Rocking My World of Rocks

-->

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?  :-)

An Urge to Write--Yes, YOU!

I've been telling people to journal for the last year.  And now, with my clients, I'm really insistent about it.  Here they are, doing the most important work ever--themSelves--and journaling is a key component of it.  Recording it, reviewing it, rewinding it, observing Self as it happens; all this happens with greater depth and breadth with journalling.  Writing it down regularly helps you step back a bit, get a bigger perspective; it also provides the opportunity for the reflection through which comes greater insight, greater understanding, even those flashes of sudden inspiration Oprah calls those "A Ha!" moments.

So that's why I always tell my clients to journal.  If you don't, you're missing 70% of the journey, I really believe that. 

BUT, why I think it's critical to journal now, is ... it's 2012, for God's sake.  Let me say right off the top, I'm not talking about the end of the world scenario doom & gloom that Hollywood delivers.  I'm talking about the end of many natural cycles that have long been prophesied to end with the advent of a golden age.

Just think for a moment, what if it's true?  What if there's even a sliver of a possibility that this isn't just another year?  What if things really change "out there?"  Pretend for a moment it is true.  Now pretend it's 20 years later, 2032, and your (great) grandchild asks you with all earnestness, "Gamps, what were you doing the year the world changed?"  And you think, you ponder, and what comes to you is that job you were struggling with, and the general demoralization with the socio/economic/political structures falling apart at the seams, and how you bought a new car that year ... but what was going on inside you, that's a blur.  You remember when It happened, and how you had to adjust to a whole new reality immediately, and how painful for western culture it was--but your own personal process is lost. 

Really?  You're going to let 2012 go by without recording it?  Because what I'm coming to believe is, what's inside is what 2012 is all about.  That's where it's really, mostly going to happen.  It's the internal limitations breaking; it's the precepts that we all think are real that have created a totally false world--that's what's falling apart and ending.  Who you are, what you know, what you think is true and real, and what is false, what your essence is, what you're made of ... all that is going to change. 

So write it down.  This is a moment in history that we've been waiting for a very long time. 
Write it down.

Harvard Study Confirms Fluoride Reduces Children's IQ

Harvard Study Confirms Fluoride Reduces Children's IQ

I have been a proponent of removing fluoride from our water supply forever.  I remember when my hometown, Middlebury, Vermont, started fluoridating our water, because my father was beyond furious.  He testified, he ranted and raved to the town's Powers That Be, begging them to not do this.  He was incredulous when they went ahead with their misguided decision.  And that's the day he started getting our family's drinking water from a spring up in the mountains.
I was in 4th grade at the time, and at school the next day, having listened to his horrified conversations with mom and friends, I looked up fluoride in the dictionary.  "A yellow-green poison" was the definition.  I became utterly baffled upon reading that.  Why any sane adult would choose to deliberately poison our water supply, I just could not comprehend.  (That definition is hidden further down the paragraph nowadays). 

Now, as an adult and having done years of research on that and many other topics related to health, food, etc., I know why.  It doesn't change the fact that it's wrong; I was so hopeful when the matter came up for a vote in the city of Burlington--last year, was it?  I was astonished that it didn't pass.  We're paying for it with our bodies, our health, and now, it turns out, our intelligence.  Well, most people are.  (Most tap filters do not remove fluoride, if you think that's saving you).  I choose not to. 

I drive up to the mountains to get good spring water for me and my family to consume.  It's ridiculous that I should have to--but many things about our culture are, these days.

For Goodness' Sake ...

As the spider weaves its web, it can catch both the good (an insect providing a tasty meal) and the bad (a bird that tears the web to bits).  As we navigate our days, make choices, turn corners, our lives form a thread that, together with the rest of Life, weaves a Web of reality.  What is your thread made of?

I aspire to weave goodness into my little corner of the Web. I know I fail miserably at times, but Goodness is the goal.

Goodness.
The impulse to do the right thing, to help when there's a need, to make life better for someone, somewhere, in some small way ...

We can see signs of goodness everywhere.  There's the obvious places; the Food Shelves, the homeless shelters, etc.  But in our own way, we each can create goodness as we walk through our days.  If we pay attention, more opportunities present themselves.

Walking to my healing space this morning from the parking garage, there was an enormous tractor trailer trying to back up from Cherry Street around the tight corner onto Church Street in Burlington.  A daunting task, to be sure, and the driver had to stop and pull ahead again to make a correction.  I watched as several men passing by stopped to help.  One was directing him from the front, another at the back, and the man picking up garbage on the street gave further help from the side.  Concern for their fellow Man just kicked in and they stepped up.

This past weekend I took my son to the A&W Root beer stand in Middlebury for a root beer float.  Of course, I couldn't resist the onion rings, nor my son the french fries and cheeseburger.  When our food came, she attached the tray to my car window and cheerfuly announced "$11.85."  I looked around for my wallet, and then sputtered with embarrassment when I realized I'd forgotten it at my friend's house down the road when we'd left.

"No problem," the young woman said.  "Eat your food while it's hot and then go get your purse."

So that's what we did, greatly appreciating the goodness in her that created a good situation out of a potentially unpleasant one.

Calling to check on a friend having a hard time, sending a card, lighting a candle with a special prayer, holding a door on the street for someone, or dropping a quarter in an expired meter (not your own) with the meter man coming down the block ... little bursts of goodness--random acts of kindness--can make the world spin a little more smoothly for someone, can strengthen the threads of the Web of Life.

Who can you share your goodness with today?   :-)

A Morning Moment at All Souls Interfaith

I love stormy days!

We've just been promised lots of lightning today--in my cosmic crystal world, that means, put your crystals outside! On your deck, lawn, patio, whatever you've got. They will be cleared TIMES A GODZILLION, they'll be energized and truly charged up with all that elemental/storm energy.

Then when you bring them back into your home--wow. Use the energy to Clear, Clear, Clear. What are you ready to let go of this week? Emotionally, mentally, physically ... use Nature's gift of the elements to enhance your ascension 2012 process of jettisoning what doesn't work, what isn't you or yours, what is getting in your way; let it all go, and make room for the new, the grand unfolding of the upgraded You you now get to align with, once you've created the space--your choice.

My brain on Life ...

This is my story, and I'm stickin' to it!