Nothing to report about meditation. Let’s just say I am far from yogi status. Just wanted to share yesterday’s trip to the “marmista” in search of the right countertop. I love raw materials. I loved the dust in the air. The years and years of accumulation adding up to a family’s business, passion, knowledge. A life spent handling the most beautiful stone in the world cut from the mountains that look out over the Tuscan coastline.
What is it?The Daily Cure for me is trying to smell taste touch—really experience— something, each day, that reminds me that I'm alive and, mostly, happy to be here. A small moment that should go a long way, at least in theory.
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OH! That would be such a joy to be there, to lay my hand on the cool stone, to feel the vibration of all the years through the marble! Wonderful!
you’re right. It is cool…just as cool as it can be. and amazing colors. I saw a blue marble I’d never seen. Couldn’t believe it. It’s also strangely soft. They gave me a chunk of statue marble to bring home. It’s a stone, but at the same time, “like butter.”
Italian marble gives you a timeless beauty, it’s sensual to the touch and so pleasing to the eye.
Yes it is. I just can’t believe this stuff has been cut out of the same mountains for centuries on end. It’s sort of mind boggling.
It is mind boggling
Next time I want to go there too!!