A Stack of Stones

A gentle note to your mind

Today, I breathe deeply and make space for my flaws and my scattered mind. I let them run until they’re done—like a dog who plays itself tired, or a child who cries into sleep. As the observer of my thoughts, I know they don’t define my essence. Yet sometimes they’re loud, sharp, indifferent. Today, I let them pass and I watch without judgment.

Stones on the path

I hold each thought like a stone and study its texture:

  • “I should have done this differently…”

  • “I should be further by now…”

  • “Here’s where I messed up…”

  • “These are my choices, and I’ll probably choose wrong.”

I stack them, one atop another. Each stone is shaped by wind and water, smoothed or roughened by time—just as my thoughts are shaped by weathered moments and storms I’ve lived through. I am not the stones. I am the one who sees them.

Choice and weight

I am not the stack of rumination I’ve made. I am the one who stacks—and the one who can knock the stack over. I can carry a single stone—a single thought—if it serves me. I can also load a bag with many and feel the weight, especially at night. Or I can arrange them into a small cairn, a marker on the trail that says: I was here, and I’m moving on.

I am not these stones. I am not my thoughts. I am the one who walks the path. May I let these thoughts drift now and release their weight.

A simple practice: Stone & breath

  1. Hold a stone (or imagine one). Notice the weight, the smoothness or the edges.

  2. Inhale slowly through the nose.

  3. Exhale a troubling thought. Feel the stone in your hand as you breathe out and say,
    “I am not my thoughts. I am the one who observes.”

  4. Repeat as needed.

  5. Release the stone when you’re ready, along with the weight of the thought.

Love and light to you.

Want support making this a daily ritual?

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