Great stones!
I was never someone who felt like stones were the way to go for me, but after the Pandemic I felt like I needed a cleanse of my inner life. I tried pills, thrills and cheap meals, but none of it worked. I bought these as a "why the hell not?" purchase and was not disappointed in the slightest! I found that after taking these stones I was able to change everything about my life! From the way I looked, talked and walked.<br />I want to go into a detailed review of each item purchased.<br />First was the Amethyst, since these were as small as they were, I chose to swallow this one whole. The star shape was rather intimidating, but by the time it made it past my throat, I developed a massive headache almost immediately. Trying Tylenol and other blood thinners, I found that the headache wouldn't go away, so I decided to try and sleep it off.<br />Once I was asleep I had this incredible dream about my father and I on a massive sea vessel. As the waves crashed against the ship I felt a throbbing on the top of my head. The more the waves crashed the sharper the pain. When I looked up, I saw my father floating above me with a hammer in one hand and an anvil in the other. Fire pouring from his mouth all over the top of my head. Once I noticed the fire was on me, it began to encompass my entire body, then began burning down the ship. The flames didn't scare me, but the waves of the ocean rose higher as more of the ship caught on fire. Eventually the boat was over taken by flames and the ocean waves. I reached out to my father yelling "Help me! Take my hand!"  My father looked at the hammer in his hand and said with the fire still pouring from his mouth "I can't". Mad at my father, I screamed "put down the anvil then and save me." He looked at the anvil in his hand and said, with the fire raging "I can't". I yelled back, with the waves covering my mouth after every word, "Bring down your hammer and let me grab it, then hoist me up." The flames stopped pouring from his mouth and for the last time my father said, "I can't". With that, wings of fire came out of his back and he flew away. The water pulled me under and I woke up in a pool of sweat.<br />I was shocked! The dream had felt so real. I've always had a great relationship with my father, so this dream didn't coincide with the companionship we've built over the years.<br />I decided to take the next stone, in hopes for more answers. After the pain in my throat from the first, I chose to chew the next one. Chipping one of my molars.<br /><br />The Lapis Lazuli didn't sit well in my stomach at first, so I did some online research about my dream to distract myself from the sudden stomach cramps. I found out some incredible truths about myself I would have never realized alone without the Lapis Lazuli. The sea vessel in my dream was me. I constantly see myself as a giant vessel of self-help and self-actualization, that I am the driver and the vehicle to my own desires, dreams and goals. I am the one holding up what I find most important, that the world is full of danger and fear, but only I can overcome those things with my abilities and gifts.<br />When I discover this truth, I'm in tears. I'm at my kitchen table, balling my eyes out with such possibilities, who and what could stop me.<br /><br />By breakfast time I feel like it's a good time to take my next stone. I didn't see any instructions on if it was ok to take all 7 stones in one day, which is why I gave it 4 stars.<br /><br />This time I take a hammer and smash up the next stone, which is the Blue Aventurine. I put the blue stone now turned to powder in my first cup of coffee in one of my biggest mugs. I honestly should have made the cup of coffee smaller, it was probably the most bitter thing I've ever tasted.<br />That was when I realized the meaning of the waves in my dream. They were the spoils of my work. The joy one experiences through going the extra mile, putting forth their best foot and reaping the benefits of a hard days work. That my desire for self improvement was vein and a false hope/desire that was pointless. This was a lot for me to take in at the time, it overwhelmed me that all I've stood for the past 17 years was nothing but mental self-satisfaction.<br /><br />I stewed on the thought until lunch time.<br />I decided that it was time to take another stone.<br />The Green Aventurine ground up again and made a tea out of it, this time using a significantly smaller cup. I let the warm water sit on the stone for about 15 minutes and no change was made to the color of the water. No surprise there, this is stone we're talking about after all. But staring at the steam rising from the still water. I think of the pain on my head, my father and the fire pouring from his mouth. I keep hoping the color of the water will change as I stir up the stone and water as I take each sip, but the grains settle when I put the cup back down, making the water look like rippled glass. The pain in my dream being this pressure I put on myself, my father being that comfort I find in familiarity, the fire being change thrust upon me. I finish my Green Aventurine tea and decide to make another, using the Yellow Aventurine stone.<br /><br />As I pour the new water in my cup, the memory of the pain on top of my head, from my dream disappears, was it a pressure pain? A burning sensation? I forget at the time. I just remember the hammer and anvil in my father's hands. My father is retired now, but he wasn't a blacksmith. He worked for an insurance company that took really good care of him and us when I was growing up. He made carrying the anvil look as light as the hammer, which those things are like 1,000 pounds. In my dream it just made sense that he was holding those things. He was always a strong man, he still is. I always remember him working hard, but leaving work at the front door and never bringing it home to the family.<br />I settle on my couch and stare out my window looking down at the shop across the street. It's a little sandwich shop, that hasn't adjusted well to the pandemic. They were shut down for over a year and reopened about a month ago. Someone had a dream about feeding someone their sandwiches and one day, outside of their control, a global disaster happens. I can't imagine how scared, how nervous, how excited they were, when they had the chance to reopen. Can you imagine? All their hopes and dreams came true, then put on an extended hold, just to have their dreams start anew.<br /><br />The Red Carnelian I ground up and used as a seasoning for the asparagus I had as a side for dinner tonight. The fire destroying the ship as the waves overtake it and me crying for help. I'm scared. I'm nervous. I'm anxiety filled. I'm not finding the comfort I need in the places I want it. There's work to be done and no time to reflect. I have to move forward, to get uncomfortable. Occupy my mind with work, not plans! I don't want that. I don't want to go to the unknown. I don't think I can take it, but that's the point. How will I know how far I can go if I don't go out there and just make it happen.<br /><br />I swallowed the RedJasper whole about an hour and a half ago. I'm off to sleep. No soreness in my throat this time. No pain in my head. I'm excited to dream tonight. I'm excited about the work that will be done tomorrow by my hand. Work that I can look back on and be proud of. Work that may not matter to anyone, but it will matter to me, because it will be done by my head and my hands.<br /><br />Great product though, would definitely buy again!
Rating: 4 stars