I have a collection of sacred stones. I used to carry them with me all the time, but currently they're here and there around my apartment. Some are just nice to look at, and others hold memories. I think everyone should have a sacred stone or two...Some of mine are pretty nifty, such as a fancifully swirly-carved tiger's eye, but others are mundane to the uninformed--such as the most recent, a very plain small piece of slate. Well, it does shimmer a bit when held at an angle, but the reason it's special is because I picked it up along the beach at Yamdrok Lake in the Tibetan Himalayas. It holds the memory of intensely blue, blue-beyond-blue skies and equally blue lakewater, ringed by mountains and so beyond anything Earthbound that it seemed like I stood on the shores of the sky itself.