Sunday, December 4, 2016

*****December Birthstone*****

It is December! If you were born this month you are a Tantalizing Turquoise!

Turquoise  " The Stone Of Guidance"
I blend the energy of the Heaven and Earth.  I am the shaman’s stone who heals the spirit, and induces wisdom, trust and kindness.

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Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Seasons to Celebrate!!

There will be no new episode of The Dark Heart this week because authors C.L. Collar and Jennifer McMurrain are celebrating their new anthology release in correlation with the WordWeavers writing group ...

Available on Kindle now! Coming soon to paperback!!

What turns an event into an unforgettable memory?
Is there an occasion you wish could have lasted longer? Which holiday is your favorite? Which season? Which event helped redirect your life?
Bartlesville WordWeavers have composed poetry, essays and short stories about significant life celebrations. Memories birthed some of the writings. Others reveal the author’s imagination. Some will tug at your heart or make you smile. Some may give you pause as you weigh the author’s thoughts.
This collection shares the talents of a variety of authors and makes a great gift for avid readers.
Profits from WordWeavers' anthologies help sharpen and encourage writing skills of its members.

The Dark Heart will return on November 29th, with double weekly episodes returning in January!! 

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Mystic Stone Magic ~ Birthstone

It is November!
If you were born this month you are a
Creative Citrine!

Citrine  " The Stone Of  Happiness "
Magic wells of golden light within me reflect universal perfection, similar to Christ light.  I am one of the stones of abundance and have the power to impact joy to all who behold me.

