10.20.2014

Energies of things.


Me and rocks and crystals. Rocks and crystals and I.

When I was a girl, I collected rocks. I'd sit in the gravel of my play-set for hours with the setting sun, looking for the strange opaque white stones. The bottom of my Aladdin shirt transformed into a makeshift basket and I'd stand and run up the hill to the house with it overflowing down my legs -- bare belly and button, out for the evening moths to see.

I can see my wild hair and yearning eyes. My knees would acquire permanent carpet burns with how fast I'd slide to reach my rock collection under the bed. Or in my closet. The dresser drawer on the bottom left. I'd often hide it; just convinced some other little girl would want the bright pink stone, tiger's eye, deep sea-blue agate, or my favorite, the huge amethyst geode. The energy I had! I'd look and gaze and stare at them.

Over the weekend, amidst our errand running, my sweet friend Kelsey and I made a stop at the most perfect rock shop. I cannot count the number of nights I'd slowly inch past with my window down, willing my vision to bore through the darkened windows trying so hard to see its entrails. Closed. It would always be closed and I'd curse my commute and it's long, drawn out itinerary. But that's a story for another time. A rant, if you will.

We looked and gazed and stared. Touched and held and poked. Geodes and agates, garnet and citrine! Enough amethyst points and Himalayan crystals to shake a stick at. I based my haul on aesthetics -- pieces I physically felt drawn to. I know they have healing properties, which I will certainly look up later. But for now they'll sit in a dainty glass box on top of lace. Or huddle close to a succulent or three. You can see a few of my picks in the top frame -- a geode half and four pieces I loved. Not pictured are a handful if little ones I plan on using for crafts. They're exquisite, take my word.

Oh my. I just read this over and my nerd is showing. But that's okay. I felt marvelous after leaving the shop. For the rest of the entire day. An extra spring in my step and everything. Sweet, positive energy down to my bones. That makes sense, because we're kind of made of this stuff, right? Energy and minerals and all that. I must stop here, I'll talk forever.

12 comments:

  1. fabulous narrative you did here! and you are gorgeous!

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    1. Why thank you! I think you are just beautiful as well! :)

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  2. (Sigh) I remember loving the texture and beauty of rocks and minerals as a child too! So beautiful and brings out such imagination! You're writing is brilliant and it really took me back :)

    P.s the way you do your liner is fabulous! I wish I had your exotic eyes to wear liner that way myself! xx hope you have a great rest of your week little lady

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    1. Danica you are a sweetheart. I'm a huge fan and a believer in the Kat Von D tattoo liner. It's easy to apply and makes a fabulous cateye. You could certainly rock this liner!

      I hope your Wednesday is full of light and joy. xo!

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  3. I am so glad I found your blog! I love the writing, and they way you capture a story. Sucked me in from the get go. Beautiful space, I can't wait to follow along!

    www.hollandsreverie.blogspot.com

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    1. Hello new friend!
      Thank you for your sweet words. I'm looking forward to following yours as well! So far I've seen your lovely snaps in nature and I'm eager to read! xo

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  4. I absolutely LOVE how you write- it was so dreamy and read like a story. I enjoyed it the whole way through :) And I was the same about rocks as a little kid. I lived in a small inner city house so we had these fake gold rocks on the side of the house, where our narrow sidewalk to the street snaked through. I'd convince myself it was real gold and go treasure hunting, haha!

    xo marlen
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    1. Oh thank you darling. I appreciate your kind words! Isn't it incredible how as children, we have so much wonder? I wish the same feeling could be conjured so easily as adults. This is a tangent, but I used to make a "stew" with the neighbor boy in a great big bucket. We used water, rocks, tree branches, mud, pine cones -- anything and everything we could find. Then we'd get huge sticks to stir it up like a witch's brew. :)

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  5. I absolutely love crystals and rocks! I used to collect them when I was little... In fact, I still do :) Where did you and Kelsey go? I've been dying to find a good place... Great photos as usual, Malia. You always capture so much beauty in each and every one of them <3

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    1. This is a little place Downtown Kent called More Than Rocks, I believe. Remember the Black Market Minerals in the mall? This is where they moved and switched ownership. And they have so many pretty things.

      Thanks for reading and the feedback, lovely! It means more than you know.

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  6. What a beautiful celebration of rocks! I think we sometimes forget to appreciate how beautiful rocks are in their natural state. We always want the end product, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds! I've always been more drawn to the crystals and gemstones you can find in the mountains, not so much the ones in jewellery shops.

    We live near the mountains here and there is a beautiful rock store in the heart of them, I always hope if I get married, my wedding ring would be from there. :)

    You take wonderful photographs btw!

    Love, Amy

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