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Discover Our Protective Orgone Creations for Balance and Energetic Support: A Bit about Orgonite…

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
Glittering resin creations of enchantment,
Imbued with the vibrational perspectives of gemstones and reiki,
To support those within their aura with their best,
Protective yet harmonising energetic melody.

Traditionally orgone/orgonite devices are equal part layers,
Of resin, at least two different metals and clear quartz,
Creating an interesting reaction that can actually reduce electromagnetic radiation,
Though it has evolved dramatically with an array of crystal cohorts!

So whilst they cannot cure nor eliminate anything,
They can energetically support us and harmonise the affects of our EMF exposure,
Though much like a single water drop cannot fully quench one’s thirst,
A single pendant can only do so much for one’s composure. 

Thus after near 15 years of learning, creating, experimenting,
We bring to you our strongest, most supportive range at our little online store,
Of orgonite creations all infused with energetic modalities including Usui and Kundalini Reiki,
And an array of crystal/gem based designs that are all unique and never a bore!
At their core, our current creations contain:

~Copper wire spirals; for the support of copper and to energetically guide all that is listed below into the wearer/area more directly. 

~Brass shavings; add delightful gold toned flecks and their own balancing support.

~Clear Quartz; as a master healing crystal and amplifier.

~Rose Quartz; to support the heart chakra with love. 

~Black Tourmaline; to protect from all that's dense and dark. 

~Sodalite; to calm and support communication.

~Shungite; to decrease inflammation and protect energetically whilst supercharging physical healing.

~ Angelite; to bolster harmony and balance.

 ~Tigers Eye; to support physical health and abundance.

~ ~Green Aventurine; to support one's life adventures.

~Carnelian; for a vibrancy and confidence boost. 

~ Howlite; to support absorption.

~Rainbow Moonstone; to add feminine support.

~Citrine; to support one's digestive system, memory, motivation, and joyful vibrancy.

 ~ Coloured metal glitter; to add an enchanting sparkle and colour support.
Thus:
Black; supports with empowerment and protection.

Red; supports one's base chakra, physicality and passions.

Orange; supports one's sensual, hormonal, sacral chakra.

Yellow/Gold; to support with a bright, joyful, solar plexus, boost.

Pink; supports one's heart chakra lovingly.

Green; to support self love, and one's connection to nature and the Earth.

Light blue; supports communication and one's throat chakra.

Dark blue; supports wise communications, one's mind and third eye wisdom.

Blue Grey; supportive of all things feminine & third eye chakra support.

Purple; for wise, calm, spiritual, crown chakra and third eye support.

Holo Silver; supports the feminine, aura, and balance.

A Thought on Bolstering:

Thus if you can please keep in mind,
These delightful creations can subtly only do so much,
To expect something around an inch wide to effect much more than a meter around it,
Would be a major stretch even if it you carry or touch…

However those in desire of a solo one shan’t despair,
There certainly are ways to bolster their effective range,
Such as possessing multiple so as they work together,
Or wearing/placing near amplifiers like diamonds and quartz though as a combo it may at first seem mentally a little strange…

Evolve your mindset on our creations a little further:

Adjourn to check out our current unique creations available!
Posted in Poetry, Thought Provokers, Uncategorized

Fight or Fly

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
An idea... or a dream,
Plants a seed inside,
Creating excitement a plenty,
Which can be pretty hard to hide,
Yet voicing it at this early stage,
Can create a rather short 'n' bumpy ride.

Then quietly comes a mountain,
Of research that must be done,
To see what might have to happen,
For it to receive an informed run,
'N' although it can be quite overwhelming,
Persevere... research can be a ton of fun!

Gradually it starts it's growing,
Despite the obstacles in the way,
Clawing it's way steadily through,
Not knowing if all this work will pay,
Yet still it grows on notwithstanding,
Surrounding negativity and challenges each day.

Then come competitors in plain sight,
Leaving for whatever their reason,
Even with doubt playing it's evil hand,
It views quitting equal to treason,
Thus on it continues growing,
Throughout this challenging season.

Finally it starts observing,
All the hard work paying off,
Overcome challenges have taught much,
In preparation for a future rough,
That may be hiding amongst the success,
Practicing their own horrid evil laugh.

