Well. What a week it’s been. And not just in the wider sphere of the world, but within my own little parameters too.
I may have mentioned before that we have a stray cat problem … Over the summer, we acquired another face, co – incidentally around the time of “Brexit” and Mr. Cameron’s resignation. I don’t know if you noticed, but some of the key members of government disappeared… then one day a tabby and white stray cat appeared in our garden.
Jokingly, we called him “Boris”, after Boris Johnson, although I’m quite pleased to say we never had George Osborne turn up… Perhaps remembering Billy, our adopted stray, my partner began to leave Boris the odd dish of food.
Having conducted a series of wars with Stalincat and Ginger Ugly, I was reluctant to welcome this interloper, although I did feel sorry for him. However, as the saying goes, “Familiarity breeds contempt.” Boris began to pick on my girls. Not too much, at first, just a bit of playground hissing and chasing.
Then, one day, Lily didn’t look very well. She’s quite a secretive little cat – not like Ting –
“OH NAOOOH! I’ve broken a nail!! HELP me …”
So when Lily entered the kitchen I casually seized her and began to check her over. She’d been bitten. Quite badly. On her head, and she was beginning to sport a nice infection too.
I promptly burst into tears and rang the vet and was lucky enough to get an appointment for the same day. Poor little Lily’s head was clipped and cleaned; she was given a pain killing and antibiotic injection, and we returned home, with more antibiotics.
It never even entered my head that Boris could have been the author of this bite, treacherous and double dealing…
Earlier on this week, my little princess Charlie was looking hunched and unhappy.
“What’s the matter, my love…?”
“Grr – waaoh – grrr …” she replied threateningly.
She jumped off the sofa and walked painfully, LIMPING away.
“Oh my God she’s broken her leg!!”
I promptly burst into tears and rang the vet …
She’d been bitten. On her leg. Quite painfully. The vet clipped it and cleaned it and gave my little girl a painkilling injection and antibiotics, and tactfully asked me if I had a stray cat problem…
So. I am afraid Boris is now out in the political wilderness once again. Like his namesake, he is canny and sharp and has managed to avoid all attempts at capture, but I am deploying isolationist policies to protect my princesses and property; whilst brokering a suitable plan for his future… We have cat-proofed the garden and I’m buying a micro-chip operated cat flap, and the Cats’ Protection League is on speed dial…
Perhaps I should just construct a barrier of Hematite…
A precarious looking barrier, but these are actually Magnetic Hematite, stuck together to create this structure…
Hematite is a wonderful crystal, satisfying to hold and full of useful purpose and intent. It’s a very “solid” crystal, having a definite strength to it and as such, can be used to give confidence to a fearful person, boost self- esteem and encourage the ability to adapt and cope with any situation in which life may place you.
Hematite can help overcome addictions – another stone I carried while giving up smoking (74 days and still smoke-free!) – and can also help you to accept any mistakes you may have made as a learning experience. It is beneficial for concentration and can help awaken original thought and enhance memory and logic.
It is a very good stone for grounding and protection as it gently dissolves negativity and can restore harmony and equilibrium to mind, body and spirit.
A beautiful example is Specularite… my Planet Sneeze … but Hematite can also be red in colour, and the powdered mineral was in fact used as rouge, many years ago. ‘Haima’, originally from Ancient Greek means blood, so this crystal is particularly good for helping with the treatment of blood disorders.
A versatile crystal, it has a strong impulse to restore balance and unity and dissolve negativity; also preventing dark energies from penetrating the aura and promoting peace and harmony from within the body.
So then. A useful and versatile crystal, a stone of strength, learning and progression. Qualities that are to be encouraged and developed in any situation, for this world that we live in.
‘When You Go Home,
Tell Them Of Us And Say,
For Their Tomorrow,
We gave Our Today’.
Thank you to all those who serve, and have served, and gave their lives.
Brecciated or Poppy Jasper… a crystal for balance and protection and a reminder to mankind to help and nurture each other always.