soulful stones

Being by the ocean is such a treat. The part of this experience that I now find the most magical is the coast’s intertidal zone, the in-between-zone where the playful dance of high and low tides takes place. Where the land and water have been shaking hands for several billion years (whatever that number even means). Where I am taught by nature how to be giving and letting go, giving and letting go. To top it up, apparently some 300.000 species have been discovered in those zones, so getting bored is not an option.

I’m often consumed by imprints of life in rocks that are gently engulfed by water, with countless numbers of animals that deposited their shells and their souls at the rocks’ surface, enabling stones to grow and expand. From that perspective, stones cease to be hard, heavy and soulless pieces of matter, and are actually an incomprehensive concentration of life forms that find their rest on them. Soulful stones.

And here is a bonus, a full-blown gallery of magical stones: click click

This post flows with Dusty Springfield - Sea and Skye