The Vagina Stone

The Vagina Stone
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Spent the night on the coast (Balandra) with two friends. Woke up early this morning as always and did yoga. By the time I was done, it was still dark and the others were nowhere near waking. I waited until dawn cracked and walked to the beach - about one minute down the little road.

It was the first time I had seen this cove and, for a while, I felt like I was in a different country - a different world or dimension, even. It had rained the day before and the atmosphere was still slightly misty, mystical, with grey sky, silver sea and glistening stones all around me. I stood looking out to the horizon, projecting thoughts and visions of things to come, as the sky began to streak pink with sunrise.

At one point I glanced down and there at my feet was what looked like a vagina. I picked it up and cleaned the sand out of its hollow. The shape of the hollow reminded me of a keyhole in a secret door. Very fitting for the vagina - the portal through which we all pass to come into this world.

Later, when I showed my friends the stone, they also saw it as a vagina and agreed that it has a power to it. It's the kind of stone that you can whisper wishes or questions into, then hold to your ear to receive guidance and answer(s).