I’ve been having more fun with my rocks lately!
That’s probably not something you hear too often. But, being a rock lover and mineral
collector and crystal healer, that’s actually my job description. Cool, huh?
(The following is not a digression, because working with
rocks means working with energy.)
Because this is 2012, and it is
such a phenomenon energetically, any energy work one indulges in these days
reaps bigger and sometimes surprising results/benefits. (Search this blog for Superwave
2012 for that background.)
So I’ve been working with stones, meditating with their
frequencies, playing with running my own energies through them, and really
enjoying the effects. It’s just
more; more energizing, more uplifting, more expanding and illuminating. Way better than therapy, because it’s
just a more intimate understanding and experience of me, who I am and what my frequency is. This kind of energy work offers a
really beautiful process of self-knowing and self-exploration, through this
energetic communion with the stones.
This practice has led to some interesting insight and
revelations. Tihis morning, for
instance, as I was working with a beautiful crystal cluster (channeling
clearing through it, as I hadn’t worked with it in a few months), I began
remembering a conversation I’d had recently with a fellow cosmician. We were sitting in my healing space,
surrounded by the stones I work with, and she mentioned how she used to feel,
in the beginning of her spiritual path, about rocks being taken out of the
earth. She didn’t like it, and
sometimes expressed her opinion vociferously.
I have heard that same sentiment from others over the years,
and I shared it myself, very long ago.
But, as I explained to my friend, as I worked with stones, I realized
very quickly that they wanted to be here amongst us humans to work with us,
that they had their work to do here, and there was a reason they were mined up
out of the earth, to play their role in the human experience happening here on
the surface.
These meandering thoughts, as I sat in bed this morning with
a cup of hot tea, led me to my new relationship with Gaia that has developed
this year. My sense and awareness
of her being-ness, her consciousness—her personality, if you will—has delighted
me, and really expanded my Understanding of Her and her role as our
Mother. I was imagining the veins
of minerals running through her crust, rather like the human nervous system,
different types of stones prevalent in different areas of the world,
concentrating various frequencies in particular places; Brazil, with its
veritable gluttony of mineral riches, Arkansas with its quartz, South Africa
with its gold and diamonds, Columbia with its emeralds … what that means
energetically, is something interesting to ponder.
And I imagined the small mines around the world that are
operated by individuals who lovingly coax the stones out of the earth,
receiving them with gratitude, as our mother Earth feeding us, nourishing us as
a new mother feeds the milk from her breast to her newborn babe. In contrast, the mammoth-scale mining
operations that, without consciousness or prayer, tear apart the earth and rend
it deep in their thirst for copper, as in Arizona, coal in the east, as a
botched surgery, the tailings bleeding down the mountainsides, leaving an
undeniable trail of Her suffering. Although I still think she gives it willingly, a mother giving
in to her petulant toddler.
Random, rocky thoughts on a Tuesday …
I shall use my stones to heal and fulfill, nourish and
support today. What will yours do
for you? :-)
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