Name that line, Chickens?! Can you name the show, a seasonal favorite, from whence this quote comes?
It’s a favorite in my house…anytime something is disappointing or uneventful…one of us will sigh, “I got a bag of rocks…”
Rocks indeed, Chickens! The universe is speaking to us…speaking in its mysterious, ubiquitous, rocky way…
If you haven’t heard her speaking or seen the signs…allow me to pass along the message:
These most precious bits of cosmic rubble are appearing all over campus. If you’ve seen one, please post your sighting in the comments below.
For the first 9 or 10 years of his life, my son’s pockets, nightstand, and backpack were filled with all manner of organic quarry…they brought him more joy than any toy we purchased.
It is precisely this simplicity and mystery we neglect during times of transition…into school, out of school; into summer, out of summer; into one stage of our lives and out of another…but the big, beautiful universe is reminding us…our collective purpose is to be good and happy…whatever chaos you’re swimming in right now…when you look at rocks…rocks that weather centuries, rocks that smile, and rocks that…well…rock! Remember – good and happy – and the pursuit of finding out just what that means to you…the rest will come and will go.
Carry your bag of rocks with glee.
P.S. Where have I been Chickens??? I haven’t connected in awhile…summer’s had its way with me…but it is time to begin again.
ROCK ON, CHICKENS, ROCK ON!!!