Every day, priests minutely examine the Law And endlessly chant complicated sutras. Before doing that, though, they should learn How to read the love letters sent by the wind and rain, the snow and moon.
Thought I’d post a pic of one of my favourite crystals, a Violet Flame amethyst elestial point from the Hart Ranges in the Northern Territory of Australia.In elestial crystals, the points are flattened into layers.
I saw this on Ebay Australia while I was living in Pingelly, on the Western Australian wheatbelt to the east of Perth, and just knew that it was mine. So yes, I was successful in the auction and the amethyst point (which is huge) has accompanied me to northern New South Wales, Victoria, the mid-north coast of New South Wales, and now Cyprus.
I’ve been off with the fairies in a sewing frenzy these past few days.
Last winter I managed to drop some liquids on a favourite black dress which left pale stains. I also leaned against the gas fire and managed to singe my favourite pair of black pants. So I ordered some sew-on, embroidered patches from China (which arrived very promptly), including some extra patterns, and then set about hiding the various stains and singeing.
As one of the patches I ordered was a nice bright red, I sewed that onto a rather boring black, long-sleeved tee-shirt. Then I added a purple/green patch to the black dress (which took ages as the pattern was quite complex and a lot of stitching was involved), and finally added a purple/green patch to my black trousers.
Finally I altered the sleeves on two t-shirts I’d ordered from an on-line supplier, Rose Wholesale, so the arm-holes fitted better. It was a bit more complicated than I thought, but I managed to remain very patient and finally got the arm-holes fixed.
I enjoy sewing although I remain somewhat surprised at this as I hated embroidery and knitting at the Catholic primary school convent I attended, and hated the extremely old-fashioned domestic science lessons we had at grammar school. I’m now, however, quite a dab hand at altering clothes to fit me although my husband’s always rather alarmed when I start hacking at clothes I’ve just bought and I have to reassure him I’m altering them so they fit me properly!
I also enjoy sewing as it’s a meditative practice for me. I can let go of the outside world, focus on the sewing, enjoy the quiet and contemplation, but also enjoy the presence of my dogs keeping me company. In the afternoon the German pointer we are fostering, Luis (formerly Red Ned but now with a German moniker as in early November he’s off to Berlin), lies with his head on my lap fast asleep. And in the evenings our Border Collie, Maggie Mae, lies fast asleep with her head on my lap.
It is deeply satisfying and a place of serenity and peace, away from all the mayhem in the world today. Here are pics of my serenity sewing as I call it:
Way back when I lived in Woodenbong, on the far north border of New South Wales, I ordered a wooden box for my essential oils. It was well-made, heavy and great for my oils until we moved to North Cyprus. I pulled out the partitions and packed all my jewellery inside as it was so sturdy, and used a plastic box to hold my oils.
And then a couple of weeks ago I saw someone decorating woodwork and though it was time to cheer up my wooden box which was very plain indeed. I had been using it for jewellery but, as with the essential oils, my jewellery decamped to a plastic box.
I painted my box purple (what else????) but found a brush didn’t provide proper cover so used a sponge which really did the trick. Then I dabbed on some pink glittery paint blobs. I had just received in the post some sew-one patches to hide holes and stains on clothes I love and really can’t throw away, but missed putting away a white butterfly patch which one of my dogs chewed. I managed to salvage the remnants and they went on top of my box along with bits of jewellery I’ve collected over the years and various stick-on decorations.
The catch on the box has been decorated with a pendant by my artist friend, Tammy Vitale. I thought having something with “Live, Laugh, Love” on it, blessed the intent of my box and also re-affirmed for me the power of friendship with so many lovely people around the world.
So now I have a Magickal Blessings Box in which I put all sorts of odds and sods which have personal meanings for me, or remind me of grace in my life.
WordPress is playing silly buggers at present – I always return the favour of checking out people’s blogs if they’ve liked mine or followed my blog. I consider it a courtesy to read posts, let the author I’ve enjoyed their writings via the “like” button, and if they’ve followed my blog I return the favour.
However, in the past few days, when I’ve tried to “like” a post, I get a blank square flash up on the left, and nothing else happens. I’ve tried to follow blogs, only to have WordPress come up with repeated requests to log in, and nothing happens as a result. I’ve logged in to one blog, gone to another and found I have to log in again. OR WordPress won’t let me follow at all.
So if you have, in recent times, either “liked” one or more of my posts, or you have following my blog, and you don’t have any contact from me, my apologies and blame WordPress for their shenanigans!
The photo below has no relevance whatsoever to my post, I just love the pic!