Finally...

This week has been interesting. I guess really this could be said of any given week, right? I mean, afterall, we are able to find something interesting in every single week of each year... So, why did I say that about this past week?

Well, I was focused on amethyst.

This geode might not seem that big but it is large, AND heavy.  my hand and forearm fits in this, so as you can now guess you simply don't see the length of it. Regardless, it sits on the top shelf of my desk. I've placed several significant items in it.

~ my shaman's crystal (the rounded one), which sits on a plate of
~ lepidolite, and beside this
~ a very smooth stone from a sacred pool in Brazil, which pool? I don't know, it was a gift.

Behind these is a photo of the cursing stones in Sligo, Ireland, and wrapped around the photo is a healing string taken from the healer's peg found in the center of the stones... it's used to wrap around broken bones, fractures, and sprains.  On top of these I place a bloodstone.

A fascinating history surrounds these healing threads and the cursing stones.

Back in 2007, during the sacred pilgrimage that year, we searched for these stones and actually drove right past them. We stopped at the next farmhouse we came upon, about 1/4 mile down the road, only to learn the family that lived there were actually the current caretakers of these stones.  Caretakers were generational, handed down from one family to the next to tend the stones and make sure they were always turned right, that no one had crept into the graveyard during the night and put a curse on someone.  Powerful magic those stones. The healing threads were just as old a practice... and as the old man instructed, I put a new thread around the stone peg in offering and to keep the supply there before removing one of the older ones.  The one I took was a bit of a shoelace... made me laugh at the time, but it works. Since 2007 I have used this thread 4 times on various friends, students and clients, and each time the person went back to their doctor for the follow-up visit, the doctors were always amazed at how quickly their injury was healing. So, they work.

Ok, now, aren't you curious WHY I titled this blog post "Finally" ?  *laughs*

Look who I took a photo of today?

Tristan Shane Reidling

Yep, that's our 18 year old son... soon to be 19! OMG, but don't they grow-up fast!  However, he's on his way out to hang-out with friends (as usual), and when I asked, "Will you be having dinner with us tonight?"  I was given a one word answer.

I bet you can already guess that answer, so I'm not going to even write it, I'll show you the result of that answer.

And, NO, I didn't give him any money. He actualy found that in his jacket pocket. *sighs*  Fair enough.  Off he goes, into his life that will continue to take him away more and more and ... oneday, well, he won't call our home his home. Ugh! Amazing how that inevitable reality gives me a little chest pain!  *smiles softly*