girls under the age of ten—crammed into a tiny trailer that carried us up the winding roads of Big Bear Lake, into the quiet spires of Joshua Tree, and down to the salty shores of Camp Pendleton. My mom insisted on a port-a-potty in that trailer, because… let’s be honest, three little girls in the middle of nowhere? Non-negotiable.

I remember waking up one morning and climbing onto a sun-warmed boulder in Joshua Tree. The silence was different out there. Not empty—just full of space to think and breathe and be. I think those camping trips—dusty feet, tangled hair, freedom to roam—shaped me. They planted the seed for my deep love of nature and the way it brings you home to yourself.

Not every memory was serene, of course. On one trip to Big Bear Lake, my dad tried to teach me to fish. But sitting and waiting on the shore? Not for me. I wanted to run. To climb. To explore. And that’s the beauty of the outdoors—it welcomes all kinds of wild.
These were the places where connection happened around campfires, where stories and s’mores were shared, where I felt the kind of freedom you don’t outgrow—you just tuck it away and carry it forward.
That’s what I try to bring into each piece of jewelry I make. A sense of place. A memory made wearable.
That silver pendant that catches the light just right? It’s shaped like the smooth stone you picked up by the lake. Those mixed-metal chains in your earrings? They move like wind through pine. The shimmer of a gemstone? That’s the sparkle of dew on moss as morning fog lifts.
On the days when life feels too loud or too fast, your jewelry becomes a quiet whisper:
Remember who you are. Remember where you’ve been. Remember the girl on the boulder, staring out at the sunrise, full of wonder and dirt and dreams.
Let your jewelry be a gentle reminder of your favorite outdoor adventures—crafted not just to look beautiful, but to help you carry the peace of the wild into the heart of your every day.

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