"I placed it between two boulders in the hopes that when I return next year, it will be in the same spot waiting for me to again admire..."Gert recounted a story a while ago that I carry around like a heart stone in my pocket..or maybe my bra:
"When clients come to have their nails done, we walk out through my garage and there are my stones, displayed on my husband's ladder and lined up on the floor. As we go out together, they are usually talking about how their life is going and most of the time, their spirit is hurting in some way, so I am moved to give them a stone. They cherish it.
Going to my local grocery store, just before Christmas, I happened to chat with the store manager who knew my sister who also worked at the same chain in a different town. Leaning on a stack of cans at the end of an aisle, she proceeded to tell me about the bad things that were going on in her life: divorce and cancer. My heart was feeling for her--we seemed to have a lot of common "dates" (one of them being my birthday). We hugged and I told her about my stones. I came home and rummaged through my collection and found the perfect one and quickly put it in my purse to give to her the next time we met up.
It was weeks later I saw her and gave her the stone. We hugged and things seemed to be going better for her. Weeks after that, I go in after an exercise class and there she was all bubbly and kept grabbing her breast. As I was thinking, "how strange is that," she pulls my stone from her bra and explains how it makes her feel safe and protected.
Now come on, who would have thought to stow it away in your bra? Anyway she could not carry her purse around the store so the bra was a safe haven!"
Thank you Gert. Remember to give someone a stone....who knows where it might end up!
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