Listening to the Stone People

Any where along a path I can usually find a space where I can get lost in what I am viewing.  Rocks and stones are one of my favorites.  Sitting on a rock myself and looking at all of these beautiful stones.  The small ones, the big ones, the red ones the grey ones.  The longer I look at the rocks the more my mind is freed from thought. . .

. . . It is at this moment I may hear the rocks speak.  One will stand out more than the others and I reach for it.  I feel it.  I look at it.  I hold it in my palm and share my energy with it.  The strength and longevity of these rocks reminds me of how far they have come to be where they are.  I think of my own journey; the ups and the downs and how grateful I am for the life I live.  Ahhh, Wonder Filled Moments.

In Gratitude,
Linda G