Monday, October 31, 2016

A Hallween Story

A Pumpkin's Wish
By: C.L. Collar

           Sadie stared at the round orange pumpkin in front of her. The Jack-o-Lantern contest deadline was at sunset and she still had no inkling of what she would carve. It would have to be original and amazing in order to win the $200.00 first place prize. She needed that money to help her grandmother pay for the medicine for her arthritis, and this Jack-o-Lantern was her only hope.
            Taking out a piece of chalk from her desk, she sketched a face on the orange canvas. Two enormous eyes stared back at her above a lopsided triangle nose and a jagged off centered mouth.
            "That looks like something a five year old would make," she said aloud to the empty room. A couple of swipes with a wet rag and the childish drawing
disappeared. It was times like these that she was jealous of her sister's artistic abilities. If only Shelia were here to help, then there would be no worries about winning the contest. But her talented sister was far away, living out her dream illustrating for the magical Land of Walt Disney.
            Sadie picked up the chalk and started again. This time a pair of cat-like eyes and a large mouth with sharp, jagged teeth appeared. "Better," she thought. "But not by much. What would Shelia do? What would Shelia transform this plain orange pumpkin into?"
            Sadie bolted out of her chair when the pumpkin's mouth moved and it's eyes blinked.
            "My, goodness," the pumpkin narrowed her cat eyes as she spoke. "Are you ever going to carve me? I've been sitting here for five days waiting to be born. You've put me off until the last minute and now you can't think of what to carve me into. Really girl. What is your problem?"
            Sadie looked around the room. Was someone playing a Halloween joke on her? "Whoever you are, this is very clever of you, but I'm not afraid. Come out so I can see you."
            Sadie waited, holding her breath and trying to look brave at the same time.
            "It's only me, your forgotten pumpkin, that is in this room with you. Now for the love of Peter, Peter the pumpkin eater, would you sit back down and carve me!" The exasperated plea came from the pumpkin's jagged mouth.
            Sadie sat back down. 'Well," she said. "If you want to be carved that badly then why don't you tell me what you want to become?" If this were a trick then maybe it would be to her advantage to play along. It might help her come up with a good idea for her project.
            "I get to choose? Oh goody, goody. Now let me think." The pumpkin sat there mumbling to itself and squinting her cat eyes. Finally her pointy mouth smiled. "I've got it! I want to be turned into a beautiful coach like the one in Cinderella. That would be so divine. I would really love that."
            Sadie frowned down at the orange ball. "I am not a fairy godmother, so how in the world do you think I can turn you into a beautiful coach?"
            The pumpkins mouth slumped and its cat eyes drooped. "You did ask and that is what I want to be. I know you can't really turn me into a carriage like Cinderella's, but you could carve a picture of one on me. Couldn't you?"
            "I could try, but I don't have the talent my sister has. It won't look anything like Cinderella's carriage. It will probably look more like an old hay wagon."
            "Would you at least try?"
            "I don't know. I only have until sunset and it's already four o'clock. That gives me only two hours."
            "Please," the cat eyes sat there begging much like the famous plea of Puss in Boots.
            "Okay," said Sadie. "I guess it would be original, but I don't think I can do it well enough to win."
            "I'll help you," said the pumpkin through a toothy grin. "Just wipe off this ridiculous face you gave me and pick up the carving knife. My spirit will help guide your hand."
            Sadie didn't really want to wipe off the face. She had enjoyed chatting with the unusual pumpkin. Once the mouth was gone, what would happen?
           "Are you sure you want me to wipe off your face? You won't be able to talk to me when I do."
            "Yes, said the pumpkin, "I will. I will guide you through your hands. Just wipe off the face and begin to carve. Trust me. I am going to find the artist that is hidden in you and bring her out to the surface. If you don't try, you will never know what you are capable of."
            "Good luck with that," said Sadie. "I hope you know what you are doing."
            "Trust me and believe in yourself," the pumpkin's voice faded into the air and sitting there in front of Sadie was the plain old pumpkin with the weird face that she had drawn earlier.
            "Well, here goes nothing," she said to the inanimate squash in front of her. She wiped off the chalk face, picked up the carving knife, and took a deep breath. She closed her eyes and pictured the beautiful carriage that had whisked Cinderella to the ball. As the image formed in her head, her hand began to move slowly carving it into the face of the pumpkin. Swirls here, spirals there, a square for a seat and circles for the tires with swirls and flourishes everywhere. She could see it all in her mind, but what was it looking like on her pumpkin canvas?
            Sadie opened her eyes. She could not believe what she saw. She had carved the pumpkin's face into an exact replica of Cinderella's coach. Wow, how did I ever do that? I am not an artist like my sister. I am plain old Sadie. She looked at the pumpkin again and marveled at the sight.
            "Wherever you are, Miss. Pumpkin, thank you. I could never have done this without your help."
