Spend enough time sitting next to a rock and you’ll hear it.
“I exist…,” the rock says.
You may have to sit longer than your busy human schedule allows, but given enough time, everything talks. Everything has something say. To share. To communicate.
Everything has a story.
“…in balance…,” the rock continues.
The real questions is how do we capture these stories? How can we turn the slow sentence of a rock into a bite-size tale for people? And rocks aren’t the only folks with tales to tell. There’s us people, too. Despite ourselves, we interact with our surroundings. We dance with them. Too often we try to take the lead, but our surroundings know the dance far better, have known it for far longer. Let’s hear our stories in the context of time and space. Let’s hear our stories alongside the stories of the rocks and dirt, the trees and creatures.
“…with everything around me,” the rock finishes.