In 2020, I cleared out a small patch of overgrowth to accommodate a vegetable and berry garden. I spent a few seasons becoming very intimate with the natural surroundings. and then, began to dig up stones. Extremely curious, these stones, I would think to myself. And, as my brain does what it does: it did what it did. Perhaps, it is all just a coincidence, and I’m trying to connect dots that don’t line up or don’t even exist. Maybe, the stones are just a bunch of rocks, piled up, randomly. Oh, how many times I tossed a hundred stones back onto the ground, in frustration, and swore to never pick them back up.
Alas, though, God opened my eyes, and what was confusion, faded, replaced with a string of unusual synchronicities, until time itself, somehow, became obsolete. …at least a few hours to a few days per synchronicity: like observing events in time bubbles, where everything within the bubble was happening simultaneously and independently of everything else in the bubble and not fixed on a timeline: Within the bubble, my eyes would take account of everything. …very enlightening indeed.
But if that isn’t enough for someone to throw their hands up and say, “For crying out loud, what are you talking about?”. Well, the stones carry a divine energy that one can feel when holding them, as intended. It’s like there is a universal vibration emitting from the stones that aligns with the human energy field.
Presenting:
The 4 Directions Cairn Stone – Carved from the very stones that laid dormant under the topsoil at the Garden Site, IndianRock.art:
facing north wind blown 
facing east eye open 
facing south sun beat 
facing west eye closed
On a sidenote: I think that Samuel the Lamanite, Leonardo da Vinci, George Washington, & Joseph Smith Jr. are proud of me for believing. In fact, I know they are. God and Jesus, as well.