“Each stone carries its own journey.
It begins deep in the earth, untouched, moving slowly through time. Along the way it passes through many hands, many places, many moments—until one day it reaches mine. For a time I become its caretaker, and it rests among other stones in my collection, waiting.
Where it goes next is not something I decide.
The stone already knows.
When it finds its way to you, the path continues.
You become part of its story, just as it becomes part of yours.”
— Ras Tree
“Each stone carries its own journey.
It begins deep in the earth, untouched, moving slowly through time. Along the way it passes through many hands, many places, many moments—until one day it reaches mine. For a time I become its caretaker, and it rests among other stones in my collection, waiting.
Where it goes next is not something I decide.
The stone already knows.
When it finds its way to you, the path continues.
You become part of its story, just as it becomes part of yours.”
— Ras Tree