[stylist] Poem "Crystal Healer" for the entire list

Mon Aug 10 23:26:10 UTC 2015

Lynda,
It is heart-warming to hear about your former students and their communication with you even now.
I can see where this would be an inspiration to you.
I have also felt the energy of this group lately with all of the new writing, and better critiquing. We are finding out so much about everyone's strengths.
I miss Bill's contributions. Anyone know?
Happy writing tomorrow. And I also have to stop this and get writing.

Jackie Lee

Time is the school in which we learn.
Time is the fire in which we burn.
Delmore Schwartz	 

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From: stylist [mailto:stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org] On Behalf Of Lynda Lambert via stylist
Sent: Monday, August 10, 2015 3:46 PM
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Hi Jackie,
I wrote this poem to be blown up into a large text on the gallery walls last 
year when I did two solo shows but I never did use it for that purpose.  I 
have not published it anywhere nor even tried sending it out.  It will most 
likely make it into my new book, "Eclipse...Hands Folded in Prayer" which is 
in process at this time.

Today, I am being flooded with imagery and ideas for new poems - I'll be 
writing a lot tonight. I think this list and the conversations is so great 
for stimulating our minds by the sharing we do together.  Iron sharpens 
iron, as "they" say.  My day begins at 3:30 am, when I rise to begin 
working.

Just a few minutes ago I was walking my dogs for their late afternoon 
walkabout, and I was feeling a floodgate- or maybe Jackie's Spillway, coming 
over me with poem ideas just from some conversations with some of my former 
students today. Several of my former students from the college wrote me 
messages today on FaceBook - what a joy it is to hear from them and read 
what they say about their experiences and how their lives are impacted from 
our classes together.   One male student I had (married one of my female 
students) planned his entire semester by taking my various classes all day 
long.  We would walk together from early morning classes, to night time 
classes - he literally was in four different classes with me on Tuesdays and 
Thursdays - and two of the classes were 3 hours long each - and another one 
was nearly 2 hours long. I miss those wonderful times with the students and 
my colleagues.  I just love seeing the former students  with their families 
now, and watching their lives develop. Notes from them is always the 
highlight of my day. Thanks for letting me know you liked this poem and for 
sharing your own experiences with ROCKS - and your mother's museum of 
stones.  I think your mother is a rare gem.  I love hearing about her! 
Lynda

-----Original Message----- 
From: Jackie Williams via stylist
Sent: Monday, August 10, 2015 5:58 PM
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Subject: Re: [stylist] Poem "Crystal Healer" for the entire list

Lynda,
I finally got back to this cluster. It was just what I was looking for. A 
definition of the meaning of all precious and semi-precious stones. How I 
wish my  brother was still alive to read this.
He cut and polished rocks, had a tumbler, and made all kinds of jewelry and 
rings. My father left the rock collection to him, and it was an amazing 
variety of crystals, fossils, obsidian, and anything you can name. Except 
for you!
My mother b built the museum for it, and when she died, my brother slowly 
sunk into Pick's disease, and it was sold for a pittance to a neighbor who 
sold off most parts of the collection.
I have a Texas Longhorn skull on my mantle, and it is embedded with many of 
the rocks you mention. It has a lot of Peridot inset probably because it 
came from the San Carlos Reservation.
I will keep this for the wonderful descriptions, and meanings of our natural 
heritage from the earth.
I thank you so much for responding to this prompt. Incidentally, I had not 
heard of the form, abecedarian  , that you mention.
It is impossible to read a selection of yours without learning a great deal.

Jackie Lee

Time is the school in which we learn.
Time is the fire in which we burn.
Delmore Schwartz

-----Original Message-----
From: stylist [mailto:stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org] On Behalf Of Lynda Lambert 
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Sent: Monday, August 03, 2015 8:05 AM
To: Jackie Williams via stylist
Cc: Lynda Lambert
Subject: Re: [stylist] Poem "Crystal Healer" for the entire list

Sorry, but I have the hardest time sending anything that is not an 
attachment to someone else’s piece! It normally never goes through, so I 
hope you all get this post today.  Jackie asked for some of us to share 
information on crystals and stones, so I thought of this poem.

I wrote this poem in 2013 – was part of a solo exhibition of my work -
I wrote it to give viewers the information on gemstones and crystals that 
they saw in my work -

Do you have a favorite stone? What is it and why do you like it so much?

My top favorite is a smooth river washed stone I gathered from the creek on 
day when out in my canoe.
My favs are Labradorite and  Yellow Calcite. Labradorite looks like peering 
through river waters, to the bottom of the creek, on a sunny day.
Yellow Calcite feels so soft and beautiful to the touch – you cannot stop 
feeling it! And, oh, the color – I cannot even describe it.
Lynda
**

Crystal Healer

by Lynda McKinney Lambert

Amber reds dripped from ancient trees

Solidified, and fossilized.

Boji Stones brought healing to painful memories,

          grounded high spiritual vibrations.

Crystal quartz cleared the room of negative energies,

          brought healing to those who lost hope.

Dragon’s Blood was also christened as costly Cinnabar

          she helped change your image.

Emerald stood surrounded by palest green rays of light,

          protected from evil enchantments, foretold the future.

Fluorite made me smile when I touched her soft curves,

          celestial rainbow of clear, blue, green brown, and yellow.

Garnet gemstones surrounded us with beauty from the earth,

          mined and carved, and tumbled smooth.

Hematite, a heavy magnetic stone, harmonized and balanced the

spirit, supported timid women and boosted self esteem.

Iolite, so very small and translucent; a delicate stone,

          changed her colors with the angle of light.

Jadeite, translucent, soft, and green; hidden away,

          smooth and silky in my pocket.

Kunzite’s delicate shades in lilac, pink, or yellow

translucent, transparent, mood lifting effects.

Labrodarite, my favorite gem, reminded me of the deep

          water’s reflections on a summer day.

Malachite held layers of copper between her spiteful greens,

          powerful stone of the new millenium.

Nebula stones are small with unique metaphysical properties,

          gazed into it and you’ll be moved to new places in the universe.

Obsidian sang of a black winter night with snowflakes falling on

          the shiny opaque glass-like surface

Precious opal stones, cleansed in the light at full moon

a fiery glow, in the morning light.

Quartz clusters gathered deep secrets,

          in their helical spiral crystalline forms.

Rainbows flourished inside the dense earth

a harvest of vibrant mysteries.

Serpentine, a talisman of water worn black-green stones,

          were  said to assure the wearer of longevity.

Tiger’s Eye beads in yellow-brown, pink, blue, red,

           were used as protection against ill will.

Unikite is a circus of tumbled stones

placed gently in bowl, brought calm to your home.

Varsite sang the songs of encouragement,

          hope and courage to those who gave up.

Wulfenite brings knowledge from ancient temples of Egypt or Greece,

          brought spiritual vibrations down to earth.

X represents the signature of the Creator’s hand

          as God fashioned and planted each precious gem.

Yellow Calcite, the silent stone, brought healing,

from darkness inside the fertile earth,

Zeolite can be colorless, white, blue and  peach,

          a group of all kinds of crystals, living together

in a matrix of  a harmonic rainbow.

This poem is the  abecedarian  form.

**

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