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Did You Know {13} ~ Sailing Stones, U.S.A

When visitors stumbled upon scores of heavy stones that appeared to have moved across the dried lake bed of Racetrack Playa in California’s Death Valley National Park, leaving a tell-tale trail in their wake, scientists were baffled. How had so many boulders, some weighing 300kg, moved as much as 250m across this remote part of the valley, asks Quora user Farhana Khanum?

Adding to the mystery, some trails were gracefully curved, while others were straight with sudden shifts to the left or right. Who, or what, had moved the stones? A slew of theories emerged, from magnetic fields to alien intervention to dust devils to pranksters.

It took a NASA scientist to crack the case. In 2006, Ralph Lorenz developed a kitchen table model using a small rock frozen in an inch of water in a Tupperware container to demonstrate ice shove, the phenomenon behind the mysterious sailing stones.

In winter, Racetrack Playa fills with water and the lakebed’s stones become encased in ice. Thanks to ice’s buoyancy, even a light breeze can send those frozen boulders sailing across the muddy bottom of the lakebed. Stones with rough bottoms leave straight tracks, while those with smooth bottoms drift and digress. Warmer months melt the ice and evaporate the water, leaving only the stones and their mysterious trails.

People can see these sailing stones in a few locations, including Little Bonne Claire Playa in Nevada and most famously, Death Valley’s Racetrack Playa.

Short Stories {5} ~ Dead Sea Love Intoxication With God

The Dead Sea, full of minerals and health rejuvenation, a salt lake bordered by Jordan to the east and Israel and the West Bank to the west lies within the Jordan Rift Valley, and its main tributary, the Jordan River. Dynamo, a head strong, workaholic of a man, was taking a break from his life as a top wall street banker in New York City.

Dynamo’s sea sickness was churning up his stomach whilst sailing in the midst of the ocean. For two days he had been drifting in the salty lake not having bearings of his location. Materialism had consumed his life, but he had forgetten one thing and that was his conscience. Dynamo had focused more on bringing his top of the range sunglasses than vital nesseccities. Pleading with God, Dynamo cried out, “God, I beg you to gift me a miracle, I beg you, I thought I had all the equipment with me, I failed again, now I am drifting as my whole life has been due to my devious ways.”

Dynamo mumbled incoherently, words no one could hear except God, with a lack of food, his consciousness was sinking into a semi-conscious delusional state.

Words seemingly coming out of no where sinking and blending into his brain waves almost taking over his physical vehicle in a trance boomed out. “Recovery tells a story, the way out of self-sabotage, is self-love but you don’t need to hit rock bottom to gain self-love. You just need to stop beating yourself up mentally. You’ve been trying to find me in cocaine, a plethora of drugs, women, prostitutes, cars, material possessions, in coffee, in cigarettes, in conversations and in your work yet you have not found me yet.”

God carried on. “If you’re wondering what your purpose is here on earth, I can give you the answer. You are here to find yourself. To embrace yourself. To be yourself. And in order to do all of that, you must love yourself. You see, at some point, we all experience a pivotal moment in our lives that has such a devastating effect that we lose a sense of our own worth.

“For you,” continued God, driving Dynamo’s consciousness, “it happened quite early. When I look back now, I can see that in your soul contract you lacked self-love from around the age of ten when your father became an alcoholic and mistreated you. The years that followed were tumultuous and you stripped away your true self and became less and less ‘you’ until you reached your mid-twenties and there wasn’t much left of you – you chose to sell your soul to banking. Find compassion for yourself Dyanmo, you endured severe trauma, you were trying to find me in them.

“Prior to starting the process of self-love, I had no idea that I was sabotaging myself so badly,” Dyanmo shivered. “If you would have asked me back then if I loved myself, I would have answered no, the truth was that I was battering myself from head-to-toe every day of my life. I wasn’t physically beating myself up, but in my mind, I was tormenting myself for not feeling good enough.”

“Become the hero of your own story,” God shouted. “I AM the hero of my own story,” cried Dynamo regaining his consciousness. A sickingly euphoric feeling melted his body and mind, the shore line was in sight. Dynamo navigated his boat towards the wooden planks before him breathing a deep sigh of relief. Overwhlemed with God’s love and wisdom, he came to the realisation that life was about service and love. Not only did he quit his job that day, he used his millions to build a rehabilitation centre in Jordan for orphans, the mentally troubled and the homeless. Revelation.

Love is you, love is within you, when you start to look inside you, you will find the love you have been yearning for. Always remember that the most important relationship that you will have in your life is with yourself. You are God, yet a fractal of it – paradoxes galore.. Find him in you.

~DiosRaw 04/04/21