From the height of the Mountains, we now concentrate on their building blocks : the rocks.
Rocks, given their solidity, are often symbols of eternity. And given that they alter less perceptibly than other physical manifestations, they are often taken as divine symbols. The mightiest examples of this are Menhirs and dolmens.
In India, rocks that would emerge from the top of the mountains are considered as the lingams of Shiva , whilst in ancient China, to draw rocks would represent long life according to the yang principle (whilst to draw waterfalls would be associated with the yin principle).
In Judaism the block of stone placed as the altar of the temple is considered to be the middle of the equator and thus as the origin of the world.
But the rock “on the rough”can also be pictured in certain sects as the novice that still has to pass through many phases before becoming a “sculpted” rock, in which the tradition will carve it’s teachings.
In this sense then the rocks is the symbol of potentialities – of the qualities inherent to a person but not yet manifest.
The rock waits then to be transformed and is considered as a path looking for it’s destination.
Now you take the floor, what do you associate with the rocks?
To be A rock and not to roll,
tan tan tin tin ta la ta la tin tin
and she’s buying a stairway to heaven.
Love
Damien
PS : My baby loves to rock n’ roll!
what comes to mind is the nice sound river rocks make when they bang with each other, I also think of crystals, Madona of the Rocks. Renewing of the faith.
Jewels, white rocks in the brilliant south of spain, temples, houses, Jesus, piramids around the globe, idols, native americans, blood, fire. will my fire ever be extinguished?
The association of the Rock just brought back a memory from my early childhood, one of my earliest memories, from when I must have been three, four years old. Together with a neighbor girlfriend, we would go visit a pretty big rock, located nearby our home. My mother would send some food, some cookies,that we carried on the “trip”, and when we arrived the big rock, we would sit down and eat them. My recollection of it, was that it was a long, long walk, and I felt a long way from home. Then years later, when I was much older, I once saw this rock again, and it was not far from my grandparents house at all! The little trip that had felt like an eternity for a toddler, was just a few meters for the older girl. Funny experience.
If rock is about being like a novice, we are all rocks. Who could say the time it had take from rocks to precious stones? Though who could say what’s the more exalted or the elder of the two?
Ancient, Gibraltar, hardness, difficulty, erosion, stratum, sediment, cavern, mountain, aridity, stasis, climbing, warmth and cold sensitivity, mountains, meteor, holes, empty and full together, assembly, silence, mute, strength, Excalibur’s cave, Peter, dolmens, sculpture, architecture, some hearts, untractable but mutable by time
For me, the rocks are the symbol of power. Maybe because I’m from India.I remember during childhood, we used to go to visit one of my aunt, whose house was over a small hill. Then we would go around the hill and admire and BIG sized rocks, huge in fact, lying there always, standstill. We used to give name to these rocks too.
I know rocks to be the bones of the earth where all memories and histories are stored. Like our own bones that gather our experiences and store them for all generations to come, rocks are the same. Rocks are sacred texts that can sooth and anchor us when most we need something to lean on or to remember who we are.
Without rocks we have nothing to stand on. Rocks are the ground beneath us, they are the people we can rely on, they are the stability of our life, both literally and figuratively. Without the ground beneath our feet and the strong people within our lives our existence would be different.
A rock is created by God, it is up to humans to make it into a stone and build with it a house or a temple.
“Atiraram tanta pedra em meu caminho…
Que com elas construí o meu altar…
A lei divina manda só fazer o bem…
Pros inimigos no altar eu vou rezar…
Para aqueles que só sabem jogar pedras…
Como resposta…
Peço a Deus pra perdoar…”
Nestes versos tão singelos foi a primeira associação que me veio a cabeça.
Rocks symbolise eternal strength and fortitude
woman!
te amo paulo
Deus t abençoe
crato-ceara
In the bible is written that the stone to reject is choosen to be the head of the wall, it’s something happened to many people. Maybe they are considered loosers by lots of superficial people, and then when you know them you realize that they are much better. So are we really able to know the kind “stone” we are made of?
Maybe only through the pilgrimage of our life.
bye
cool smooth rough/ many forms/stone people
symbols and spirit shaped…solidity…base
Remembering as a child being drawn to the mystery of turning them over and watching the energetic insect action as the milipedes ants and beetles disapeared from day light and my
discovery….the Physical challenge of moving,lifting and carrying them…Moss and water fall accent/ fern and grotto…earth sculpture….So constantly cold they are Hot!
