Of rocks and prayers
Yesterday, after a couple of hours of reading a book called "Traumatic Stress", I decided that
womanofsalt's worry stone idea really was brilliant. So zipped over to Aquarius and found a moss agate and aventurine. Both are right on target for what I need. I can't say if I have any real belief in the properties of rocks. I like the idea...but don't have any particular faith per se. The act of getting the rocks and intentionally girding myself on the other hand feels quite effective and I'll take any over flow medicinals from the rocks if it's there for the having.
Rather than go with my normal night time prayer routine I decided to make it much more personal. Handing off the things I have no control/impact on and asking a boon at the same time. I realized that there should be an offering for such a bold request and was grateful to discover some hard cider still in our fridge... so some time before midnight last night I finished my prayers at the tree near the crossroads in front of our house and poured out my offering.
With the rocks under my pillow, prayers and offerings made... I slept soundly and blessedly without nightmares for the first time in days.
Blessed Be.
womanofsalt's worry stone idea really was brilliant. So zipped over to Aquarius and found a moss agate and aventurine. Both are right on target for what I need. I can't say if I have any real belief in the properties of rocks. I like the idea...but don't have any particular faith per se. The act of getting the rocks and intentionally girding myself on the other hand feels quite effective and I'll take any over flow medicinals from the rocks if it's there for the having.
Rather than go with my normal night time prayer routine I decided to make it much more personal. Handing off the things I have no control/impact on and asking a boon at the same time. I realized that there should be an offering for such a bold request and was grateful to discover some hard cider still in our fridge... so some time before midnight last night I finished my prayers at the tree near the crossroads in front of our house and poured out my offering.
With the rocks under my pillow, prayers and offerings made... I slept soundly and blessedly without nightmares for the first time in days.
Blessed Be.