Crystals En Regalia

Namaste, and greetings. This post is a simple tribute to the beauty of crystals. All the above pics were taken in 2004, using an early digital camera. As flowers grow from soil, crystals grow from stone. Crystals remind me of the parable of the lilies of the valley,  “Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his glory was adorned like one of these.…”

When we ponder the many ways that crystals come into being, we can gain insights that will enhance our appreciation for all of creation. From atoms to devas, to crystals, to rainbows, to galaxies, to angels. We stand in the very centre of infinite creation. We are one with all, and all is one with us. According to Rudolph Steiner, the world is crystallised from the consciousness of the highest angelic beings, who give off their energetic and etheric substance to form the matrix of all things on earth.* So with all these deep connections that the intuitive mind makes when pondering the world within, and the understanding of how minerals, with their perfect atomic geometry, are connected to the workings of our bodies, our appreciation of the great divine mystery, felt deeply within the silence of our central selves, is enhanced with ever more heartfelt appreciation and gratitude.

Since our previous post, Amanda, Luke, and I were stricken with the latest flu strain that is rampaging everywhere. They have more or less recovered now, and I, despite all odds, am recovering rather well too. It felt for me like a mini dose of salmonella; so I do hope sincerely that no reader suffers the same. Take good care everyone.

Until next time, Peace from Amras.

“I forgive everything, everyone, every experience, every memory of the past or present that needs forgiveness. I forgive positively everyone. I also forgive myself of past mistakes. The Universe is love, and I am forgiven and governed by love alone. Love is now adjusting my life. Realizing this, I abide in peace.”

Charles Fillmore.

*Quotes from older posts in our Crystal Therapy category: ‘Crystal Minerals And The Body – Part 2’ and ‘Crystals Require More.’ In case anyone noticed, by the way, this posts title was inspired by Frank Zappa.

Photography ©Francis Moloney.

 

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The Freshly Waxed Sled

We were treated to a heavy snowfall. It stayed for a week, but now is gone. It was a nice lead up to the seasonal festival here in the hills, where the soundless blanket of frozen crystals fell from the air. It seemed as if we were living in a scene from a Christmas card.

I am old enough to remember snowfalls that almost completely buried the houses where I lived, and which endured for many months. Temporary ski slopes were created in the unlikeliest of places, and I used to go sledding almost every day. Most of the roads were impassable for traffic, so walking to school and back was akin to embarking on an arctic expedition, which came complete with freezing flurries, and howling winds. Also ambushes, and pitched snowball battles with rivals from other schools. That was 62/3. Winters have never been so good since.

One day, I was having a go on my best friend’s freshly waxed sled on the street where he lived. Face first, and like a torpedo, I flew down the hill unstoppably towards the junction at the end, accompanied only by the cold wind singing in my ears. The road down there must have been gritted that morning, because I realised suddenly as I cleared the street, that my head was about to collide with the front wheel of a moving car. He must have been the first driver on that road in months. I just glimpsed the shock on his face, when at the instant his wheel should have crushed my head, I was lifted up by the collar of my coat, still clutching the sled, and was placed standing safely on the side of the icy road. This all happened in the blink of an eye. Thinking that my friend had somehow rescued me, I turned and shouted a heartfelt thanks, but there was nobody there. My friend was a quarter of a mile away. The car slid to a halt, and the driver got out. He said nothing, just gawked at me in what looked like complete disbelief, tinged perhaps with a little bit of fear. Cognitive dissonance, I suppose. Then he drove away, and I never saw him again.

My friend was greatly puzzled, but after an excited debriefing session, we agreed that for us, angels are proven, and nothing would ever take that knowledge away from us. We were nine.

Countless, I’m sure, are the numbers of people, who have, and who will experience such things, and although we live in a world that prefers us to keep it all to ourselves, we will alway know what is really true – and so will our angels. And that has to be a blessing.

I wish you all a blessed Christmas, and a safe and holy season in the arms of the giver of life. Let us remember in our hearts, all those who will not have it so good, and perhaps find time to reflect on the ebb and flow of things that cannot be quantified by any organ other than the heart.

