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AnnaMarie's avatar

Thank you for this lovely post, a piece of the puzzle just fell into place for me. We moved to this place nearly 2 years ago, it is surrounded by stones. Millenia ago they were rounded and polished by glacier coming down the valley, then in the 1870's they were sluiced up out of the earth, carried away and dumped into tailings, great mounds of them, in an armageddon known as a gold rush. The soil was washed away down the river out to sea, leaving the stones behind. Now the rainforest is covering them, with moss, ferns, lichens, tea tree. It is the most extraordinary landscape. Every day or so I walk up the trail between them, some as big as a house, and sing. And pray. I climb up a mound of stones and meditate for a bit. No idea why, they seem to pull me toward them, I feel such grief here, but hope too. Glimmers. Thank you, I will keep going now, feeling a little less aimless and sad.

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Brenda Nicholson's avatar

Wow. This is really powerful. I’ve been attracted to and collecting stones since I was a little girl. Just the other day I was looking at the river rocks in my yard and wondering why they made me so happy. Now I know how to deepen my relationship with them. Thank you.

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