More thanks to Sue Vincent for another lovely #Writephoto Prompt!
The Wishing Stone
I have sat on the great stones on Bodmin Moor, watched a bull cross my vision.
I have stood in front of Stonehenge in wonder and walked among the stones at Avebury, trying to count them. People say it cannot be done for the number never comes out the same.
All are a wonder and I thank God that people have kept them in place for others to visit and feel the power.
I salute the many stones across the world, my heart heavy for those I cannot visit.
Yet there is one more precious to me, my fist-sized green stone with a circle of white quartz, known as a wishing stone.
It stands proudly on a shelf in my living room on a piece of white quartz…
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Lovely and full of meaning. I, too, have a special ‘wishing’ stone– black, heart-shaped, smoothed by the sea, with three white lines running through it.
Yours sounds lovely. I am constantly surprised by how many people either collect stones or have a favourite…
I collect pottery out of our river, too. My collection is so large over 28 years here, that I think I ought to get some plaster and make a mosaic with all of it!
Sounds like a brilliant idea!
Now it get around to actually doing it! 😉
A project for slightly cooler weather perhaps?
I feel the same way about these stones. <3
There is something magical about stones…
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All stone, like all flesh, bears the same essence. x
Lovely. I like that you took this from monolithic stones to something so small without losing the magic.
Anita is good at this sort of thing. I can feel it, but struggle to express what is deep in my heart…