Tuesday, February 26, 2013

The Amethyst Heart ~ Conclusion

Miss any of the parts, well here they are: Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3.
 
February glided through the Winter Ball. All eyes were on her, but she didn't notice. She was looking for one person, Jack Frost. He looked stunning in his black suit, including leather gloves so to not accidently freeze anyone. This was her last shot, if she didn't win him over tonight, she never would.

Scanning the crowd, she caught sight of him--her love, Jack Frost. Taking a deep breath she walked to him. "Hello, Jack, I don't know if you reme..."

"February, you look lovely," said Jack, he swallowed hard. "Absolutely stunning. I mean you're always beautiful, but tonight you just look radiant. I was hoping to see you tonight."

February couldn't help but smile. "You did?"

Jack shook his head. "I'm sorry I must go."

"Wait, Jack." February reached out for Jack's uncovered wrist.

"No, don't you'll freeze," said Jack.

But it was too late, February was already holding his wrist smiling.

"I don't understand." Jack stared at their entwined hands. "Anyone who has touched my flesh has been frozen for all time."

Reaching up with her other hand, she delicately lifted the amethyst heart necklace. "It's this, Cupid made it for me so we could be together."

Jack took off his gloves and grabbed February's hands. "I've waited so long to do this--I've waited so long to feel your warmth."

February smiled. "Oh Jack.."

No sooner had she said his name, the Amethyst Heart started to melt and February's hands grew icy. The chill worked its way up her arm.

Jack jerked his hands away. "No... February."

February smiled. "It's ok, Jack. It was worth it."

And then she froze.

Jack pulled at his hair. "February, I can't lose you now."

With that, he kissed her frozen lips. "I love you."

February could feel his warmth, as she unfroze and fell into his arms sharing the passionate embrace. "I love you, too, Jack."

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Native American Animal Symbol

Native American Animal Symbol
Wolf
Feb 19 ~ Mar 20

Deeply emotional, and wholly passionate, the Wolf is the lover of the zodiac in both the physical and philosophical sense of the word. The Wolf understands that all we need is love, and is fully capable of providing it. Juxtaposed with his/her fierce independence – this Native American animal symbol is a bit of a contradiction in terms. Needing his/her freedom, yet still being quite gentle and compassionate – we get the picture of the "lone wolf" with this sign. In a nurturing environment the Wolf is intensely passionate, generous, deeply affectionate, and gentle. Left to his/her own devices the Wolf can become impractical, recalcitrant, obsessive, and vindictive.

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

The Amethyst Heart ~ Part 3

Miss some? Here are Part 1 and Part 2.


"But the ball is tonight!" exclaimed February. "I'll never be ready in time."

"Oh my dear, February, never fret. You have your very own fairy godmother, of sorts. I'll have you ready in a jiffy." Cupid placed his chubby finger against his cheek. "Now if only I can remember the magical words."

Crispin chirped and Cupid shook his head. "No, it's not bibbidi bobbidi boo. That phrase belongs to my great aunt. She'd turn me into a toad if I used it."

"How about abracadabra?" asked February. "I've heard that one used before."

"Only by human magicians, who really have no magic at all. Unless you call deceit a magical power. Hey everyone," Cupid mocked in a dull human voice, "watch me make this elephant disappear." He shook his head. "Who wants to make an elephant disappear anyway? They're magnificent creatures in their own right. It really is absurd..."

"Excuse me, Cupid," said February. "I hate to rush you, but we're running out of time."

"Ahh... yes, let me see." He eyeballed February, moving his fingers in little circles and smile. "I remember, it's: Roses are red, Violets are blue, Give this girl a dress that'll turn Jack Frost's head."

Crispin chirped harshly at Cupid, who placed his hands on his hips.

"Not everything has to rhyme to work, that's so cliché, just look."

Crispin looked at his friend. February was surrounded by twinkle lights as her green day gown turned into a dark purple ball gown. The roses in her hair, turned a light lavender, as the hair was swept up in a delicate updo.

"You look lovely," said Cupid, as Crispin let loose a wolf whistle.

February twirled around in the new garment. "Oh, Cupid, it's so beautiful. There's no way Jack will ignore me now."

"Just one more thing." Cupid rushed to the sky and snatched a cloud, before grabbing one of Jack's icicles and plucking a rose from February's hair.  Squishing the ingredients together he said, "Roses are red, Violets are blue, the Amethyst heart I give to you."

Crispin chirped at Cupid in a mocking tone.

"Ok," said Cupid, "so that one rhymed. Do you have to be so techinical?"

"Cupid?" February pointed to the Amethyst heart necklace that now sat in Cupid's hand.

"Yes, February, you must wear this necklace and don't lose it. For if you do, Jack will freeze you for all time."
 

