As a child I would take my fathers hammer and wallop a mixed assortment of landscaping pebbles on the driveway. Yes, I got in trouble for making a mess and creating divots on the pavement but I didn’t care… they were beautiful on the inside, nothing to how they looked on the outside. I had become rather obsessive compulsive with pulverizing them. Perhaps I was working out aggravation or simply bored, either way it took several punishments and lectures to curb my habit. It wasn’t until my adulthood and my fascination to all things mineral I’ve come to realize a big part of why I was doing this was to get energy from breaking them open.
Our home, my husband’s and mine, sits on a beautiful ledge that spans the neighborhood street. This rock comes into the basement and has been shaped by the original owners into a bench of sorts. There were several factors to why we bought this house and one of them was the ledge. Over the years I have had many personal revolutions and feel many were due to the energy of the house and land, with a nod to said rock. Another person on the block has commented on how happy she is when sitting in her living room. “The energy is wonderful in here, such a positive vibe. I get great ideas and I’m always in a good mood.” I laughed and replied, “It’s the rock!” She was surprised to realize the ledge runs right under that area of her house.
I have sat on this ledge and wrote. I have sat on this rock and practiced Reiki healing attunements. I’ve watched my nephews and niece run and stumble along this ledge many times (if it seems big to me, it must be a mountain to them). Many of my adult friends like to stand on it too. There have been times when a few have excused themselves and went outside to be alone with the rock.
Around this property I have rocks from my childhood home. I could not part with them once the house was sold. Some of the stones came from my maternal grandmother house’s rock garden and others I sat on growing up. I took what I could fit into the car and placed them around this yard. Now we are in the process of moving off the ledge and have no clue how I’m going to fit this rock into my car! There are a few pieces that have fallen off because of weathering. Those will come with us to our next move for sure, along with the others from my homestead. I have always surrounded myself with stones and believe in the comfort they share with me. Not sure just why I love minerals so much but sure it has spanned all of my lifetimes, not just this one.
Blue Aventurine 
Now I see why you like stones so much. I’m that way with seashells.
I wonder why we are drawn to certain items. The big ones for me are stones and glass.
With rocks, I have them all over literally. Typically they can be found on window sills. Glass bottles are on some trees around the yard and I have a green and moss green wine bottle garden.
Tell me how you display your seashells? Do you have the small ones in clear glass bottles on shelves? How about a wreath to adorn your door? Maybe a wind chime or 5?
I have my seashells in tall and squat glass dishes in several rooms in the house. Besides the shells I have Mermaids’ purses mixed in. I also have a seashell wreath in the guest bathroom.