Rocks -stones ,gems and crystals for me all included the following -balance ,strength ,healing and stability .Also I love the little flat rocks that you can skip across a pond or lake and watch the ripples , also they are jewels used in many crowns , breast plates and so forth -also good for rituals -clear crystal quartz is used for telecommunications watches ,radio signals ,crystals and stones have special powers the Bulgarians also have a Sphinx to which they climb and put questions to .It is a massive slab of granite rock that sits impassively looking out across a vast valley..like others areas in the world it contains ageless wisdom like in Egypt .Here is a prayer I love taught by the Bulgarians
The disciple must have a heart as pure as a crystal.
A mind as bright as the sun.
A soul as vast as the universe
and a spirit as powerful as God and one with God.
Love Tania
A rock symbolizes time…and patience…
A rock once was a part of a mountain, but with time, it became smaller and smaller, and broke off of the mountain, and became a rock…
And patience, because the only thing that can actually affect a rock is water…but again, flowing water needs time, and patience to be able to affect the rock..
But given time, a mountain can become a canyon, and a rough rock can become a smooth stone..
Rock – has several meanings for me and they are : _
My husband, Peter, the name means ‘rock’ – and he is a person who is steadfast, immovable (to the detriment at times!), and my mainstay in my life. Someone who’s mere existence makes me know ‘all will be okay’. He is not going anywhere, without me!
Rocks represents something solid in my existence. Rocks are a building block and if I put one on top of another, could it reach to heaven? The imagination soars with the possibility!
The rock that was rolled against Jesus’s tomb. No matter how heavy the burden, the belief that Jesus died and rose to save me, humbles my mere existence!
Rocks represent hurdles to overcome. Jagged, everest-like monoliths in contrast to, a smooth, sea-washed pebble that had its origins in larger rock edifice. With childish wonder, I accept its simplicity as a building block for life and imagination.
Rocks will exist beyond my lifetime, eroded but beautifying the landscape and one does not exist without seeing a sunrise over that big rock called ‘Uluru” in Central Australia’. Its power and its magical mystery, long known among the Aboriginals living in the area. Another rock in Western Australia, the Whispering Wall, beautiful in its rainbow colours and amazing with its capacity project sound – empheral, a keeper of secrets.
From mere solid existense can come real beauty. It lies in the eyes of the beholder …
Never, never underestimate the power of the rock ………….
Namaste
Rocks . . . in free association …
In the mining districts of Brazil, a deep dark hole in the ground is all that is between you and fragile stones of green cherished and admired as emeralds. There, deep below the ground, under unimaginable pressure, stuck in a matrix of quartz, an emerald grows. It grows like a pearl, like a ruby or sapphire, hidden there like the spot of yang surrounded by the increasing yin.
Like deep-sea divers, the miners disappear in these holes of darkness. Your heart races and your breath quickens in sympathetic claustrophobia. And they do eventually return to the surface shading their sensitive eyes from the light. Sometimes their hands bring up the secret of the universe.
On the surface, the color green is the magical result of photosynthesis — a process still hidden from duplication by the machinations of science. But, from hundreds and hundreds of feet into solidity, in darkness that has never seen the light of day, out comes a green rock that shines a cappella when faceted to the sun.
These stones, these gemstone rocks are alive. They grew! Like Indra’s Net, they reflect the totality — even while compressed and hidden deep under the tonnage of the overburden. They remind us that there is always light in the most oppressive of dark. One has to dig deep to find it, but it’s there.
These stones, these rocks may disguise themselves as jewelry, simple reflective accessories to vanity. But, we know them as living reflections of forever.
All the best to you,
When I think of rocks, a couple things come to mind. Once a woman gave me a crystal ball “reading” and somewhere in this reading she told me that I should keep 4 stones on my desk, a yellow one, a black one, a red one and a white one. I can’t remember the reason for keeping these particular colors, but yes, I do have these stones on my desk, as well as others that have found their way into my hands over the years.
Like many have already mentioned, change is something I associate with rocks. In fact, I have a stone that is polished which I came across it several months ago and really connected with it because the word “change” was stamped into it. This is one of the rocks that I now keep in my desk. Whenever I see it, I’m reminded that change is neverending and that it is important to be open to the possibilities that open up to us through the process of change.
Who can help me about ” The Pilgrimage” I am going to write essay to my teacher. Please help me:’((
When my sons were small we could not come home from a walk without being laden with stones and small rocks. Years later I have spent wonderful hours with my granddaughter collecting stones and rocks and lugging them home to put in the garden or on window sills. Now I spend my hours of solitude walking along the beach in all kinds of weather looking at the bountiful variety of rocks, all shapes and sizes, and occassionally rewarding myself with one or two. To me rocks are a mystery. Who knows where they came from or how long they have been there. They remind me of all things on the earth, trees, plants, people, and the planets, one big glorious mystery to be enjoyed.
The rock is where i hold on to when times are rough- The rock keeps me grounded, lends me gravity and anchors my heart and mind when sometimes i float too much….