            "Oh yes you could." The voice came from inside the pumpkin. "I knew you could do it, I just had to convince you to try. Now look at me! I am beautiful and glorious, and I will be the belle of the Jack-o-Lantern contest. Come on, we must hurry or we'll be late."
            Sadie smiled and picked up her masterpiece. "No way are we going to miss this contest," she said. "It's your time to shine." She grabbed a candle off of the shelf and lit it pouring just enough wax into the pumpkin to make the candlestick and set up straight. Blowing out the candle she placed it securely inside, then she carefully picked up her pumpkin and headed out the door and to the park where the Jack-o-Lantern contest was to be held.
            Sadie's confidence weakened as she neared the park. She could see all of the glorious Jack-o-Lanterns glowing on the steps of the stage. There were pumpkins carved into pictures of werewolves and dragons and witches. There were also evil Jack-o-Lanterns, some even eating smaller Jack-o-Lanterns. But there was one thing that they all had in common. They were all themed around Halloween, the Jack-o-Lantern's holiday.
            As Sadie eyed her competition and slowly backed away a familiar voice hollered at her from the stage.
            "Hi, Sadie! Surprise. I was so happy when Grandma told me that you were entering this contest. I just had to fly home and see what you had done. I was afraid you weren't going to make it. I saved the best spot for your Jack. Come over here and place your Jack-o-Lantern on this pedestal."
            Sadie couldn't believe her eyes. There stood, Shelia, wearing a gorgeous Cinderella costume beckoning her to bring her Jack-o-Lantern creation forward. Great, she thought, where were you when I needed your help carving this silly thing? You could have come over to the house and carved it yourself and saved me a lot of worry. And then we would have won this stupid contest and had the money for Grandma's medicine.
            The pumpkin in her hand lit up unexpectedly. Sadie smiled as the candle came to life. "That's right," she said to her pumpkin, "it is your time to shine." She walked up to the stage and placed her Jack where her sister pointed then stepped back behind it.
            Another familiar voice's words floated to her ears. "It is your time to shine, too," it said. "If your sister had been here, then you would never have tried to carve me and never given either one of us a chance to see what we could be. Thank you."
            "Wow!" said Shelia. "You did a fantastic job. Where did you ever come up with such a unique idea?"
            Sadie hugged her sister and grinned bigger than any Jack-o-Lantern on the stage. "Oh, I had a little help from a friend," she said.
            Shelia smiled down at her little sister. "I always knew you had it in you." she said.
            "I'd better get off of here so they can begin the judging. I don't care who they pick, I think yours is the best Jack-o-Lantern I have ever seen. Good luck."
            Sadie looked down at her Jack and smiled. "So do I," she said to herself."
            The judging began. All three judges carefully studied each Jack-o-Lantern, whispering to each other the pros and cons of every piece. Finally, they finished and the head judge, Mr. Hensly, the school's art teacher, stepped to the podium to announce the winners.
            "First, The Chamber of Commerce would like to thank everyone who participated in the Jack-o-Lantern contest this year. We have an outstanding group of artist in this community. Now let's get to the winners. Third place and the prize of $50.00 goes to Mr. Buffle for his ferocious werewolf Jack-o-Lantern."
            Mr. Buffle bowed as he accepted his award.
            "Second place and the prize of $100.00 will go to the lovely, Lily Grant, for her wickedly carved witch Jack-o-Lantern.
            Lily giggled as she received her prize. "Careful, Mr. Hensly, she might put a spell on you for not giving her first place."
            Mr. Hensly chuckled. "You had better keep her in line then until that check is cashed, Miss Lily."
             "And now for the first place winner and the $200.00 prize. We had a hard time deciding who to give this award to this year. All of the entries were amazing. But after much deliberation we have decided the award will go to Mr. Weasley for his humorous incantation of the Zombie Jack-o-Lantern."
            Mr. Weasley stumbled onto the stage stunned that he had won the contest. "I
don't know what to say," he said. "Thank you, everyone."
            Sadie sighed and picked up her beautiful Jack. "Well, I guess we just weren't Halloweeny enough for them." she said. "But I still think you're the best Jack on this stage."
            Her Jack-o-Lantern glowed brighter, lighting up the dim stage.
            "Please keep your seats everyone, said Mr. Hensly. "We have a surprise award this year. This award of $300.00 goes to the person who we think had the most creative Jack-o-Lantern. This award is accompanied by a scholarship to the art school of the winner's choice. The scholarship award has been sponsored by the school's art department to encourage creativity in our community and this year the award will be given to Miss. Sadie Densley for her lovely, Cinderella coach Jack-o Lantern"
            Sadie looked at her Jack-o-Lantern in shock. "Did Mr. Hensly call her name? Had she just been awarded $300.00 and a scholarship to an art school?"
            "Yes he did and yes you have!" the pumpkin's excited little voice whispered in her ear. "We won!"
            Shelia stepped up and hugged her sister. "Boy, did you every shine tonight," she said.
           "Yes we did," said Sadie giving her precious Jack-o-Lantern a sly wink. "We did indeed."

