Everybody Needs a Rock.
We all need something to hang on to. Something to remind us that we're connected. To each other. Joyous when life is up. Bound even when it hurts.
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| Snye in Fort McMurray. Rocks for the classroom. |
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| With my friend Shelley, an amazing artisan. |
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| What rocks can remind us of... |
I use rocks in the classroom, during artist-educator training and in the window of my office.
They help remind me that I am part of the circle of all things.
They are my souvenirs from far away places. A bit of leftover land that holds memories of a walking meditation.
Or a day at the Snye with a friend.
When you ask someone to write one word on a rock, they choose words that matter because, well, it seems so permanent.
Words on a rock. Forever.
In classrooms, I've used this great book to teach metaphor. We read it all, we think about it and then I ask. What if we put in a different word for rock? A word like friend?
In Rule Number 10, the text says
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| Could a rock be a metaphor for Love? or Friend? |
Don't ask anybody to help you choose.
I've seen a snail pass up twenty rocks
and spend all day
getting to
the one
it wanted.
You have to make up your own mind.
You'll
know.