*A NEW SCIENTIST BEST BOOK OF 2025* 'In this poetic and heartfelt journey through deep time, geologist Anjana Khatwa braids scientific knowledge and traditional stories to bring alive the lessons that rock both keeps and tells us - if only we know how to listen.' Robert Macfarlane, author of Is a River Alive? 'Anjana Khatwa writes science in poetry.She bridges worlds with her words. I'll never touch rocks in the same way again.' Dan Snow 'With head, heart and soul, Anjana Khatwa nudges us towards a better understanding of and respect for rocks.' Tracy Chevalier
From the sacred stones of Stonehenge to the rose red city of Petra, from towering mountains to the smallest grains of sand, rocks have had a profound influence on human life.
Anjana Khatwa, an award-winning earth scientist and TV presenter, has dedicated much of her life to geology. Here she tells us in beautifully descriptive writing how rocks have been shaped over the eons-but also how they have shaped us.
Boldly alternating between modern science and ancient lore, Khatwa takes us on an exhilarating journey through deep time from bursting volcanoes in the Andes to the wonder of the Dorset coastline, while honouring the Indigenous stories that have brought the land alive over the millennia.
She also explores how connecting with the earth has guided her through the toughest times and offers the hope of reconnection with the earth and its stories-if only we open ourselves to hear the wisdom in its whispers.
Unless you are a geologist or a quarryman, most people don’t think about rocks at all during their day. I know I am one of those people. I may take more notice when out and about, but then we’re spoilt here on the Jurassic coast. Rocks are the very foundation of our planet, our homes and our cities. They have been venerated by our ancestors for millennia too, hence why Anjana starts this book at some of the most famous rocks in the world, Stonehenge.
Why these stones were erected in this way and for what purpose, we will never really know, though modern archaeology and theories have gained a little insight into the Stone Age mind. We do know the use of some of the stone artefacts left behind, though. These tools were made by Mesolithic humans and are instantly recognisable as the shape and functions are still valid today. There is a photo of a beautiful banded gneiss mace head found in the Thames in the book. The rock it was made from is 2.7 billion years old.
That is quite an age for a rock; however, the oldest rock on Earth discovered so far is 4.4 billion years old. This fact staggered me, as this must have been one of the first rocks to solidify from lava. The zircon in the rock acts as a record of how old they are and allows scientists to look back in time. The ancient gneiss of Canada is found in more than its geological records. The rock can be found in the creation stories and rituals of the First Nation people there. Continental drift was originally proposed as a theory in the early 20th century, but it was first proven in 1957 and is now known as plate tectonics. The speed of movement is mm per year for the fastest plates and almost no movement for others. Except for some that then, when they do move, go so quickly that it causes earthquakes and tsunamis and are a reminder that for all man’s mastery over the planet, we’re only here for a short time, and our existence is very short compared to the rocks beneath our feet.
Indigenous people coped with this natural onslaught by performing rituals to Mother Earth. Seeing the planet as a female is very common in these cultures; Gaia, Bhumi Deu and Pachamama are just three examples. Their creation stories go some way to explaining the seismic activity in these areas that the local population could understand. The ancient reverence that the New Zealand people have for a rock called Pounamu is carried forward to the rugby team, who have a Māori stone that all players touch before a game. A similar reverence for Mother Earth, but with very different rituals, can be found in her own faith, Hinduism. Mother Bhumi is the earth goddess who must be treated with due respect and not be injured by people’s labour. Rock has a timeless quality about it; probably because geological time is on a completely different scale to human time. Our three score and ten is a mere blink of an eye compared to 55 million years or longer.
Walking into a tomb in the Valley of the Kings in Egypt is walking deep into the past. Not just the historical elements, the hieroglyphs and the way that the tomb was carved from the rock, but the limestone rock itself has its own story to tell. Rocks can bring trouble to people, too, not just from falling on people. There is arsenic present in the Himalayas, and the silt that washes down to Bangladesh causes all manner of health problems. The discovery of gold in the West of America caused the obliteration of a number of First Nation tribes in the region because of greed. The rock that started Khatwa on her geological journey came from a volcano in the Tsavo National Park over three decades ago. She picked up this vesicular basalt whilst on a family holiday and from that moment on was hooked on rocks and has made a career from it. These deadly natural phenomena are some of the most dramatic natural processes of geology we can see in certain places around the world. The closest I have knowingly been to a volcano was when on holiday in Sicily. We didn’t get to go and see Etna, whilst there, maybe another day. If you want to have red hot rocks thrown at you, then the place to go is Iceland; genuinely the land of ice and fire.
