Simply stones

Beach of stones. Stones as far as the eye can see.


Last week Suzi of Laundry Line Divine suggested we play.  She suggested we play Food Labels.  And thus we did at 12:30  last Wednesday afternoon.  We got wild and creative with stuff in our pantry.  It was a challenge to make something as ordinary as food labels into something interesting.  But I think we both succeeded.  

Then she suggested the next challenge for this week:  Rocks.   

Shall we photograph rocks in a creative way?  

Could we do it?  

Apple blossom on stone


I am lucky to live along the shore of Lake Superior where some of the planet’s oldest rocks lie on the beaches.  Stones of every shape, color and texture gleam up at the beach-walker through the icy water.  The stones all are teachers.  Each one shares a wave-tossed story.  Each one whispers to your soul.  You simply have to slow down enough to listen to the murmurings of rocks.  

If you’re talking in your mind, thinking of this and that, and what you have to do–you’ll never hear Stone Language.  Only if you’re silent do you begin to hear the silent syllables of stones.  Really silent.  

Tentative apple blossom on rock


Walking on stones is an art.  You all know that, right?  If you don’t pay attention, you walk with jerky steps, trying not to fall.  If you breathe deeply and watch your feet and center of balance the stones hold you.  If not–be careful.  Don’t fall in the lake.  

Green hides out between stones


In between the stones rest treasures of plant and feather.  Oh, yes, sometimes human garbage as well.  Driftwood.  Dead birds.  Live toads.  A galaxy of insects.  Slow down!  Don’t let your mind lead you along the beach, drawing you back to the Civilized World.   Let the feet guide instead.  They will stop often and admire the rocks.   

Some of us–rock hounds–will gather the silent cool hard creatures in bags to carry home and sit in our flower gardens or by our beds or in our peaceful living rooms.  We know that stones enrich our home.  We know that stones sing silent rock-songs while we dream at night.  We know they keep us grounded and yet connected to our spiritual depths.  Stones are the Keepers of Earth-secrets.  They lie ready to teach.   

We must simply become more silent.  Our heartbeats slow.  When our hearts beat in rhythm with the stone, then we’ll be taught lessons of steady turning, moving, shaping with eons of ice and flow.  Our spirit knows.  I remember once, years ago, finding an eagle feather lying on the earth next to a beautiful white stone.  

Something inside whispered, “The stone can teach you more than the eagle feather.”  I knew it true, but reached for the feather instead, wanting airy flight.  These days it’s the deep stone of the earth which shares its teachings and I ken it well.   

We must be ready for the teachings of granite and quartz.  Minerals grind us into earth’s diamonds as we heed their lessons.  

The inside is not always the same as the outside...


I remember playing with a young girl as a child along the shores of Lake Huron.  I was told her parents were poor.  She took me down along the beach and we sat on the rocks.  She said the rocks were dishes.  We pretended to eat on them.  I was amazed–never before had I enjoyed playing so much!  None of the plastic toy dishes of my childhood had ever seemed as marvelous as those rock plates.  

Stones whisper the message "Hope"


As I left the beach today, climbing under a fallen tree and up a steep hill, I glanced down.  There was a hand-penned sign.  “Hope”.  Later on–another sign read “Faith”.  They were propped up by stones.   

Simply stones.  Perfect props for Faith and Hope…

About Kathy

I live in the middle of the woods in Michigan's Upper Peninsula. Next to Lake Superior's cold shores. I love to blog.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

37 Responses to Simply stones

  1. LagarLika says:

    I love stones! The house where I grew up had stones all around it. My sisters and I used to take Barbie and friends to amazing waterfalls, lakes and rivers we created with the stones and a garden hose! Just like your stone dishes, our lakes were much better than the pink Barbie pool kept in a box inside our house. Your posts usually are a ticket to great memories! Thank you!

    • Kathy says:

      You took me back to those Barbie years through your memories. How my friends and I loved to play Barbies in all sorts of settings! (Once I went to the Land of the Faeries with Barbie and her friends and was lost there for 3-4 hours. It was the first time in my life that I lost track of time. I’m still sure I spent those hours in the Faerie Kingdom.) I am glad you enjoyed your time with Barbie and friends in similar ways. Nature meets Toys!!

