Rock Hunting Gone Wrong!

Hi followers!

It has been a long time since I’ve posted and I apologize. Its been a bit of a chaotic summer! I had planned for my first post to showcase Michigan and some of the sights and places that highlight our great state. However I did something today that I just have to share with you. I’m not sure if I’ve shared with all of you what a rock collector I am! I cannot resist the beauty of the different colors and shapes of rocks. It’s not that I just pick them up,  I do have a purpose for a lot of them . One of the challenges can be carrying my “rock bags” back to the car! Today I went into Dick’s and almost couldn’t believe my eyes, right there in front of me what did I see….(Insert angelic music here!!) It was one of those collapsible wagons with BIG wheels. They only had the floor model left, but I had to have this wagon. It would be the answer to my rock hauling problem.

I got to the lake (which was wild and wavy and beautiful!!! brokenwagontrip8 As you can see by my hairdo it was wildly windy, but I loved it. Nobody around to bother me and I could pick away! So, me and my nifty new wagon set off down the beach. I was so happy I could pick up the big beautiful rocks and not have to worry about carrying them. I had a couple of bags full and turned around to head back. I was about half way there and the wagon bucked like a bronco with wheels in the air, rocks when flying backwards and somehow the wheels and the handle were disconnected!!

brokenwagontripThis was the damage done. I tried to fix it, but I think there was a bolt missing and it just didn’t come together. Would also like to point out at this point I was pretty wet from the waves crashing in. I didn’t mind at first, until I was kneeling down in the sand trying to fix those wheels. I was a mess!!

brokenwagontrip6I finally just threw all the parts in the wagon and luckily I could grab the top bar to roll it to the car. Now a normal person would have been done! Pack it up and go home. I finally have to admit. I AM NOT NORMAL!! There were just too many rocks still out there calling my name. (I think I may have a problem!!) After loading the broken wagon and emptying the bags, back I went. I forgot to mention I had brought shorts with me, which would have been more appropriate to put on before venturing near the water! At least I didn’t have to go home wet and sandy!

Now I’m going to show you my treasures. And tell me, could you have left them there??? It was practically like the sand and water was just reaching out and handing them to me! Now if you aren’t a “rock collector,” “rock hound” or “stoner,” then maybe you could have walked away. But not me. At that moment I’m afraid I will never be able to pick a rock again and I better make sure I get some “the best ones.”

brokenwagontrip3 brokenwagontrip4So that was today’s adventure’s in rock hunting! Maybe it’s an addiction, maybe it’s just a hobby. One thing  I can tell you is this. When I’m picking up rocks there isn’t another thought in my mind. I am there and present in that moment. Something very important I think. I encourage you to all seek out the thing that lets you be in your moment!!



Little Pieces of God’s World – Great Inspirations!

Collecting rocks along the beach is one of my most cherished, serene activities. I guess I can’t just say the beach because I’ve been noted to pick a rock or two from the shoulder of the road or anywhere I see a rock that strikes me! I have no real purpose for collecting these rocks other than it gives me great peace and joy to do so. I feel they are just another awesome piece of God’s creation!! Some day I may find a great inspiration of something to do with my rocks, but for now I’m okay with just letting my collection grow.   There are 2 favorite places I have collected rocks from this summer: White Fish Point and 2 Hearted River, both in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. My mission was to find some Agates during our last trip to the UP. A guy at a craft show pointed me in the direction of 2 Hearted River. What I have learned is that it would be a good idea to take someone with you who knew the difference in rocks. I get caught up in the “Pretty Rock Syndrome!” Not sure if I have any agates, but I sure do have some pretty rocks!! Some day I’m going to make a trip by myself or with another fellow rock picker as my husband tends to get a little impatient. Hobbies are so important to our wellness and mental health. It is the number one thing I encourage my clients to find…a hobby. So, what are some of the things you consider a hobby or like to collect?

Rock on!


DSC02425 Little PiecesRock 1 Little PiecesDSC02404 Little PiecesDSC_0012 Little Pieces


DSC02411 Little Pieces   Rock 4 Little Pieces of God's World Rock 2 Little Pieces Rock 3 Little Pieces