As often happens with me… I wake at three or four in the morning Alone..and And I awaken just enough that my concerns and worries about my loved ones mostly my grandchildren… won't allow me to go back to sleep. I gave myself over to the story, this sage woman… And everything applied to my concern for my little grandson and how I might be able to use my own turquoise and obsidian and my desire for peace and love… And my empathy and understanding of his tender heart as he struggles with a bipolar mother. I'm taking the time to leave this review and to write in my journal... And perhaps right a letter to him. he is nine years old, my youngest grandchild of six who has already suffered, tremendous loss and challenge in his little young life. He is so artistic and creative and loving he is bright and beautiful. We won't go to Lake Michigan. We will go to the ocean just across the street from my house he always drops to his knees, and becomes silent… and peaceful...Even since he was a toddler. I will come back to this bedtime story🙏🏼🦋I have my smooth slab of turquoise and my turquoise rings handmade by my daughter... on my fingers. I will try to get back to some sleep with my hands on my grandmother's heart and breathing in love and breathing out love... now 6 AM in California. Thank you.🦋grandma Virgie