The rock has always been an image or ideal of love for me….A man Whom can be there-
Forever……
ALL LOVE=cat
I was wading through shallow beach water with my son recently, we were looking for unusual stones and special shells, I was trying to explain to him about how old the sea is and how much older still are all the things that are in the sea! he was a little confused to say the least, it was lovely moment and I remember thinking how much absolute pure love I felt for him and the world.
While I was pondering life/love it occured to me that the sand I was looking at was once a stone, and the stone was once a rock, and that rock was once a boulder, the boulder was part of a mountain and the mountain part of a landscape, the landscape part of a region and the region may once have been part of a country or continent that has since changed. I was reminded of the timelessness of the universe and life and how no one thing exists in any one form forever.
Rocks therefore are a reminder of how things are always changing and evolving, they are a reminder of the eternity of all things and of the chance of always becoming something new – and more than this they will forever remind me of a moment of pure love between a father and son – nothing will ever feel any better than that.
John
hi all,
really its just a simple word but can relate to many things. the idol we worship is made of carvings from tthe rock but oour emotions and de4votion infuses a sense of belonging and oneness which makess us feel more secure and happy.
thus rock reminds me of steadiness ,support which os essential at every curve of life.
so everyone just live lif kngsize and rock on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rocks are tiny chips that turn into stone the development of mountains…for me that represent strong families. . . .or used to. The tiniest drop of water that consistently, drops . .plops. . .splashes can destroy a rock . . .create a sea that will level that same moutain. Amazing that such a hard and seemingly impervious substance than be completely changed by a harmless substance. Have u not been poked by a rock in the sand only to find that the smoothest ones are near the water where the tided constantly rises. The stream of information that constantly enters our lives rubbing over our values and mores has all but eroded the rocks of value that once built our loves and lives . .much like the plip, splosh,drip of a small break in a rocky summit that has all but drowned things that really matter…
In the eras of Atlantis and Lemeuria, crystals were perceived to hold incredible power, that human beings could tap into. Rocks have since gained other kinds of significance. Yet, the innate power and personlaity of different kinds of rocks is the key to remembering our origins and inner power that has been forgotten.
The Rock is one of the elements of the Earth and what could really transform it, really, are elements of the Earth too — like water and fire. These things will destroy the rock as we know it, but it makes us ask: Does the rock feel destroyed? Or does it merely feel it has transformed?
when i think about rocks i think about stuburness, about being strong, even after being beaten, thrown, washed away, etc. like the saying…. “Strong as a rock.” It also reminds me about eternity and mystery, because of the many things you can get from rocks from the past. =)
And the idea of being a novice reminds me of the cycle of life, and nature. Because soil is produced through the withering of rocks, and once the soil is set life starts to grow, as birds go by and poops *lol* they put nutrients in the soil and bacteria starts to grow and plants too, because they eat seeds so they put it back into the soil and a whole ecosystem starts to form! =)
Therefore a rock means evolution/change.
Reminds me of my first encounter of the rocks at a beach in Brighton, UK. My confort has always been for the very fine, warm, gentle sand.
I love the sea, therefore I am love… despite of the rocks, I found strenght.
Eu amo o mar, portanto estou apaixonada…
The rock is a tool – we used it a long time ago to make fire, to build houses, to make weapons, to make beautiful capoeira music, etc. The rock is one of us, we too are a tool. bjs!
I associate rock with many a things: sometimes relate it to something correlated to ancient times. Sometimes, it comes on my mind when I hear the word rock, is something like rock-arts, cave etc. Rocks, many a times, naturally take shape of some deity or even other things, which are very non-spiritual, very common things. Rock is something which is bound to take a shape. Even-uneven, proper-improper. There is nothing definite or unambiguous that can specifically define ROCK! Rock can be something hard, solid. Like we use this term sometimes “rock-solid”. Apart from the shape, though there are different colours of rock, generally, whenever it comes to rock, most of us tend to imagine something black or brown. Right now, when I am trying to write something on ROCK, I am getting lost in words! Actually it’s always more difficult to define simple things than intricate ones. Rock is a very simple word, a very simple idea. But difficult to explain properly. Fossils, remnants are found on rocks. Art initiated on and possibly with rocks. Eventually and evidently first shelter was taken in mountain cave which is walled by rocks. There is many a different aspect, characteristic of rock. My words are not sufficient to explain this profound yet simple perception, because rock has its contribution in music also! :)
Petra tou Romiou. The Rock of Aphtodite, in Cyprus.
Saint Peter [Πέτρος = Rock] the ‘rock’ on whom Christian Religion is based..
The sacred Rock, in Athens, on which Parthenon stands.