  2. Living near the Mississippi in St Paul Mineesota there werr lots of stones as well. You remind me of how my grandmothers basement was made with stones stacked up for the walls. I would always be amazed at them every time I went down there.

    Thanks for diverting my attention from caffeine to stones!


    • Kathy says:

      Kim, your grandma’s basement walls sound lovely. I love stone walls…don’t see them too often. We do have a stone–slate–entry-way, though. Isn’t it fun to remember these things? Glad to provide the caffeination divertion!

  3. barb says:

    I’ve enjoyed your musing on rocks and stones – I especially like to think about “the silent syllables of stone” and the quiet it takes to listen. Lovely.

  4. jeffstroud says:

    Beautifully created blog. What a wondrous journey you took me on, Thank you so much.
    Not so much rocks or stone here in this area of New Jersey, I have rock I brought home from Easton Mt, Greenwich NY, that line the front steps, the where my balancing stones and sometime still are.
    I also have some in my room, do the speak to me at night they very well may! I have done some Shamanic Divination on rocks which is fun interesting experience.
    I could not find any shots of the ones on the front steps and right now I can’t load anything else on my iPhoto may disk is full! so you will have to go to my site

    I am Love, Jeff

    • Kathy says:

      I love that photo of the rock with the leaves, Jeff! Beautiful… I love the idea that stones can balance us. That they can speak and divine. Glad you enjoyed this wondrous journey! Wish you could have been physically there, admiring the stones.

  5. As you know Kathy I have a passion for stones particularly sandstone washed by the sea…. I enjoyed my trip to the beach with you immensely:)

    • Kathy says:

      Sandstone is so beautiful, Terrill. Thank you for accompanying me on this beach trip. Shall we try skipping stones on the water next time?

  6. Dawn K says:

    Beautiful! You had me tearing up…and over rocks! 🙂 When I was living in my friend’s home on a bluff overlooking Lake Michigan I went for a daily walk and always came back with one (OK sometimes more than one) stone. Each was different and each precious to me. I couldn’t put any of them back so they sit here now, reminding me of a place I love.

    • Kathy says:

      Dawn, some of my friends are absolute rock-hounds. If I went to the beach with Jan or Sue, they couldn’t leave without a pail full! Some of the rocks are so beautiful. Each is precious in its own way. And interesting how one rock can speak to us, but remains mute to another person. Love that you played on your blog with great rock photos!

  7. Kathy I just read your reply yesterday asking if I was going to take any rock photographs… I didn’t yesterday but here is a link to one from awhile ago called “the lay of the land” There are many sandstone photos and rocks on this site – even some with a sailing ship in the background so feel free to browse around…. and thanks for asking Kathy:)

    • Kathy says:

      That is an incredibly professional-looking photo, Terrill. It is wonderful! I could see that photo framed in someone’s living room…

  8. Carol says:

    I invited myself to join the three of you; my Rock photos and comments are at My blog, however, is not nearly as lovely and poetic as yours. I must now go visit Dawn’s and Suzi’s.

  9. fountainpen says:

    Kathy and all who are reading these comments today!
    Have you read: TEACHING A STONE TO TALK by Annie Dillard???

    You really MUST find time to sit quietly and read, read, read Annie’s
    reflections…ESPECIALLY, Annie’s reflection TEACHING A STONE TO TALK
    in the book of the same name……


    • Kathy says:

      fountainpen, as I emailed you earlier today: yes, I am going to read that book! ASAP! I love Annie Dillard and her book sounds wonderful. Wondering now how she teaches a stone to talk… Hmmm…. never ever contemplated THAT before.

  10. Jennifer Snow says:

    My momma loves rocks and has graciously passed this love onto Kenzie!

    • Kathy says:

      Jen, your momma sure does love rocks! She’s the rock lover of the century!! I’m sure you’re imagining Kenzie when she grows up…surrounded by rocks! (I am looking forward to seeing you next month…)

  11. Emma says:

    Thank you for taking us along on this stone journey. Beautiful words and photos!

    I love stones!

    I also love this poem. Have you read it?

