I love rocks...and I ain't gonna lie. Perhaps weird to some but they intrigue me and make me very happy. I may have gotten my love of Rocks spending a great deal of my childhood on the rocky beaches of the San Juan Islands. My grandmother taught us to respect and appreciate the beauty of all nature had to give, Rocks included. Her enthusiasm was easy to catch...her window sills were dotted with her finds. There were shells and feathers, pieces of driftwood and Rocks all lined up for inspection, as decoration and inspiration.
Many years ago I began my own collection of rocks quite by accident just picking up one here, one there, when an unusual or pretty one struck my fancy. I now have an over-flowing wooden bowlful and was thinking the other day I may have move my rocks to a larger container. They're all small but I think they may be multiplying.
When friends or family travel and ask if I'd like something brought back to me, I say, "Bring me a rock." So I have rocks from all over the world. Don't tell anyone because I am quite sure it is quite illegal but I was given a tiny piece of The Great Wall of China. This may not actually qualify as a "rock" but, I also have a piece of the Berlin Wall after it came down.
Children love to give rocks. It's something they take great pride in choosing and it's FREE! I cherish the Rocks I have received from the children in my life. In fact I received a few more from my nieces when my whole family met at a gorgeous lake in Idaho for several days. You can keep kids occupied for quite some time looking for the prettiest Rock or the best skipper. One of my nieces perfected cracking Rocks into two halves. She gave me one half, she keeps the other. "We're bonded." I was told.
I had to leave our lakeside reunion earlier than the rest of the family but before I left I found the three niece's piles of Rocks on the deck and placed the Rocks into the shape of three hearts hoping they would find my message to them.
I give Rocks as gifts. Last week I gave, to the happy couple at their engagement party, two rocks...a Wish Rock and a Love Rock with a card that said, "You've Rocked each others' worlds, now you can become each others' Rocks." And I Wished them Great Love. A Wish Rock is any solid color rock with a complete band of another color around it. A Love Rock is, of course, one shaped like a heart.
Last night I gave a dear friend, who is on an incredible journey of self discovery at the moment, a Shiva Linga. I discovered these tiny Rocks at a "Hippy Dippy-Woo-Woo" store. I mean no disrespect. It's a shop with crystals and Tarot cards, lots of woven stuff, incense etc. As a child if the 60's, a place I'm very comfortable in. Anyway, a Shiva Linga is the Hindu symbol of God. It supposedly resonates with the energies of all the elements: Earth, Fire, Water, Air and Stone. And my friend who received the tiny oval attested to that, she being a Geologist. On a small card I wrote about the Shiva Linga and how it:
*Charges the entire Chakra system
*Enhances inner transformation
*Breaks up old patterns
*Opens the path for new life
*Helps to feel unity
Wow! All that in wee Rock. See why I love Rocks. They are symbolic, inspirational, grounding, comforting. They make great gifts. There is nearly an unending supply, they're one of a kind and I'll say again...FREE! Not everyone we know would be able to appreciate the gift of a Rock and perhaps my love affair with Rocks is coincidentally tied to my last name, which is Stone but it's a grand gift as far as I'm concerned. I just hope that behind my back when I arrive with a gift people aren't saying, " Sheesh...hope that isn't another one of her rocks!"