over the weekend i took a crystal grid-making class.  i learned sacred shapes, most productive forms, and combinations of stones that can help emphasis specific goals.

what i learned this weekend, besides some solid grid techniques and patterns, is how much i love apophyllite and calcite rock families.  apophyllite always follows me around, and now i recognize how wonderful this is!  it’s guiding me, offering me love and protection in my physical and astral space.  what a gift!  as for calcites, i appreciate the texture and the array of colors.  it’s such a balancing stone family, that there is a calcite for pretty much anything.

as i sit at my desk, i have my main three (as of recently) that i carry: nuumite (new!—and so necessary), astrophyllite (remembering why he’s so important about synchronicities and positive fortune), and moldavite (my love).  they are helping me work on me daily, and make new strides.  since moldavite has entered my life in january the progress i have made is staggering.  but now it’s getting to the root of what challenges i continue to clear out so that i can be the open, communicative, good person i want to be—for now, and for life.  being a good person means recognizing the value and importance of one’s self so that you can be fully engaged in the world around you.  from relationships, to plants, to work, to the future, and the guide of understanding history so that mistakes can be remedied or prevented.  i want to feel connected synergistically to all that’s around me, and share a gift of loyalty and kindness to those i encounter.  in order to do that, i have to clear out bad patterns that trap myself in the same mistakes.  time to put on my adult pants and clearly identify and deal with the problems so that i move forward. 

Next to me on my work desk is a strong circle grid anchored in the center with this rosy, nearly completely opaque carnelian.  around it from 12 o’clock clockwise: a hunk of rose quartz at the top, blue/green dendritic agate, my professional citrine, a shard of datalite that i love, my untumbled lapis, and finally, clear calcite.  what do you think of this combination?

kimnovaks:

Jayne Mansfield in “The Girl Can’t Help It”

“The man is going only by his first name in court and is not being named by The Associated Press because of the sexual nature of the attack.”

I understand why this MALE victim of horrific sexual assault gets to remain annonymous, but the girl from Ohio or Connecticut or whatever had her video of her rape(S!) by HER PEERS shwon all over the place, and then she was shamed, and her rapists got to go free.  This enrages me.  The double standard is NOT ok, and I AM SICK OF SEEING IT EVERYWHERE.  Men’s rights=protected.  Women’s rights=slanderously displayed for media’s sick enjoyment and perpetuation of gender inequality.

socialismartnature:

Martin Richard, the 8-yr-old boy who was killed when two bombs detonated at the Boston Marathon, had recently made a sign in his class which expressed his feelings of sadness at the violence that took the life of Trayvon Martin.

Today, Trayvon Martin’s parents sent a message of support to Richard’s family, one grieving family to another.

While FOX News and GOP bigots spout their hatred against Muslims and immigrants in the wake of this tragedy (despite the fact that we do not yet know anything about who or what group was behind the bombing), here we see two families victimized by violence and hatred, reaching across racial and geographical space to express mutual solidarity, understanding, and compassion …

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Our hearts are broken over the tragedy in Boston yesterday. Our family sends our sincerest condolences to all of those who have been affected by this terrible situation.  We especially would like to send a message to the family of eight year old, Martin Richard.  We have come to understand that the peace sign that Martin is holding in a photo being circulated throughout the media, was created in response to a lesson by his teacher about the death of our son and the issue of violence. From our family to yours’, we are praying for you, thinking about you and will remember your son for the rest of our lives.

~Sybrina Fulton and Tracy Martin

Sometimes when I dream, I sense a part of me that’s missing. It’s a strange feeling having your heart remember something your mind can not.

the-blog-formerly-known-as:

Mount Rainier Tarn at Sunrise by Chip Phillips