
Small stones is a short piece of writing capturing an observation of a thing, an event, someone and literally anything that you can see around you. The beauty of this is that we tend to
pause for a while and
slow down to notice one thing at a time and appreciate the wonderful creations of God.
My first time to join was during the July 2011 River of Stones. This will be my second time at the River of Stones January 2012. I am happy to say that I have done my part by asking others to join even if only one did (My Sister) and inspire someone to write small stones even if she does not do it daily.
In the meantime if you want to join Fiona Robyn and Kaspalita in the River of Stones, please go to the image at my sidebar or just click the link above for some sweet details.
~***I hope you enjoy my 1st week worth of small stones.***~
Jan 1: I felt that New Year is just like any other year but the only difference is that we are given a brand new life.
Jan 2: Dark purple hue sky at 6 am of 01022012 morning. Then it breaks into a pinkish purple hue. Then blue. First day of work under 2012.
Jan 3: Mind lost in reverie. Onto the street with people and garbage. Sun showing off gold. Almost lost on my way to the train station.
Jan 4: Midnight blue sky at 6am. Fades to dark gray mixed blue. Splatter of rain on the rooftop. Rainy blessings for Dad. Happy birthday Daddy.
Jan 5: Eyes on the world. Steady heart. Mind positive about everything positive. Hands on my side. Squared shoulders. The word is Courage.
Jan 6: Clock ticking along with my heartbeat. Faint whooshing sound of the fan. The roar of the motorcycle pass by. The right-left steps of my brother’s feet on the stairs. I sit still. Listening to all these wonderful sounds.
Jan 7: Old couple listening to each other’s souls. The wrinkled smile. The patient repetition. The nonchalant feeling over the passing of time. The sincere accompaniment of each other.
Jan 8: Golden ruffled glued in gel hair. Gray blazer over white shirt and red pants. Muscular feminism. A stylist who is better at words than action. Boost a spray of flowery words over my already dull hair. Mother unsatisfied over the results of just a short chopped hair.