I was drawn to the pretty colours of this crystal at first sight… mmm… shiny… but beneath its glamorous appearance it is a kind and selfless worker for the common purpose. Its many colours reflect its ability to bring love and thought to all beings on Mother Earth.
It assists with both physical and spiritual sight and insight – removing calcified deposits and easing access to psychic abilities and inner knowing – basically giving you the confidence to trust your own judgement.
Bornite’s rainbow colours, sometimes produced by acid treating or formed by a thin layer of copper oxide, are a physical manifestation of its cheerful vibe that helps dispel negative thoughts and also give rise to its alternative name of Peacock Ore. It can reform negative thought patterns and show you how to walk a happy present life avoiding spiritual obstacles.
Bornite’s varied colours all within one crystal means it can work with all the chakras and work to integrate Mind, Body and Spirit. It can help with relieving muscular spasms, cell repair and restoring metabolic balance.
A happy healing stone… unlike cats on a bus. You’ve heard of “Snakes On a Plane” – well, this was “Cats On The Bus.” That time of year again, booster injections for the girls. All four coincide within the space of about three weeks, so I usually take two at a time. I’ve recently changed vets too, cutting a thirty minute taxi ride down to a ten minute bus journey and shaving a few pounds off the whole expedition that can go back into the Kitty Kitty.
My partner and I took the two big girls first, and as befits proper ladies, they travelled beautifully on the bus and behaved politely at the vets. When Alex came back for Easter, I thought he could help. Catching Ting and Tooty and putting them in the carriers went smoothly enough, but as soon as we left the garden, the noise started.
And oh my God… what a noise. Like I had two air raid sirens trapped in a box:
“Wher-AAAHHHHHA YOU TAKING US??? NAO-OOOHHH!!!! WAHHHH! Don’t wanna GO-AAAAHHHH!!!!”
All down the road to the bus stop. Disapproving looks from passers-by. Someone driving past actually slowed down for a better look and sped off disbelievingly as the noise hit their ears.
On the bus, the noise reached a new level:
“WAHHHHHH!!!!! NO-OOAHHHH! WA-OHHHH!!!”
One man asked me:
“Do you have a cat in there?”
Much as I was tempted to reply: “No, it’s a Lesser Spotted What-Not…” I smiled politely and feigned deafness, justifiably so, since the noise Ting and Tooty were making was like nothing with which God ever blessed a cat …
“GETOFFF MEEEE!!! OWWWW!!! WAHHHH-OOHHH THAT HURT!!!!”
They set each other off, wailing and howling back and forth to each other, even after the boosters had been administered and I had stuffed them unceremoniously back in the carriers.
Alex was quite scarlet with embarrassment by the time we reached home, while I had an epic headache. Ting and Tooty went to bed in disgrace and I believe Alex has made plans for the whole of the necessary month next year… !