Legacy Writing 365:36

I rarely get out to see my friend Princess Patti in Small Paradise, but I think of her darn near all the time. When my skeptical self met her many years ago (during the time this photo was taken), she taught me how to open my mind to new possibilities. Through her, I learned what people were talking about when they spoke of “new age” and “metaphysics.” I stopped dismissing out of hand things that had not been or could not be proven and accepted that not knowing the reason or science of things doesn’t mean there is no science or reason; we’ve barely begun to comprehend all there is to know and explore. Every day, I try to find something to be inquisitive or excited about in a way I’ve seen Pat be so often. She inspires me.

Like hearts, minds should stay open. I resist dogma. Once you begin making the rules, you lose the magic. When you begin building the walls, you’re erecting more than one kind of barrier. I’m not a joiner; groups generally repel rather than attract me; and I don’t always play well with others.

If there’s no “I’ in “team,” why am I there?

(Cue Timmy saying, “You’re such an Aries.”)

I was talking recently about a piece of watermelon tourmaline I acquired at a gem and mineral show I went to with Pat several years ago. It’s one of my favorite crystals, and I brought it out earlier and cleaned it. I’ve photographed it here with two pieces of banded fluorite (and a baby aspirin to give you an idea of how small the three crystals are). Just sitting here with these tonight has made me happy. Stones and crystals have that effect on me–in that way, they are like Princess Patti.