Today I did some shopping. Just felt like it. There is a small shop in Oxford, which sells gem stones and other untraditional stuff…And I don’t know what made me to go there…sometimes we walk into places unconsciously and only realise we there when …well…when we are there already…
I bought stones. Again, this was half-conscious decision, as certainly I wasn’t out shopping for the stones in the first place…I’ve bought a ring with a “mood stone” - some stone that will change colour as your mood changes. It says that body heat activates the change. Now I do not usually fall for such kitsch, but today let’s say – I had an impulse to be silly cheap for a moment…the ring has a nice shape, not too big with somewhat untraditional silver frame…Then I choose another stone. A heart-shaped “cat’s eye”. A semi precious stone, the rare black one…well, not black-black, as such, but a little bit with the violet-ish tint to it…or, rather even – violet stone with the black-ish hue…hmmm…either way…It’s smooth and very pleasant to the touch…warm as well…size that fits inside my palm…A heart in a hand…I keep taking it into my hands every now and then to feel it again – for some reason it feels good when I hold it…as my fingers stroke the smooth surface of the heart, it soothes my mind, calms it, brings some peace…or maybe I’m imagining things, but I don’t care how exactly this works, as long as it works for me…I’ve also bought a special velvet purse to keep it in…
And so…the way it is…my Mood Stone is almost black, occasionally changing to dark green…I have no idea what that means in terms of moods, so I assume this is just the colour of my temperature…and I’ve now discovered that the unusual shape for the stone frame is actually…(now – don’t laugh!) a…Frog! Yes, cute silver froggy with the Mood Stone attached to his back…Strange coincidence, premonition or meaningless else? I swear – I didn’t choose it for the shape! In fact because it was so small, I took this for some kind of leaves by mistake…well, guess, it is my destiny - to have a frog with me all the time…oh well...[sighs]...And so…I will put away my Stone Heart in a purse and store it in a safe place…
is it just me or is there something sad in metaphor?...