Musings from Land of the Lost

I lost a lot of stuff last week.  I lost my gold Swarovski crystals.  I lost my bag of things I was going to ship.  I lost the bag of pieces I was going to blog about.  It all got lost in a great big Christmahannukwanzadan chaos.

Finally I found the gold Swarovski crystals.  They were in my box of angel parts.  (Bet you didn't know angels had parts.)  And then I found the BLOG bag, which was tucked in with the various earrings bags, right behind the CHRISTMAS bag, and in front of the WINTER BAG.  And finally I found the SOLD bag.  I had tucked it into the box of bracelets.  But when I started going through the bracelets, I realized that a lot of their listings were gone.

Vanished!  POOF!  Gone!  Not on ebay.  Not on etsy.  Not anywhere.  So I went through my box of bracelets (which, I guess, is my inventory of bracelets, but I'm trying not to get too technical here).  And I made a BIG pile of bracelets that were no longer listed and were, therefore, lost.

Happily I could find photos of most of them.  So I relisted all of them (except the ones I need to re-photograph) and here they are, so you can see how lost I really was.  All of them are now in my eBay store.  At least, they'd better be, or I'll know that even more mysterious forces are at work.



A Springlike Bracelet...





A Hanukkah bracelet done in blue gemstones and sterling charms:





A fertility bracelet.  (Alas, it didn't breed in the box and make new fertility bracelets.)





TWO bracelets of Buddha' Blessings.  Does that mean two people went un-blessed?









A bracelet about the Ghosts of the California Gold Rush, in pyrite and hematite.





A St. Patrick's Day bracelet:





And the snowman bracelet that was in last week's blog post.  It was lost, I found it and re-photographed and re-listed it, did the post, and promply lost it again. 





My mother used to tell me I'd lose my head if it weren't attached to my body.

Turns out she was right.

Headlessly yours,

Cornerstoregoddess

Halloween Colors Found in Nature

Bengal tigers...

Coral and Hypersthene...

Milkweed bugs...

Butterflies...

Orange calcite...

Long-horn beetles...

Trilobite beetles...

Coral and Hypersthene...

Pacific starfish...

Sally Lightfoot Crabs...

black onyx, carnelian...

Baltimore orioles...

Red-ruffed lemurs...

Poison-dart frogs...

Orange calcite, coral, black onyx...

sea slugs...

Hypersthene...

Clownfish...

Cornerstoregoddess Bracelets... ;0)

Satyr-comma Butterflies...

The lemur left the bracelet here.

Kitty Confessions, Part 4

My name is Wee Pierre.  I live in the house with all the bad kitties and the skunky dog and assorted humans.  It gets kind of chaotic around the place and often I find I need some quiet time for myself.  Lately I've been stressing a lot, and I can't seem to get it under control.



I tried all my usual tricks.  Eating all the food so no one else gets any and then barfing it up on the bed.  Stealing Dracula's toys.  Removing all the Kleenex from the box.  Shedding hair on suitcases.  But still I feel the pressure building.



So when the human made this necklace and earrings out of moonstones, I knew I needed one.



You see, moonstone is an excellent stone to use in meditation to understand oneself.   I needed to understand these feelings I was having, and I needed a way to beat back the panic that was rising in me.



 I curled up with my moonstone and starting chanting.  "Purr.  Purr.  Purr.  Purr.  Purr."  I was starting to feel better, but then the dog came and stuck her nose in my room and it came back.  "Purr.  Purr.  Purr."

That's when I remembered: placing moonstone  in the moonlight of a moon reaching its fullness can revitalize it.  I took my moonstone to the doorway.  I'm not allowed outside.  I was adopted in Brooklyn, and my human signed a solemn oath so now, even though I live in a house with a fenced yard, I never go out.




I pushed my moonstone out the door and let it sit in the moonlight.



And I kept chanting.  "Purr.  Purr.  Purr."

I even sang that song from "Cats."  You know.  "Midnight... not a sound from the pavement..."  I stopped there.  What's pavement?

I stayed there all night, until the moon disappeared from the sky.  Then I pulled my moonstone back in the door.  I don't think putting one paw outside counts, do you?



I rested my head on my moonstone and meditated deeply.  The human came by and laughed because he thought I was sleeping in the doorway.  But I was meditating.  Really.

And now I feel much better.  See?





If you want to meditate better, try this.  Oh yeah.  Don't go outside.

Kitty Confessions, Part 3

My name is Gracie and I'm a grump.



Don't go suggesting those 12-step programs for me.  They're full of grumpy cats and that just makes me grumpier.  Plus this one followed me home.  I think he's a stalker.  Wht doesn't he get in a 12-step program for that?



I wasn't always this way.  Years ago, my brother George and I were quite close.  The Human rescued us together.  I took care of my little brother.  I licked him and cleaned him up and made sure he got enough food.  Then he grew up.  He doesn't need me anymore.  All he thinks about is lying around eating



and trying to slip out the front door to spend some time with his fiance.



I don't even think they're really engaged.  That makes me even grumpier.



So when the Human started on this necklace and earring set this week, I knew what I needed to do.  You see, she uses these gemstones, and they have special properties.



She found some Brecciated Jasper.  She explained to me that Brecciated Jasper is used for astral traveling, like I'm gonna be doing any of that any time soon.  Not in this mood. And it can  help in communication with animals.  Excuse me, but I can talk just fine with other animals.  But then she hit the clincher: it brings happiness and a good outlook on life.  Sign me up!  Where can I get some of that?  Oh.  right here.



It was only a matter of minutes before one of those suckers hit the floor and I was on it like white on rice. She crawled on her hands and knees for a good half hour but she never found the piece.  I stuck it under the desk with the spiders.  She doesn't like to stick her hand in there, though maybe she should use some Brecciated Jasper and talk to the spiders.  Now THERE'S an irritating bunch.

Bu then she was unstringing the whole thing.  Guess she had a better plan.  And apparently she did.  She added some Goldstone.  Those are the round sparkly ones between the Brecciated Jasper.



And she said... get this... it's used for positive energy and is gently uplifting.  It can even induce happy thoughts.



So when one of those Goldstone beads dropped, I pretended I was playing with it.  Doing that cat thing always amuses the Human.  Sometimes she'll go for the camera but I like to stop playing before she can snap a picture.  It might ruin my image.

Anyway, I've been keeping those beads under the pillow of my bed.  And it must be working.

See.  I'm looking cheerier already.