{"id":3808,"date":"2015-06-01T00:00:21","date_gmt":"2015-06-01T04:00:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/?p=3808"},"modified":"2015-06-01T00:01:44","modified_gmt":"2015-06-01T04:01:44","slug":"3808","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/?p=3808","title":{"rendered":"Why I rock."},"content":{"rendered":"

\"squirrel\"<\/a> \"turtlerocks\"<\/a><\/p>\n

I have been thinking about a time when I was quite young.\u00a0 I was running the neighborhood with a couple of pals, and we decided to pick flowers.\u00a0 Mostly from people\u2019s yards.<\/p>\n

It really wasn\u2019t my wish, and I am not sure it got my vote.\u00a0 I can\u2019t remember picking any flowers in fact.\u00a0 Instead, I was preoccupied with looking for really good rocks in those flower beds.<\/p>\n

Thankfully, I think.\u00a0 When Miss Knuge came out of her house screaming at these three ruffians, I was empty handed.\u00a0 It probably saved my butt.\u00a0 However, I believe my counterparts were scolded quite harshly by their parental units.<\/p>\n

Nevertheless, I loved rocks when I was a kid.\u00a0 I had them all over the place in the backyard.\u00a0 I snuck them into my room when I could. My pockets were always filled with them.<\/p>\n

I\u00a0 haven\u2019t changed in that way, at all.\u00a0 Yesterday, at a party, I had a long and involved conversation with someone about our love for rocks.\u00a0 There is a constant quest in my life\u2026 always looking for that \u201cgreat\u201d rock whenever I am\u2026 welllll\u2026..\u00a0 anywhere at all.<\/p>\n

Why do I love rocks so?\u00a0 I am not sure. Why do people like refrigerator magnets, or glass figurines, thimbles, beer can collections, or fancy spoons?\u00a0 We are drawn to different likes and interests\u2026. because our brains are different.\u00a0 Thank goodness for that, I\u2019ll tell you.<\/p>\n

We do what we do\u2026 because we each have our own way here.\u00a0 Our own path\u2026 our own road we travel.\u00a0 We make our steps along the way\u2026 by what is in our heads, and our hearts, and our souls.<\/p>\n

Back to the rocks.\u00a0 For me, it isn\u2019t so much about \u201ccollecting\u201d something.\u00a0 It is more about the way that particular rock makes me feel.\u00a0 I think some are beautiful, while others are mysterious.\u00a0 Some look mean.\u00a0 Oh, it goes on.<\/p>\n

These days, I surround myself with rocks. They are in our house, in our landscaping, and anywhere else I can manage to put them.<\/p>\n

I am drawn to them, with such an interesting force.\u00a0 It could be their slower molecular pulse.\u00a0\u00a0 Maybe. You see\u2026 their motion is operating at a much lower frequency.\u00a0 Perhaps\u2026. they help me to slow down\u2026 especially when my pockets are filled with them and I am walking uphill.<\/p>\n

“Be curious, not judgmental.” \u2014 Walt Whitman<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

“Each of us inevitable; \/ Each of us limitless\u2014each of us with his or her right upon the earth.” \u2014 Walt Whitman<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cNot I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you. \/ You must travel it by yourself. \/ It is not far. It is within reach. \/ Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know. \/ Perhaps it is everywhere \u2014 on water and land.\u201d \u2014 Walt Whitman<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cDo anything, but let it produce joy.\u201d\u00a0 \u2014 Walt Whitman<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I have been thinking about a time when I was quite young.\u00a0 I was running the neighborhood with a couple of pals, and we decided to pick flowers.\u00a0 Mostly from people\u2019s yards. It really wasn\u2019t my wish, and I am not sure it got my vote.\u00a0 I can\u2019t remember picking any flowers in fact.\u00a0 Instead, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3808","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-nowyouseeit"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3808","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3808"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3808\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3815,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3808\/revisions\/3815"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3808"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3808"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3808"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}