Thursday, April 29, 2010

A Girl's Best Friend

I'm thinking about diamonds this morning. I am.

If not for the unimaginable pressures that are a feature of the upper mantle layer of the earth, there would be no diamonds, just lumps of carbon. And, too, if not for unimaginably violent, sudden and extreme volcanic eruptions, all those glittery stones would still be one hundred miles below the surface.

In the case of diamonds, pressure and violence beget beauty. It's such a difficult truth for me to take in. According to the cosmology of Reya, only peace, and love, and of course beauty should beget beauty. It's just wrong, I tell you.

There are times when the insights I receive from the depths of my dreamscape are just like diamonds. Last night, for instance, under the influence of that "old devil moon," as Willow would say, I tossed and turned. The sheets and bedspread were twisted, untucked and rumpled by the time I finally woke up. My hair was snarled and my jaw hurt from clenching all night. I felt disoriented and exhausted. My back ached. I had to jump directly into the shower to ease all the stiffness and soreness left over from the night's exertions. Whew!

But - I wasn't having nightmares. I was involved in a series of beautiful dreams centered around being nurtured, welcomed, and cared for by people I haven't seen in a long, long time. Weird, huh? Ah, such are the gifts of a serious Scorpio full moon just before Beltane.

Go figure.


ellen abbott said...

The things we call evil are only things we do not clearly understand. I read that in my spiritual journeying once and it made such sense to me. the birth of diamonds seems to be a perfect illustration. perhaps the horror of the concentration camps will birth something as beautiful given enough time.

Reya Mellicker said...

Wow. Really, thank you for this. Another diamond - thanks.

Marian Wiseman said...

Whew. I fell so good, being the 2nd one to comment.
First, it seems you haven't been sleeping well lately, full moon or not.
Second, I'm sure if we think of it long enough we can think of other beautiful things that have been born of bad things. Not that volcanic eruptions are bad.

Linda Sue said...

Being pregnant, no matter what they say, is not particularly , um, comfortable, giving birth , again , not so much, nursing, painful every time and even more if the baby is not nursing regularly- so, yeah- beautiful things come from hurt and violence- ( birth has got to be the most violent way to come into this world)I guess it is preparation for living on this planet- a sort of get- used- to- it thing.Love peace, harmony, compassion and the lovelier things of this life make it do-able, doncha think?

Reya Mellicker said...

Yes, volcanoes aren't evil. In fact they are really magnificent. Kind of hard to deal with if you are a tender mammal like humankind.

Linda Sue you are so smart. Life on this planet is dynamic and sweet and violent all at the same time. Love it or leave it. Yeah!

Elizabeth said...

I'm sort of iffy about diamonds
are they really so much prettier than cut glass?
am I blind or something

Yes, the moon was a stunner last night!

Tom said...

i noticed the full moon this morning--yes i get up that early--but felt nothing internally...however, i did look over my shoulder to check for werewolves. don't mention diamonds to my wife, please.

The Pollinatrix said...

I'm glad to know I'm not the only one being affected by the moon this way. And several other people I've talked to today have expressed how tired they are. Interesting.

I couldn't even begin to think about sleep before 1:30 last night (about two hours later than I usually go to bed), and then I kept waking up all night. But I too was having pleasant dreams.

What in the heck is that first photo? It's very cool.

The Pollinatrix said...

Oh - and also, I've had diamonds on my mind a lot lately too! Not in a contemplative sort of way, but just images of them, sort of a semi-conscious longing.

Reya Mellicker said...

I love diamonds, but mums the word with your wife, Tom.

Polly the top pic is clouds, sun and leaf shadows reflected from the hood of a car. Looked dream-like, yet lunar, to my eye.

The moon has now turned and is waning. I am feeling more at ease, looking forward to sweet dreams and sweet sleep tonight!

Reya Mellicker said...

Elizabeth you're too classy to like diamonds. Good thing I have no money because if I did, I'd be one of those tacky old ladies, dripping with sparkles. Tacky tacky. Oh yeah.

Ronda Laveen said...

Oh, I love this post so much I'm not even sure I can put it into words. How the raw power of Earth creates beautiful treasures such as diamonds, gold, gems, lakes, rivers, volcanoes, mountains,

How the same power created universes and galaxies and dimensions.

How the smallest of atoms are replicas of those universes. From little to immense, the same model is so successful that it is seen over and over and over.

And those pictures certainly take me back in time. You know, Timothy Leary times.

willow said...

Why does that old devil moon torment us so? I felt antsy all day and ended up taking apart my whole kitchen, cleaning and rearranging it.

Angella Lister said...

What is that first photograph? It's stunning.

steven said...

reya my dad came through all sorts of crap and then visited pretty much the same on me and i watched him emerge as a sweet kind old buddhist, reiki master, tai chi boy, handing on gifts to me left right and centre and then inside and out and upside down and all the rest. i saw him get spit up from the depths get polished and emerge on his sutra path and he gave me the same shake. holy man! i saw the darkness make friends with the light.
sweet images. words to wish for. thankyou. steven

Pauline said...

My grandfather used to say that there was nothing so bad that something good couldn't come from it. That thought has kept me on alert for the good (sometimes hidden, sometimes overlooked) in every situation. I'm not always successful in finding it right away but if I am open enough, I can usually look back and see what I missed.

Reya Mellicker said...

Ronda? Oh yeah!

Steven: I love you. I just do. Thank you.

lettuce said...

i love these photos, especially the top one

wishng you more peaceful sleep reya

Jo Floyd Lucas said...

Beautiful imagery!

Your reference to diamonds reminded me of a poem I wrote a while back:


'Promise me, my love
That gifts from you will never cease

But that those gifts will always be
Your voice, your smile, your kiss on me.

A stone with magic from your touch
...and not a jewel mined in pain,

A poem from your loving hands
...and not a tome by other men,

A nosegay of wildflowers gathered on a walk
...and not a bouquet of hothouse roses,

A loaf of bread and wedge of cheese
...and not a six-course feast of food.

The shelter of your loving arms
...and not a mansion on a hill.

Promise me these gifts, my love,
...and I will love you through eternity.'

Thanks for bringing that reminder to the forefront for me, Reya.

Reya Mellicker said...

Jo!! Thank you for visiting me here and for sharing your beautiful poem. Thank you so much!!