Monday, February 18, 2013

Stone Magic ~ The Spirit Within

Amethyst History & Lore
According to Greek mythology, 
Amethyst was a young virgin 
who became the object of wrath 
of the Greek God Dionysus after 
he became intoxicated with red 
wine. When Amethyst cried out 
to Goddess Diana for help, she 
immediately turned the girl into a white, shimmering stone (quartz). When Dionysus realized what had happened and felt remorse for his actions, his tears dripped into his goblet of red wine. The goblet overturned, and the red wine spilled all over the white rock, saturating it until it became the purple quartz that is now known as Amethyst.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

The Amethyst Heart ~ part 2

Miss part 1? Click here ----> Part 1


February looked up. Sitting on a swing made of vines and wild roses, Cupid smiled. "Jack will never touch you, because everything he touches freezes. So you see it is impossible for you to ever be with Jack. Unless you want to be an ice sculpture."

He swooped down, brushing February's hair causing roses to entwine themselves in her brown locks. "But I could help you, if only you ask nicely."

"Would you?" February squealed. "Oh, Cupid, can you help me talk to Jack? It would mean the world to me. I've had a crush on him for so long."

"Of course, my dear. After all it's what I do." He raised his eyebrows. "But first I must know that your love for Jack is true. For once you walk this path with me there's no turning back."

Crispin chirped at February.

She nodded at the little bird. "You're right, I've never said I love him. I'm not sure I even know what love is. I mean the only love I've ever felt is for my family."

Cupid sat beside February. "How does he make you feel?"

February sat her chin delicately on her palm and sighed deeply. "When I see him I feel as if my heart is going to pound out of my chest, it's beating so fast. The one time I was able to talk to him, I couldn't. My tongue felt all twisted in my mouth and I'm sure my face was as red as your roses."

"And when he's not near?" asked Cupid.

"But that's just it," said February, "he's always near, cause he's always in here." She placed her hand over her heart.

"Then it's settled!" announced Cupid. "You, my dear, are in love!"

Crispin let out a triumphant chirp as February clapped her hands.

"So what do we do?" asked February.

Cupid winked. "We do what all love stories do--we get you ready for this year's Winter Ball."

Monday, February 11, 2013

Friday, February 8, 2013

Stone Magic ~ The Spirit Within

 Amethyst History & Lore
Amethyst has been a prized gem for centuries. It is the birthstone for Pisces and the month of February, and the gemstone for the 6th anniversary of marriage. The stone is included in royal collections all over the world, from ancient Egypt to the British crown jewels. The Smithsonian has an amethyst that weighs 400 pounds! Ancient civilizations prized the stone more than many gems, which today, enjoy more recognition and value, including the Sapphire and the Ruby. In olden times, Amethyst saw its place in the Christian church, worn on Bishops’ rings. The royal purple color used to symbolize Christ. Saint Valentine was thought to wear a ring set with an antique Amethyst carved with an image of Cupid. The stone is also a symbol of Saint Matthias. There are a number of Biblical references to the amethyst. It was also one of the twelve precious stones in the high priest Aaron’s breastplate. The twelfth foundation of the Holy City was built of amethyst. For some time, true amethyst was valued equally with the diamond. Then great finds in South America and elsewhere made it more plentiful. As its rarity decreased, so did its price.

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

The Amethyst Heart ~ Part 1


February peeked around the oak tree, her friend Crispin the Cardinal perched on a branch by her side. Crispin tilted his head to the side, before singing out a tune.

"Shhh," said February, "he'll hear you."

Crispin ruffled his feathers and sang again, causing February to chuckle. "I guess you're right, Crispin. Birds do sing in the forest, but what if he can understand you as I do?"

Crispin shrugged and turned his attention back to the man February was watching. He chirped again, trying to whisper, which is hard for a cardinal.

February blew her brown bangs out of her eyes. "Yes, I know he's Jack Frost, which is precisely why he peaks my interest."

Crispin let out a low whistle, causing February to roll her eyes. "Alright, it doesn't hurt that he's handsome. Not that it matters, he doesn't know I'm alive."

Jack disappeared, causing February to slide down the tree. "He didn't even frost anything." She pouted.

Crispin flew down, letting out another series of chirps.

"But, I love the cold," said February. "I love when the snow floats down in big flakes, mountains and mountains of drifts, that make the world snuggle down inside by fire places with thick books and hot cocoa." She picked up her bird friend. "Jack is an artist, I love the icicles and when he freezes the berries on the holly bush, it's just magical."

She sighed. "But this year has been different. It's like he's given up on his art and letting spring bounce in without a hint of winter. I wish I knew how to help him. Of course, in order for that to happen, he'd have to notice me."

Crispin nuzzled her hand.

"Oh Crispin, Jack and I have shared these woods for centuries and he's never once spoken to me. Not even at the Winter Ball when my father introduced us last year. He didn't even ask me to dance. It was like he didn't want to touch me."

"Silly child," came a voice from above the tree. "If course, Jack didn't want to touch you."
 

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Stone magic ~ The Spirit Within


February Is Here! 
If You Were Born 
This Month
You are An 
Amazing Amethyst~

Gloriously purple, I am a stone with absolutely 
no negative side effects or associations with violence, anger or passion.  I bring peace and spiritual awareness into your life.