Being classed as a space invader is not a reference to a slightly rubbish game of the 1980s, but a phrase that she is told about as she walks through the Chilterns. It is a phrase that hang heavily with her as she goes on to write about the way that colonial invaders have taken over land and resources in Brazil and other parts of South America and the efforts that the indigenous people are taking to push back and reclaim what is rightfully theirs.
Sedimentary rocks are formed from organic matter or minerals that have collected in a depression. As layers form above them, they are crushed and become rock. This process takes millions of years, but the formations that it creates are magnificent. Khatwa is in Petra looking at the rocks there, they are multicoloured, with strips of yellow, pink, white and orange, and are a thing of beauty. Leaving Petra through the narrow gorge of Siq is an experience that she has never had before; the way that the light flows around the rock is exquisite. The Arches National Park in America is home to a number of First Nation Tribes who consider the landscapes as portals. The photos in the book only hint at how stunning they are. The reverence that they hold for the arches shows a deep spiritual dimension for the place and the rocks from which they are created from. Sadly, this often clashes with the Western view that can only see these as a source of income and possible scientific gain.
She is searching for fossils on the beautiful beaches of West Dorset. They get lucky and find an ammonite and the vertebra of an ichthyosaur. Both have been in and become part of the rocks for millions of years. Even though I have looked on the same beaches a few times, I still haven’t found either yet! Rocks have been a constant in her life, as well as giving her qualifications and a career; they helped her get through a traumatic breakup when she was a young mother. Rocks also undergo traumatic changes during their incredibly long life spans as they are absorbed into the crust and subjected to massive temperatures and pressures. These forces change their structure and composition to become something better and stronger after. We can have a similar recovery from life events, becoming more resilient after them.
Mountains are large and immovable objects, and people tend to see them as indestructible. They are, but also they aren’t. Something as simple as water can break them; constant freezing and thawing over countless years cracks the mountain into boulders, stone and sand, and couple that with erosion, then they do not stand a chance with geological time. Sometimes the roots of these once great mountains are the only things left. New York is an example, and the grey slate quarries in the Welsh hills are two that she explores in the book. Erratics are those boulders that are found on the surface but are utterly different to the underlying bedrock. Nobody really knew how they had got there, so all sorts of folkloric stories were invented to explain how they arrived there. Most of them had some variation of the devil throwing them, but there are other local variations. The real explanation is much simpler: glaciers carried these enormous stones to their new resting places, but it took quite a while for science to work it out. I must admit I don’t think about rocks a huge amount. I like looking at them when we are out and about, particularly the rocks along the beautiful Jurassic Coast in my home county. I am always a little concerned about how long the cliffs are going to last at West Bay, though.
What Khatwa does in this book is to blend the hard science of geology with the softer, more human story and how indigenous people have seen the rocks in their landscapes as an almost living entity. The rocks have whispered their own stories to the people that lived around them, and they, in turn, have made them central to their culture.
One generation of rock equals many, many generations of humans, but in a kind of strange way, the collective memory of humans overlaps the rock era. What I liked most about this book is that it opened my eyes to a new way of looking and thinking about the way humans have and need to co-exist with the landscapes around them in this only planet we have. I thought this was well worth reading.
Dr. Khatwa did an amazing job creating a book that's part science report, part memoir, and part travelogue. Her accounts of history, especially those of Native American communities, were written well and approached concepts like imperialism respectfully while still evoking emotion in the reader. Her love for geology comes through in every chapter as she discusses the reflection of humanity in the face of stone. I did find the narration to be a little choppy at times, and the chapter topics did appear a little repetitive. I was also a little skeptical about her spiritual approaches to geology, but her explanations of cultural history and storytelling made perfect sense in the context of the book. Anyone interested in geology and history from historically marginalized perspectives will find a contemplative and fascinating corner of the literary world in this book. Thank you so much to NetGalley and Basic Books for the eARC!
Accessible Earth Science for any level of interest
This book is extremely well researched, thoughtfully woven together and changed my thinking & understanding and I feel a better person. I thoroughly enjoyed the conversational narrative which made academic research accessible and understandable with brilliant metaphors. Anjana weaves a range of disciplines within Science, creative arts and First Nation - Indigenous theology. Anjana orientates the reader through time and place as well as sharing her own deeply personal reflections. This book is essentially an exploration of belonging, connection and respect.
Anjana shows us that Geology is an evolving, breathing science pertinent to past, present and future. It's an exciting & evolving facet of Earth Science.
This book shows the importance of interdisciplinary knowledge, relationships and respect.
The Whispers of Rock is an excellent read for people considering a career and undergraduate study as well amateurs like myself or experienced professionals.
