I have been playing hide and seek with this rock. I keep losing it and finding it again. Housekeeping found it and put it on the table. Joce gave it back to me yesterday, "don't forget your rock". I said, "thanks, but I know it'll come back to me if it needs to".
Which is a weird thing for me to say, in retrospect.
I just meant, its ok if I lose this toy, but I hope I don't.
I have always found lost things. My own, my kids. I think I found every missing LEGO piece or action figure accessory my kids ever lost when they were little.
So now I'm curious how long I can keep my rock. It's from #TDA last week, Michael's ceremony of renewal. It's my believer rock. But it's not the only one. Any ol rock can remind me that I believe. It's just the believer rock that I'm playing with right now, and seeing how long I can keep finding it when it gets lost.
Rocks are really good at getting lost.
My believer rock reminds me that I believe in myself. I believe that I am safe to play and explore. I am safe without it, but I was forgetting that. And now I can use a rock to believe in.
I did this myself. I created this because I needed it, not because someone handed me a rock and an instruction manual. This is what ritual will mean for me. I just figured all this out. Mind. BLOWING.
#BelieverRock