    • fountainpen says:

      Dear Emma: Yes, I like Panhala also….
      and the Stone poem fits nicely with all everyone is
      saying about listening to stone, collecting them….
      wanting them near….

      thanks for the poem…


      • Kathy says:

        Emma, thanks to you I get Panhala in my mailbox every morning! That stone poem is lovely indeed. I am glad you love stones too… peace stones, right?

  12. holessence says:

    [arriving breathless] I’m a day late, but here nonetheless. i love stones, I Love Stones, I LOVE STONES. In case you didn’t get the idea — I love stones! I use them in my practice (along with crystals). For those of your readers who’d like to know the difference between crystals, stones, and minerals, here is a link to that page on our website (

    Indeed, stones ARE the perfect props for Faith and Hope.

    Now I’m going to head over to Suzi’s post — thank you for the link.

    • Kathy says:

      My goodness Laurie I could hear you running toward this blog! Slow down, breathe, even give yourself permission to miss a day or two if your busy. 🙂 I guess you LOVE stones!! Thank you for that link. That is very instructive. And by the way–Suzi has posted now. I am headed over that way too.

  13. Cindy Lou says:

    Ah…. rocks and stones, stones and rocks! You have captured my thoughts on rocks perfectly! And your photos are gorgemous!

    And Miss JenJen, what exactly is wrong with passing that love on to our Kenzie? Rocks are a good thing… is moss! 🙂

    • Kathy says:

      Oh good, Cindy, glad to have mirrored your own thoughts. As you are the Rock Lady Extraordinaire!! Thank you for liking the little & big beach beauties. As for moss–yes, that too!

  14. Barbara says:

    “Tentative apple blossom on rock” – so exquisitely lovely! I’m one of those people who collects rocks to adorn my home and garden. So true, “the inside is not always the same as the outside…” Don’t forget stone walls, I love stone walls!

    • Kathy says:

      Wasn’t that a sweet photo, Barbara? I liked that too. As for stone walls–we don’t have many of those here in the Upper Peninsula. I love them and would like to see them more often. They bring back memories of simpler times…

  15. Dearest Playmate! I just posted. See you at the Line. I need a little WordPress coaching. Love and hugs, S

    PS Dare I ask about next week?

    • Kathy says:

      OK, Suzi, headed over there! I snuck over there briefly in between things but need to head back over there and simply be present with your words and photos. WordPress coaching: Any time!!

      Thank YOU for this week’s inspiration.

      I am a little hesitant to commit to next week yet because…well, I am not sure what is happening next week. Possible plans. We shall see!

  16. quietpaths says:

    I love your creativity. I visit here but do not always comment. The stones beckon…

  17. Sue says:

    Oh how I wish I was there!!! I think it’s time to lay on the rocks and reconnect with that energy that is so still and so sweet. *sigh* Soon I hope!

    I think my purpose in life is to be the legs for all of the Yooper stones with wanderlust. I’ve migrated carloads from the quarries of Marquette to the banks of the Mississippi, and pails full travel from Copper Harbour too.

    Well… car has new shocks, and the pail is empty….must be time for another journey! 🙂

    • Kathy says:

      Of course I thought about you, Sue! And Jan! Two of the most avid rock-hounds I know. It sounds like that is your purpose in life. (I’ve seen your car filled with pails…) Must be time for another journey to our beloved U.P.

  18. Another book your readers might enjoy is
    Everybody Needs A Rock – By Byrd Baylor

    Her treatment is simple, sweet, humorous, poetic.
    I have used the book with my students for three purposes;

    One, it’s a great was to get quiet with nature…
    which leads to opening up to their creativity.

    Two, the sheer joy of “looking a rock in the eye” as Byrd puts it…
    and what happens to children when they do it (look a rock in the eye of course …you know how literal children can be…a beautiful thing to behold)

    And three, I love how it brings me back to a place of innocence of heart and mind, reminds me there is sweetness in the world, and all in the simplicity of something that lies on the ground and you pass thousands of them every day.

    Leave it to people like Byrd and Kathy to lead one to simply look, closely again.

    • Kathy says:

      Julie, I have never heard of that book. Will have to look up that one, too. Don’t you love books? Looking a rock in the eye… what a beautiful way to put it. And to think of children innocently playing with rocks. Thank you! Thank you very much for this stone offering.

Thank you for reading. May you be blessed in your life...may you find joy in the simple things...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s