Flint. The stone of protection. Used to make flame; associated with fire. When the time is right and you have been called to hold some flint, there is a silent Click that starts a neural 'phire'....an internal communication highway. Spirit does not talk in the language you were taught from birth. There are languages of knowing and curiosity, there is the language of reading a room, reading a face and reading the smiles, or touching where the smiles do not exist. Touching the invisible keys of nuance and translating them into location on the invisible map of where you are....This is a 'location' in time and space, the detail of which, is laid out in letters posted to you, and arriving in signs and symbols and metaphor....touching the filaments of your Skin and Bone and meeting with you to give sacred form to your presence there.

How the energy of the Stones reaches the one who draws strength from them....As with all crystals there is a time and place where you can be called to retrieve that infor mation. When in Death Valley and there is only you, there is enough in you to move through that space and transmute the experience. Otherwise you would not be there. You also have around you the sticks and stones and dust of the story.... that can signpost you, to transmute the Quest that being in death valley brings. Michaela