Mineral Year Magic

Every time I see these stones, I see a magic moment. My elder son and I were walking in a stream in Montana. We had taken off our shoes and were venturing into the center. The ice cold mountain water gurgled over our shin bones sending pin-pricking sensations up our legs. It was a joy filled moment.

As we meandered, we were exclaiming over the multi-colored stones made more vibrant and colorful by the afternoon sunlight reflecting through the rippling water. I reached down and picked up the first stone in the photo here and held it while I called to my son who was further down stream. I wanted him to see the treasure I'd found.

At the same moment I had called out, my son turned and said, "Hey, mom I found a stone you would like."

We walked toward each other and exchanged our stones. My son reached back for the one he'd given me. "Look mom they match, one broke off from the other."

I of course witnessed the metaphor and magic. He thought it was just plain COOL!





Behold, the Dagara year of the mineral, 2009, the year of our stories being revealed.