‘The wave and the rock’ a poem by Greek poet Aristotelis valaoritis [1824-1879].
Love,
Thelma.
p.s. sorry for the above, question-marks. There was something wrong with my lap-top and I wanted to check it. T.
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Rocks, to me, are something unbreakable. Also I associate rocks with security maybe because of its strength.
I liked the story of Elizabeth M. It sounds a lot of fun. Thanks for sharing.
I like the symbolism of a rock, which is tough on the exterior, has been sitting there watching, waiting for millennia after millennia, then someone finds it, realises with absolute joy what they have found, and treats it as the most precious thing on this earth.
A diamond. . ancient Greek ἀδάμας adamas) “invincible”, “untamed”.
rock to me is something b’ful
it is only love that transforms rock into god and we worship it.
Rock is epitome of belief and faith.
Usually when I hear the mention of a rock, I immediately picture the wrestler/actor, ‘The Rock’ a.k.a Dwayne Johnson. :)
But once I get over that image, I would say that I associate rocks with a Samoan cultural feast, and with that I further link it with everything to do with family & tradition including home, community, closeness, songs, legends, and our old religion.
Growing up in my home country of Samoa, we would have a feast every Sunday (after morning church) which we cooked the traditional way using lava (volcano) rocks. Many of us would get together to prepare this meal for a huge number of family members, so cooking never becomes a chore but rather a social gathering.
To prepare the outside oven, we stack lava rock on firewood and then set the pile alight for a while, until most of the firewood burns away. As the flames soar and heat up the rocks, we go about preparing the traditional meals – scraping coconuts so we can extract the cream to cook the seafood in, removing skin from the green bananas and taro, wrapping up various parcels of food in banana leaves, etc., all the while joking with each other, singing songs, or listening to an elder telling us legends and of how things were as they were growing up.
The lava rocks absorb heat very well so once the flames go out, we spread them out on the ground and lay the meat & food parcels on the heated surface, then cover the whole thing with huge leaves so it preserves the heat to form an oven. It usually takes about 45 minutes for the feast to cook through, but the rocks are so hot that they can still keep cooking for well over an hour.
Now having explained how we used lava rocks, I have found more things to associate with rocks – endurance, and especially the thought of volcanoes with the flowing, red melting rock pushed up from the core of the earth.
This leads me to a lot more word associations that I can keep writing on and on about, but I won’t bore you anymore today :)
Much love to all.
Meu querido. Você já falou tudo e de um jeito, especialmente Maravilhoso.
Muitos beijos,
Mari Raphael.
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Rock symbolizes strength, solidity and power, but then, it is just a symbol, which under sustained pressure will crumble. There is no rock that is stronger than the will of a human being.
Rock- different colours, different sizes, collection, land and water, solid
Thank you Paulo for being a warrior of the light. And thanks to Alexandra sharing your dreams to us all, i also had a dream as a child, which i never before understood, i was at the moon and walking towards my brother who was fishing with another person, they sat towards me and i didn´t see their faces, when i came closer the person turned so i could see his face, it was death and he took my brother away from me, i wanted to rescue him but i couldn´t, the second later i was awake and i cried, it was a terrible dream
rock: stability, solidity. can stand the test of time … … my most beautiful experience has been the rocks at Wadi Rum in Jordan. … its was like loads of islands in a sea … specially at sunset … standing the test of time … and carved within them were pictorials which people left behind from Nabeaten era. for me they were connectors to generations passed . so yeah rock represents knowledge and wisdom to me. and secrets they have kept.
Rock: stability, movimento, transformation, home, lighthouse, rock in a dessert, rock in the sea, town on the rock,
woman: rock with most beautiful heart – my mother !
I like the idea with the novice,waiting for being”carved”,to become a beautifull piece of Art.I cant forgett the story of Pygmalion.The sculpture who changes from stone to human being due to Love.Rock might mean stadiness,Eternity,stability,power.I had a dream while being child.I was death,and I was in a garden full of Stones,thinking stones,me also.Who knows?
… come scoglio…
… ha, ha… other rocks than rock’n'roll…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gqnz4K5ORSM
i dont know why but the first thing that comes to mind is a rock that is beaten by the waves of the sea…and is always steady…never giving in…despite all of the pressure that has to take, still stays there..strong..
And then comes the picture of rocks on volcanos…
And then the movie “The rock” :)
And then comes another picture, of throwing rocks when we were children and made 2 groups and one was the good guys and the other the bad guys, and were trying to rescue the captives…
Lastly, comes the picture of throwing a rock to your lover’s window…So that he ‘d come outside and see you..
Love and Graditude to all
Annie
The rocks remind me of the sea which is one of my big loves so for me it is a good thing..
Love,
Lia
Dependability.
Kathleen xxoo