this is the only kind of love, as i understand it, that there really is
Tonight I ran off to a Private Crystals Show & Sale that I was invited to by one of my RCG sisters, from another friend/colleague of theirs who recently returned from Peru and Argentina. It struck my fancy and so I thought I would take up the offer and brave brand new people and amazing, homemade Indian Food. Full of amazing dinner talk about so many religious and theosophy and so much else. I was enraptured.
After an hour or two of great food and even better talk, we adjourned to the main room and dug into everything.
An example of the like twelve table trays
The boxes and bags all over the floor
I handle probably hundreds of stones before the things I would buy jumped out at me. I looked over things wondering what I wanted, or if I did. Searching for things for certain people in my life. Certain stones and shapes, pendulums, pendants and endless assortments of jewelry or wands or geometric sets.
I knew the moment the piece came out that was mine. I literally felt my heart shiver from across the room the moment I saw it. And then the moment it landed in my hands it was like the center of my palm was filled with sunshine. And even though I handed it off to the 'ohhing' group it was pretty much mine, in my eyes as well as half of them from that second forward.
The heart is made of Red Salt from deep in the Himalayas in Pakistan, which gives it this amazing almost pink and white almost rose quartz-like appearance, and carved out to hold a candle in the center to make it a salt lamp. I am quite deeply in love with this thing, to the point i probably would have even paid the retail price if he'd wanted.
Around this second picture of it are the tiny rose quartz hearts, bearing the "Love," that I picked up to give out as gifts tomorrow morning to each of the other facilitators teaching the Heart Chakra path at my side. Which for the duration of now until then is, yes, why this post is locked, so the surprise won't get out.
I brought it home and it's sitting on my desk holding a spell for the night now, for tomorrow morning. Flickering away with this tiny light of brilliance just barely cresting the top of its little hole, while the stunning majesty of the pink holds it flaring all around. Deep and true and still.
After an hour or two of great food and even better talk, we adjourned to the main room and dug into everything.
An example of the like twelve table trays
The boxes and bags all over the floor
I handle probably hundreds of stones before the things I would buy jumped out at me. I looked over things wondering what I wanted, or if I did. Searching for things for certain people in my life. Certain stones and shapes, pendulums, pendants and endless assortments of jewelry or wands or geometric sets.
I knew the moment the piece came out that was mine. I literally felt my heart shiver from across the room the moment I saw it. And then the moment it landed in my hands it was like the center of my palm was filled with sunshine. And even though I handed it off to the 'ohhing' group it was pretty much mine, in my eyes as well as half of them from that second forward.
The heart is made of Red Salt from deep in the Himalayas in Pakistan, which gives it this amazing almost pink and white almost rose quartz-like appearance, and carved out to hold a candle in the center to make it a salt lamp. I am quite deeply in love with this thing, to the point i probably would have even paid the retail price if he'd wanted.
Around this second picture of it are the tiny rose quartz hearts, bearing the "Love," that I picked up to give out as gifts tomorrow morning to each of the other facilitators teaching the Heart Chakra path at my side. Which for the duration of now until then is, yes, why this post is locked, so the surprise won't get out.
I brought it home and it's sitting on my desk holding a spell for the night now, for tomorrow morning. Flickering away with this tiny light of brilliance just barely cresting the top of its little hole, while the stunning majesty of the pink holds it flaring all around. Deep and true and still.