I love the little surprises you find on hikes and walks. Last year, I collected a couple of kilos of various "meaningful" stones and small rocks during my hikes in Eastern Tibet. Then I shipped them to myself in Chengdu. I have a "special" piece of quartz I picked up when I visited Yogaville for the first time in 2008. It rests in a silk pouch next to a polished ball of flourite, a packet of holy puja ash, and my rhudraksha meditation mala The silk pouch accompanies me where ever I live or travel.
Perhaps the smarter choice in collector items is a feather. Much more lightweight and packs flat. It started in Ganzi, when the grassland mountain near the glacier gifted me with an amazing Golden Eagle feather, equal to the length of my arm from shoulder socket to fingertips. In Melbourne, I couldn't help but pick up one or two brightly colored feather, lost from a King Parrot. Now, in Perth, I've collected neon greens, cerulean blues, and shy pinks from Roseas and Kookaburras, Australian Magpies, and who knows what else! Aren't they incredible!
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