The author evidently has a lot of issues she is trying to work through related to her biography and ethnicity, but it is a shame she has chosen this form to do it. The credulity with which she treats any ossified superstition she can get her hands on (with one notable exception) and the remarkable degree of anthropomorphising of rocks she practises are staggering. When you add this to the absence of any mention of traditions of awe or holistic science or practice within the Euro-American tradition and eg her resent that most people in Dorset are white, this becomes distasteful.
Very little is done in the way of making the case for 'indigenous ways of knowing', with most of the rhetorical emphasis assuming that what she relates will resonate emotionally with the reader. She claims that her approach redresses the imbalance that modern western science is built on - the dichotomisation of the natural and human worlds - yet instead of interrogating this she not only accepts it but seems to vindicate it by the absurd lengths to which she has to go - cataloguing subaltern folk tales and blatantly projecting emotions specific to her - to fulfil this goal.
Given the clear relevance of her disturbed emotions to her account, it is rather galling that she pathologises dissent as 'discomfort' or 'anxiety' - and suggests that this might be because of a fear of Biblical anti-evolutionism. Which rather begs the question: if the 'indigenous' are allowed their ridiculous superstitions, why aren't Biblical-literalist Christians?
Author Anjana Khatwa is an award-winning earth scientist, TV presenter and has dedicated much of her life to geology. In her debut novel, The Whispers of Rock, subtitled Stories from the Earth, she talks about the origins of rocks, how they shape the world we live in and our connection to them. Khatwa’s passion for geology is more than just a history lesson, she describes how rocks hold power — they connect us to the Earth, our ancestors and if we are open to listening they can show us so much more. It’s a book to be treasured. She starts off at one of the most famous sites in the world — Stonehenge — where many have gathered for a summer solstice celebration. “Although the rules say the stones are not to be touched, on this summer solstice no-one appears to be following them. “Some rest their foreheads on the rocks, eyes closed in deep contemplation. “Others, with arms outstretched, press their bodies up against standing monoliths, embracing them like a long-lost love.” She visits many famous sites and temples, sharing her knowledge with readers on what makes the rocks from that area so special or why they ended up in common use around homes, such as slate tiles or granite countertops. Khatwa shares how ancient civilisations built their homes into rock and developed intricate water systems — some of which cannot be recreated to this day. She tells of volcanic soils in Kenya that produce a full-bodied coffee far superior to ones farmed in acidic soils. But in other parts of the world, weathering of rocks has led to an accumulation of arsenic in rice paddy fields. Khatwa tells how many indigenous people have been forced off their lands because of greed in wanting the minerals from the Earth or the ground itself to develop. In recent years, many artefacts have had to be returned to communities, but some museums are still refusing to play nice. As people are forced away, we lose connection to the area and all the stories that have been passed down through many generations, she says. “The knowledge and practice of indigenous people should not be seen as a countermeasure to discourses in Western science. “I believe it should be accepted as an equal body of thinking that imbues earth science with relevance, purpose and meaning. “At a more personal level, drawing these two entities together opens your heart and mind to the whispers of rock.” “The beauty of earth science is that wherever you are, whether that is in a city or out in the countryside, you are never far from rock. “Even a momentary glance at a granite paving slab beneath your feet or clutching that limestone pebble you picked up on the beach last summer is enough to let their whispers speak to your soul.”
Quite disappointed by this book I was so excited for. It has so much potential to be a wondrous, poetic journey, but truly fell short of the mark. It rambles all over the place doing a disservice to both the science and the mystical experience. In many instances, the geological explanations reinforce common misconceptions (e.g. that subducting plates disintegrate, or that metamorphosis involves wholesale melting of rocks) and the “whispers” range from pedestrian to infantile. I was hoping for something far more moving and inspirational. Instead, I got a cobbled together collection of the author’s personal thoughts and experiences, mashed together with things she’s read or watched.
An enjoyable and unusual book about rock. The book embraces western science and the author’s geologist perspective together with indigenous knowledge and culture about rock formations on their lands. An interesting and intriguing perspective I thoroughly enjoyed. Thank you to the author. Thank you to #netgalley and the publisher for an ARC.
An excellent book looking at what could be a very dry subject (we are talking rocks here) in the most imaginative way.
Ms Khatwa has such an infectious enthusiasm for her subject, and the implications as to how we humans have lived our lives often shaped by rock, that you find youself learning new things without even thinking about it.
It was not what I expected, but this was really interesting. I enjoyed the stories that included specific rocks. I look forward to finding the audiobook so I can process and remember more.