To begin this,it has to be said that the name,"Your Spirit Rocks!"came to me as a result of the enthusiasm I wanted to share with others,and how "Your Spirit Rocks!"all began.
Although I like to refer to the items I now sell as "Spirit Rocks",they are spiritual only in the sense that they are entities unto themselves, and contain only the universal spirit for which they are imbued. That being said,I do not want anyone to think that this site is in any way connected with the renowned Spirit Rock Retreat Center in Fairfax,CA. I honor their practices,and respect the contribution they have made to the community,and society in general.
This story began in October,2009 when I headed to the coast to do some thinking after having been shown the door after working eight years as a Concierge in a prestigious cooking school.
Here,at sixty, and looking for guidance from a Higher Power,I did not know where or what to do next in my life.What I found pretty much answered those questions for me.
Russian Gulch is an area just north of Jenner, CA...I parked my old Ford in a small,not-so-obvious turnout off the coast road and began hiking through the underbrush towards the ocean where I heard the waves crashing in the distance. After walking approximately one quarter of a mile,you reach a clearing and inlet where a small stream of water will block your entrance to the beach. When the tide comes in, Some people will throw logs and branches to make a bridge to the main part of the beach, but it probably is just as easy to roll your pants up and take your shoes off to wade closer to the shoreline.During the summer, these measures are not necessary. The surf crashes hard on this private little beach that is enclosed both on the north and south sides. It is only about one hundred yards in length.The undertow can be very strong,so caution must be exercised.
Most of the rocks here are smooth and plentiful, as the tides have pounded them for centuries.I picked one up and thought about how life washes over each one of us... smoothing out our rough edges,so to speak.I noticed how good it felt in my hand, and how it helped me center my thoughts.At once, I felt at peace and knew instinctively that everything was going to be okay no matter what direction I chose to take.
Late in the afternoon, I stuck a few of these rocks in my pocket and headed back to my car.The ride home was exhilarating as my mind entertained pleasant memories of times spent near the Russian River area in summer's past.The warm days and balmy evenings playing miniature golf and going to teen dances are the stuff of youthful dreams.
Later when I arrived home, I emptied my pockets and began to paint one of the rocks with some metallic paints I had around. Once it dried, It looked really beautiful and so I took other colors and started to decorate it. The acrylic paint adhered very nicely to the surface of the rock and it occurred to me that a small amount of glitter may embellish it nicely. Lastly, I had some glow-in-the dark paint and began adding small dabs to see how well that took to the rock. It worked beautifully.
Turning the lights off, it looked like the rock's own spirit was emanating from as I held a flashlight to the white, glowing paint.Gradually the glow would fade,but could get recharged depending on how long I held it under the light. Lastly, I sprayed varnish on the outside to coat and protect all the layers of paint and glitter.Now this was really something to behold!
I began giving these rocks away to friends and family. Eventually they were getting sold as personal gifts, that one could keep or pass on at will. Naturally,they contain only the good fortune and power you attribute to it.Who knows where it's journey will end. Perhaps in a hundred years it will be back at Russian Gulch, where it was initially found.All I know is that these rocks give me a lot of joy as they get passed along.Now I have a much better idea as to how and what I want to do in the years to come.Today, I thank my Higher Power for what has been given me, what has been taken from me, and what has been left.