Finding Stone, by prize-winning author, educator, and spiritual guide Christin Lore Weber, is a metaphor for insights attained and lessons learned, and passed on to others in a never-ending cycle.
“Nothing is ever lost,” she says.
In the first third of the book, A Quiet Parable, we follow the eons-long journey of a stone from the bottom of the sea to the top of the tallest mountain, down a tumbling stream, and back to the ocean, absorbing and imparting its wisdom along the way. In the latter two thirds of the book, Meditations, the author excerpts passages from A Quiet Parable, and reflects upon their meaning in her own life. Of the passage:
For a million years She lay in the dark silence in a cold sea.
she explains that: “waiting is endless. I waited to be grown-up, to become myself, to be smart enough, patient enough, wise enough, loving enough. I waited to be seen, to be heard, to be recognized…I wait and the waters enclose me: the waters of compassion, of Divine Mercy and tenderness. I wait in the womb of God.”
Christin’s prose is poetic, sometimes wistful, like the cry of wind in the mountains, other times whimsical, like the dance of smooth round pebbles in the torrent of a stream.
Her parable, and the meditations upon it, are highly personal, reflections of her own life as she embraces every experience the Universe delivers, no matter how difficult, assimilates its teaching, and imparts its wisdom however she can, by lecturing, consulting, in quiet conversation…and by writing such intimate and illuminating tales as Finding Stone.
“Nothing is ever lost,” she says.
In the first third of the book, A Quiet Parable, we follow the eons-long journey of a stone from the bottom of the sea to the top of the tallest mountain, down a tumbling stream, and back to the ocean, absorbing and imparting its wisdom along the way. In the latter two thirds of the book, Meditations, the author excerpts passages from A Quiet Parable, and reflects upon their meaning in her own life. Of the passage:
For a million years
She lay in the dark silence in a cold sea.
she explains that: “waiting is endless. I waited to be grown-up, to become myself, to be smart enough, patient enough, wise enough, loving enough. I waited to be seen, to be heard, to be recognized…I wait and the waters enclose me: the waters of compassion, of Divine Mercy and tenderness. I wait in the womb of God.”
Christin’s prose is poetic, sometimes wistful, like the cry of wind in the mountains, other times whimsical, like the dance of smooth round pebbles in the torrent of a stream.
Her parable, and the meditations upon it, are highly personal, reflections of her own life as she embraces every experience the Universe delivers, no matter how difficult, assimilates its teaching, and imparts its wisdom however she can, by lecturing, consulting, in quiet conversation…and by writing such intimate and illuminating tales as Finding Stone.