Oh boy. Almost two years since I’ve posted to this blog. Plenty has happened since then, most of it still too difficult to get my head around. I’ve had some ideas for things to write about, but it’s been too intimidating to hash them out after not posting in so long. A funny thing happened this evening, though, and I thought I’d use it as the momentum to get something started again.
I’ve gotten a little into crystals lately. I’ve gotten a little into a lot of things over the last little while. Yoga teacher training, for one thing. Precognitive dreaming. Chakras. Here’s a funny little anecdote where a few of those come together.
A few weeks ago I visited Angelic Roots in Oak Creek for their customer appreciation weekend sale and bought myself some fancy rocks. Some of them called out to me and others I selected for specific purposes. I’ve been playing around with them, feeling them out, trying to discover what they have to tell me, which ones I should hold onto, which ones I don’t feel any connection to. Sometimes I put a crystal at the top of my yoga mat when I begin my practice. Sometimes I take them in the bath with me. It’s been an interesting exploration and this evening it got a little more interesting.
On my way out the door to yoga class I remembered to pick out some crystals before I left. I stood by my nightstand where I keep them and did a whole chakra thing that I might explain some other time. With my eyes closed, I shuffled my crystals, spread them out, and then felt which one was calling to me at that moment. I chose one and opened my eyes. I had selected amazonite, which I bought specifically to protect me from EMFs and the like. It has other purposes but I haven’t learned them yet. I thought to myself, well I won’t be needing anything like that at a yoga studio, or basically “that’s not the answer I want!” and shuffled the stones again. I ended up selecting a combination of different stones and bringing them with me to the yoga studio.
When I got to the studio, my gut sank immediately. I’m hugely sensitive to LED lighting and the studio had installed new overhead lights. They were offensively bright. The lights weren’t turned on in the yoga studio itself but the window into the studio from the lobby let in enough light that I had to set my mat up in the farthest available corner. I did the yoga practice with my eyes half closed and it was okay, although I wasn’t really able to relax into it. I did have a nice time with the stones I had brought with me and I got to know them a little better.
After the class had ended I spent a couple extra minutes in shavasana, waiting until the studio had emptied to roll up my mat. As I gathered my belongings, it suddenly hit me. That amazonite was calling out to me in order to protect me from the LED lights to which I’m so overly sensitive. I haven’t been drawn to that stone since I purchased it, but tonight, the first night I visited this studio since they changed their lighting, that stone is the one that wanted to join me.
I’ve been working for a while now on developing my intuition. I’ve started to accept that among other things, I’m a little bit of an empath, a little bit of a precog. Part of what I’m trying to suss out is when to listen to that intuition, and when to listen to my reason, or whatever the other thing is. One lesson that seems to keep coming up is learning to know what it feels like to reject an answer because it isn’t the one I want, versus rejecting it because it doesn’t feel right. This is exciting stuff to dive into and I’m happy that my little rocks gave me something to work with tonight. Thanks, rocks! You kind of rock.