jolie_amethyst
I thought I'd put this here because this place is the only group in my life who won't immediately think I need my meds adjusted because I spent twenty minutes talking to a rock.
So, in my yard sits a petrified wood boulder. I'm not kidding--it's at least a three-man rock, the previous owner brought it back from who knows where, and couldn't find a strong enough crew to remove it when he sold the house. (He did try!) It had been kind of a crappy morning; woke up out of sorts & fuzzy-headed, fell back asleep & had a nightmare, which of course made it worse. I rummaged around this part of the site for a while & found a bit on cleansing tones, which actually helped a surprising amount. But it wasn't enough.
And then, out of nowhere, I decided to go talk to the rock.
Laying my hand on it, I didn't sense anything beyond a tremendous feeling of age, but unlike many here, I often don't pick up energies. I just tend to notice their effects. I sat there & marveled at the striations, dusted off a bit of leaf litter, and apologized that I hadn't paid it much attention in the last year or two.
And knowing that a move is in the cards in the next year to eighteen months, I told it that I intended to take it with me when I sell, unless it objects before then. It's going to cost a fortune, but I won't leave it behind if it's willing to come.
I didn't receive an answer, just sitting there with my hand on it, drinking in the scents of damp pine and cedar, and just a hint of blackberry, a promise of the fruit that will arrive on nearby vines in late summer.
But for the rest of the afternoon, I felt calmer & more grounded. It was only later that I thought to look up the properties of petrified wood and realized that, yep, it had done it's job. And I'm making a note to spend more time with it going forward.
Anyone else partial to this stone?
I've attached a pic of a bare handspan or so of my friend. I need to put something next to it to really get a sense of scale next time!
So, in my yard sits a petrified wood boulder. I'm not kidding--it's at least a three-man rock, the previous owner brought it back from who knows where, and couldn't find a strong enough crew to remove it when he sold the house. (He did try!) It had been kind of a crappy morning; woke up out of sorts & fuzzy-headed, fell back asleep & had a nightmare, which of course made it worse. I rummaged around this part of the site for a while & found a bit on cleansing tones, which actually helped a surprising amount. But it wasn't enough.
And then, out of nowhere, I decided to go talk to the rock.
Laying my hand on it, I didn't sense anything beyond a tremendous feeling of age, but unlike many here, I often don't pick up energies. I just tend to notice their effects. I sat there & marveled at the striations, dusted off a bit of leaf litter, and apologized that I hadn't paid it much attention in the last year or two.
And knowing that a move is in the cards in the next year to eighteen months, I told it that I intended to take it with me when I sell, unless it objects before then. It's going to cost a fortune, but I won't leave it behind if it's willing to come.
I didn't receive an answer, just sitting there with my hand on it, drinking in the scents of damp pine and cedar, and just a hint of blackberry, a promise of the fruit that will arrive on nearby vines in late summer.
But for the rest of the afternoon, I felt calmer & more grounded. It was only later that I thought to look up the properties of petrified wood and realized that, yep, it had done it's job. And I'm making a note to spend more time with it going forward.
Anyone else partial to this stone?
I've attached a pic of a bare handspan or so of my friend. I need to put something next to it to really get a sense of scale next time!