~ Stone Story ~
You allow me to access to the unlimited well of beauty.
You help me to glimpse the truth of my divinity
so that the limits I place on myself
with thoughts and beliefs
recede for a moment...
The mist of the Maya lifted.
A moments respite.
A moments connection to all that is.
A moments reminder of True power.
Again and again, you remind me
with the patience that only a being that has been evolving for
hundreds of thousands of years can hold.
You, sweet amazonite, I hold as my mother in the mineral world...
The first stone I cut.
The first stone that began to shape me.