It was some years back when I was still early on my spiritual path. My mom and I had gone to Wal-mart. Not sure why, but it wasn't for groceries I don't think.
I had found my way back to the art & crafts section and this one disc pendant, above all the rest, caught my attention. I had a bit of money in my pocket and was thrilled to buy this new stone.
I held her in my hand and jogged down the isles, towards the front of the store. Before I got to the front, however, I came to a sudden stop, wanting to slow down and prevent me colliding into anyone. When I came to that sudden stop, she slipped out of my hands and hit the floor with a
CRRAAACK!.
I pick her back up and felt both disappointed and a bit sad. This pretty stone disc had been broken into two pieces. The only reason she hadn't fallen off of the packaging was because of a plastic thread that ran through it, keeping it surely affixed to the packaging.
What should I do? I couldn't just put her back and walk away. Should I give it to one of the cashiers?
Something compelled me at that moment to look at this broken stone. Really look at her. That's when she spoke to me. I felt it.
This precious stone was broken but not worthless. This was a lesson, not an accident. The form may be broken apart, but she was as priceless now as ever. Moreso even because of this lesson, because of this new bit of wisdom.
I understood that and knew I couldn't put her back. I
wouldn't.
I found my Mom and we walked to the front of the stores, to the cashiers.
I handed the cashier my broken stone disc. The poor woman. She paused, look at it, seeing it broken apart, then looked at me.
"Are you sure you want to buy this? It's broken. You can go back and pick out another one," she informe me.
I understood how she felt. Really I did.
I just reassuringly smiled to her. "It's okay. I know. I still want to buy this one, please."
"Okay," she sighed as she rang it up. I could only begin to imagine what she'd thought about my purchase. Either way, I acquired this new stone.
I'd learned the lesson I'd needed to.
After getting back home, I took a bit of Elmer's glue and glued this stone back together. After which I took some thread, braiding it together, and slipped on three howlite beads.
I'm not sure why I put this little one off to the side. It had been left in the bottom of a box long forgotten for years. Only yesterday did it come back to my thoughts. This afternoon I found it and took it out.
Now, as I held this broken stone disc, I can still feel the energy that was originally with this the instant it broke. The top piece is female, the bottom is male. And the overall energy is soft and gentle.
I took my time this afternoon looking at the surface, almost as if seeing this again for the first time, brushing my thumb pad across the crack.
Currently it's hanging outside and letting it be in the sunlight again after so long. I have no idea what's in store next for this small group, but I can only hope I can help make every one of these as content and comfortable here as possible. Or, if not with me, someone else.
So, that's my story of this little group. Thank you for reading!
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