Some Days Last Longer Than Others
Ever had a day that seemed rockier than others?
Ever feel like everything you touched turned to stone?
Ever figured that no one would notice if you disappeared?
Ever been felt so weird that you didn’t want them to see you anyway.
I have too.
I looked for a photo to explain this feeling and found this picture of rocks.
I remembered I made a rock walk a few years ago leading up to garden behind my house. I wanted a walk that was pleasing and natural. It hunted rocks for weeks and days. Then I arranged them in the mud path for weeks, days, and hours. The last spaced needed an individual rock of weird shape and color. It took me even more weeks, days, and hours to find one that fit. When I did, whoa, it was something to see and to celebrate.
And to this day, if I ever go back to that house, it’s that rock that I’ll look for. That’s the rock that made that little four-foot path into rock art.
So now when I look out over the Internet and everyone seems shinier and more colorful than I am, I pick up a rock that a dear friend gave me. I hold it in my open hand, and I think that the universe is like a rock path, weird rocks would be missed if they disappeared.
Ever had a rocky day? It helps to hold a rock in your hand.
–ME “Liz” Strauss
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