Sunday, October 23, 2016

Thank You!

A big Thank You to everyone who came to 

support us at Garden City this weekend.

 We made some new friends and had a

 wonderful time!

 Our next show will be Saturday at Follett,

 Texas. Be sure to stop in and say HI!

Saturday, October 22, 2016

***Holiday Book Tour & Jewelry Show*********

Come see us this weekend in Garden City, Kansas at the Peddler's Market.

We will have NEW BOOKS and NEW JEWELRY with a portion of our proceeds being donated to Anna's Legacy, St. Jude's Hospital, & Breast Cancer Research! 

We hope to see you there!

Saturday, October 1, 2016

It is October!

It Is October!
If you were born this month you are an Outstanding Opal!

Opal  " The Stone Of Karma "

I am light reflecting light. I absorb and reflect. I teach you to think positive thoughts because what you put out always returns.

See our lovely Opals @ Anna's Legacy Gift Shop

Thursday, September 22, 2016

History & Lore

~~~~~~~~ Sapphire ~ History &Lore ~~~~~~~~~

Sapphires have been prized as great gemstones since 800BC. Rulers of ancient Persia believed the sky was painted blue by the reflection of sapphire stones. And a great poet once described the sapphire as “the blue of a clear sky just minutes after sundown.” Blue sapphires were a holy stone to the catholic church and to Ancient Persians, who believed they made the sky blue with their reflections. To some religions, the blue color of the sapphire represents the heavens. Sapphires are stones of the apocalypse, and ancient lore held that the tablets upon which the Ten Commandments were written, were actually sapphire. This has to mean that either the script was very tiny, or the sapphire was made by the hands of someone other than mother earth, as its size would have had to have been quite adequate!

Kings wore sapphires around their necks as a powerful defense from harm. They preserved the wearer from envy and attracted divine favor. In the 12th Century, the sapphire was known as the most appropriate stone for ecclesiastical rings. The Cingalese believed that the star sapphire served as protection and a guard against witchcraft. The great Oriental traveler, Sir Richard Francis Burton, had a large star sapphire which he referred to as his “talisman,” for it always brought him good horses and prompt attention wherever he went. Just the mere sight of the stone was believed to bring luck and he showed it to people everywhere he went. King Solomon wore a sapphire ring. And in modern times, the sapphire grew notorious when we saw Prince Charles give a sapphire engagement ring to Lady Diana.

Saturday, September 3, 2016

~ September Birthstone ~

It is September! If you were born this month you are a Sexy Sapphire~
Sapphire "The Stone Of Inner Spirit"
"As a star of the skies brought to Earth, I blend with you to initiate the awakening of your intuitive senses.

or A Lovely Lapis ~ 
Lapis Lazuli " The Stone Of Proclamation "
With my beautiful cosmic blue color, I contact your spirit guardians to protect you. It is also my duty to instill upon you the power of words. Use them to teach and heal those who have not found their voice.

Sunday, August 14, 2016

Stone Magic ~ History & Lore

~~~~Peridot ~~~~
          ~~~~History & Lore ~~~

Peridot has always been associated with light. In fact, the Egyptians called it the “gem of the sun.” Some believed that it protected its owner from “terrors of the night,” especially when it was set in gold. Others strung the gems on donkey hair and tied them around their left arms to ward off evil spirits.

The word peridot comes from the Arabic “faridat,” which means “gem.” Most peridot formed deep inside the earth and was delivered to the surface by volcanoes. Some also came to earth in meteorites, but this extraterrestrial peridot is extremely rare, and not likely to be seen in a retail jewelry store.

Early records indicate that the ancient Egyptians mined a beautiful green gem on an island in the Red Sea called Topazios, now known as St. John’s Island or Zabargad. Legend has it that the island was infested with snakes, making mining unpleasant until an enterprising pharaoh drove them into the sea. From the earliest times, people confused this stone—now known to be peridot—with other gems. It was one of many labeled as “topaz.”

Some historians believe that Cleopatra’s famous emerald collection might actually have been peridot. People in medieval times continued to confuse peridot with emerald. For centuries, people believed the fabulous 200-ct. gems adorning the shrine of the Three Holy Kings in Germany’s Cologne Cathedral were emeralds. They are, in fact, peridots.

Mystique Stone Magic ~ The Spirit Within
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