Though I could always communicate with Rocks and metals or better said "Communicate with them or commune with them" I never had rocks actually speak to me until the early 1980s while I was sweating in a Native American Sweat Lodge with Charlie Thom (a Karuk Medicine man sometimes called Red Hawk).
When the rocks actually spoke to me around Garrapata State Beach on the way to Big Sur in Northern California on the coast I was really surprised. Later when I returned to Mt. Shasta and we were sweating north of Lake Siskiyou in a wild area near where the Sacramento River enters Lake Siskiyou (one of the places) I asked Charlie Thom about the rocks talking to me at Garrapata State Beach on a cliff top.
He said that his people had been inviting the Rock people into their sweat lodges for thousands of years and so speaking to the rock people like Family was normal for his tribe. So, I had a useful context to put this into.
Later I realized I also had the affinity to speak with metals mined from ores from rocks. So, I began telepathing with Cars and planes and ships and everything else made of metal and I learned many interesting things which often saved my life and the life of my family by doing this.
By God's Grace
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