before i knew it stones were asking for a bit of play time...so i obliged them...it was fun...i picked up the first stone...a curved pink one...it weighed about twenty pounds and was eager to sit upon a bigger stone...then other stones called to me...as i lifted them and shifted their weight i began to understand what this was...another teaching...as i reached for a stone it let me know it wouldnt work...another was too wobbly to be stacked...another to flat...yet we worked together and more and more stones piled up...
a grand balancing act...like my life...weighing within myself what will work and not work...seeing how delicate life is...to keep it working and balanced...to take the time to consider before doing...and even what to pick up and what not to pick up for my life...
i added the last stone and stepped back...seeing the harmony...the music of the moment playing softly in the misty rain...the seals slapping the water out in the fog...the cold clinging to my wet hands...and here i was part of nature...not a foreigner at all...but a citizen of nature...accepted and welcomed...at home in this place...
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