On the Eve of the Winter Solstice, Peace from Amras.

Soundlessly they go,
the herons passing by:
arrows of snow
filling the sky.


Yamazaki Sōkan (1464-1552), loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Heartfelt Truths

Greetings this day to you. In a few days it will be February, yet barely a blink has passed since Christmas. Interesting times indeed. I am having some difficulty keeping up with the pace of things, so once again please forgive me if I am a little slow to respond to your visits. With so much happening in the world at large, it is vital to remain centred in our deepest, most heartfelt truths. This is how our daily spiritual practise will empower us to become more willing and capable of seeking and honouring those living truths in the face of any and all adversity.

The above pics were taken in December, in Matlock Bath, England; along with the colourful fish seen in our older post,  In The Waiting. The keen-eyed amongst you with a few seconds to spare, might spot a couple of tweaks I added to one or two of todays pics. Good hunting.

Before I leave you, I would like to request your prayers for my brother Philip, who has fallen quite ill very suddenly. I mentioned him last April in the post “Strictly Speaking” https://amras888.wordpress.com/2016/04/. He has a strong spirit, and our fingers are crossed tight for him. The next few days should tell.

With that it’s leave-taking time for me. Until next time, and as always, Peace and Namaste from Amras.

“All good counsel begins in the same way; a man should know what
he is advising about, or his counsel will all come to nought. But
people imagine that they know about the nature of things, when they
don’t know about them, and, not having come to an understanding at
first because they think that they know, they end, as might be
expected, in contradicting one another and themselves. Now you and I
must not be guilty of this fundamental error which we condemn in
others.”

Socrates to Phaedrus.

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

Amethyst, Earth, and Glory

Amethyst

 

Earth

 

And Glory

 

In a corner of the garden, one crocus looks over a little amethyst Buddha, while another stands guard beneath the old stone bench. A third crocus greets the sun, and old leaves make a warm blanket for the bulbs in waiting. And now that spring is here, glorious summer doesn’t feel too far away.

These pics are a day or two old, I took them just to share, please enjoy.

 

My next subject is for care givers.

Between 2007, and 2012, I was bed-bound 24/7.  Since then I have been able to enjoy short periods on my feet, providing I’m propped up with a stick or two.  The point being, that I’ve had many bed sores, and know how serious they are.

The good news is that when I started lying with my skin against a clean bath towel, the problem became easy to manage. Tiny particles that can irritate the skin fall between the strands of the towel, where they do less harm, if any.

This has saved on the high cost of propriety creams, and suchlike.

So, if you know anybody who has a family member that is bed-bound, then why not pass it on.

My thanks if you do.

 

Until next time, and may it be soon, thank you, everyone, and may your Easter be a sacred one. Namaste from Amras.

May green be the grass you walk on,
May blue be the skies above you,
May pure be the joys that surround you,
May true be the hearts that love you.
Celtic Prayer 

 

Crocus

 

Photography ©Francis Moloney.

Seven Crystals Metaphysical: Part 3.

 

 

 

The next crystal in our series for intuitives:

ROSE QUARTZ

 

Supports feelings of peace and love in the holder.

Helpful for calming emotional tension; aids in releasing tension without fear or judgement.

Rose quartz reminds us to live in love, and that everything in our lives can be looked at with a sense that love is all there really is.

Calmly clears and cleanses all the chakras of the body.

Especially beneficial for the four higher chakras, Heart-Throat-Brow-Crown.

When placed at the Sacral Chakra for stress, it calms this centre and assists us when establishing our own space of emotional freedom.

Due to the content of manganese (Mn), it is beneficial for the skin, giving a young, soft, glowing complexion.

Useful to place in drinking water.

Excellent as an elixir to calm and clear the emotions.

Place in your bath water and soak in the soft energy of Rose Quartz.

Hold in your left hand to help attract love and serenity.

Hold or place in your right hand to release the love or emotional tension.

It is suggested that by combining it with amethyst you can bring tranquility into your field.

 

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