Still Polishing Rocks

Yesterday, as it was raining lightly, I arrived at my sister's house, and spent several minutes just looking at many, many wet rocks, large and small which seemed to be waiting for me to examine them with their beautifully lusterous coating of water. They did not disappoint me, any of them. And I am talking about at least a couple of tons. I did bring my Dremel along as well as several sheets of wet-or-dry sandpaper, just in case I was moved by some kind of irresistable inspiration.

I had worked on three small stones the day before, when I had been planning to work on an upcoming presentation- still more than a week and a half away. I did work on that too, but I made time for the little rocks too and I was glad. I simply felt better because of it. I was more in balance. It's certainly not the only way. Walking along the beach will usually do the trick, but slowly shaping and polishing the small and sometimes larger stones will alway make me feel better. I would guess that doing this work might lower blood pressure. I'll have to pass that along. The dust would not be good for those with respiratory problems, but there are ways of dealing with that. Not an insurmountable problem. File under therapeutic activities and circuitous efficiency.

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