I have been writing all this time, and never written about stones. I like stones. Even when I was a kid, I picked up pretty rocks and brought them home. My first purchased stone was a tiger’s eye, which is still one of my favorite stones. I remember my mom was dubious about buying me a “rock,” so she had them glue a fitting to it and I wore it as a necklace. Jewelery she understood. When I learned to darn socks, I already had a wonderfully round stone from a river bed to use as my darning egg.
I have stones on my desk at work. This is a photo of the obsidian (left), fluorite (right), and cerussite (front) I keep on my desk. They were chosen to dispel negativity, provide grounding, and enhance communication. In my office I also have amethyst, labradorite (another favorite), malachite, petrified wood, and agates.
I also carry stones in my pocket on a regular basis, though they change from time to time. Lately I’ve been carrying sodalite (the blue stone in the photo below), fire agate (center), and serpentine (right); they are grouped in front of a chunk of amethyst my grandkids picked out for me.
Our house has stones in every room, ranging from loaf-of-bread sized to tiny beads. I have craft-sorting boxes full of stones; our granddaughter used to have fun looking at them all. 🙂 I also tend to prefer jewelry that is simple and features common or semi-precious stones.
Why stones? I do not really know. I was collecting stones long before I knew they had any metaphysical properties. [If you are interested in the metaphysical properties of stones, the best book I have found yet is The Crystal Bible, by Judy Hall. I have other good books about stones, but that one is the most helpful.] I like the way stones feel in my hand, and the way they look.
Do you have a favorite stone?