Love (of) Rocks

Connection. Connectivity. Connectedness. I'm not sure what I want to call it; I only know how much I need it and how big a role it plays in my sense of well-being.

That's part of the reason why I love reading blogs. I get so excited when I stumble across an article and realize that the writer and I have something in common. That we share an enthusiasm for a piece of poetry or music, or occasionally treat ourselves to an iced coffee in the afternoon, or have an affinity for nature.

And that happened this morning over my second cup of coffee. I was reading The Fragrant Muse's blog article Rock of Love. She had been inspired by Julochka's Sunday Morning Theories, and commented that she "sometimes think you live in my head." (Haven't we all been there, done that?) The premise for Julochka's theory this Sunday morning is that holding a stone in your hand allows you to feel the connection that we all have to the earth and time eternal. And I couldn't agree more. In fact, I'm continuously amazed by it all -- our connection to the earth and our connection to each other. I really believe we are all one and the same, just enjoying this life's experiences in different places all around the earth.

Some of my favorite rocks/stones:

a rock I dug up while planting flowers in my back yard

I piece of citrine I found in a gem shop

rocks (slate?) I brought back from Tennessee

(while we were driving through Tennessee, I seriously thought

I was going to have to tell my husband to pull the truck over

so I could get out and touch the rock walls. I was so drawn to them!)

various rocks, pods, leaves that I've picked up from everywhere

rocks from my list trip to Sedona - I intentionally

chose these so I could make a cairn

beach stones and shells on a shelf in my bathroom