Now so close to the top,
'N' yet so far still to go,
Another challenge rears it's head,
One so difficult most would bow,
But on it fights with every strength,
With every thing it has in stow.

With success after this battle,
It still needs to keep on it's delicate edge,
Which can be rather difficult,
Much like balancing on an icy ledge,
One slight slip and all may be gone,
Staying on this point though 'tis it's current pledge.

It's achievements start empowering,
Others to have their turn,
All the lessons learned 'n' strategies,
Becoming legends for the next to learn,
For even once it has eventually fallen,
It's workings may still continue to earn.

Thus why we must keep on dreaming,
Even once we're living one,
For a dream fulfilled must keep on growing,
Improving and enhancing once begun,
So that we can keep on living it,
Working on it whilst having fun.
Posted in Nature, Poetry, Thought Provokers, Uncategorized

Coastal Dreamer

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
Sitting upon my porch one hot dusty afternoon,
My mind began a wandering off away,
To a glistening golden sandy beach,
Where tall green palm trees back ’n’ forth calmly sway.

Where crystal blue ocean waves are softly breaking,
On the luxurious soft, sun warmed sand,
Seagulls quickly scavenging for their food,
Whilst young children clasp seashells in their hand.

Where the Moon and Sun rise from an ocean horizon,
Playful dolphins are jumping up through the sky,
The sound of waves crashing on nearby rocks,
People staring at giant whales swimming by.

Thus with a drink in hand I stroll along,
Enjoying the salty breeze in my hair,
The warm, damp, sand moulds around my toes,
Whilst my sequinned silk dress adds it’s own flair.

Smells of a BBQ come from the path ahead,
Where everyone’s only smiles to be found,
There’s a salad bar fully freshly stocked,
With the season’s abundance from all around…

Then a gust of hot, dry, dusty wind,
Blows right through my outback garden to my face,
Snapping me right back to my dusty, dry, reality,
And the chaos of this days pace.

Yet, there’s an element of my mind wanting to stay,
Wanting the daydreams energy to harden,
Alas, it merely makes a mild wave through the day,
Thus For now dreamland must grant my pardon.
Posted in Nature, Poetry, Thought Provokers, Uncategorized

Life goes on…

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
A seed,
If given the chance,
And just the right space,
Can start its life's dance,
Growing a little and learning a little,
Till it blooms to entrance.

Ever Evolving,
To survive in its world,
Preparing its future offspring,
So that they in turn may thrive unfurled,
From life long lessons already learned,
And stand confidently tall instead of timidly curled.

Alas, one day,
It's life comes to an end,
Devastating loving beholders,
Whom now grieve in their own blend,
Of life tasks never ending,
All on hold whilst this one they send.

Eventually though,
They must clamber on out,
Of the negative hole they've been thrown,
Infuse the passed throughout,
Inspirational new ideas, lives, seeds,
Arising to take them on their route.

The climb however,
Can contain, treacherous, tough terrain, 
Some slip a little whereas others fall,
Gaining grazes or stabbings of negative pain,
Thus they now learn new ways to climb,
New strengths, paths, hopes, for positive gain.

Gradually,
New seeds gain enough light,
To shine through negative pain so raw,
That even dark days may seem bright,
As positivity and productivity,
Finally start to win the fight.

Thus presently,
Buds begin to show,
Releasing their magical high,
Overflowing with radiance yet still they grow,
Soon blooming in their own life's dance,
Till they too wither, loosing their glow.
Posted in Nature, Poetry, Thought Provokers, Uncategorized

There’s a Bird…

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
There’s a bird at the bottom of my garden,
With plumage of blue and brown,
He brings his flock each a mere inch tall,
Enjoying a moment with succulents abound.

There’s a bird flitting around my garden, 
Whom thinks they’re the king of the yard!
Despite their small stature and affinity to match the cat,
This black and white one’s quite the bard.

There’s a bird strutting along in my garden,
Who’s a rare visitor white as a ghost,
Enjoying washing the dust away,
Before flying off fear to be toast. 

There’s a brown plumed bird visiting my garden,
With it’s beak reaching far above the fence!
Even if disturbed won’t run away,
Despite the dogs being a noisy menace. 

There’s a water bird upon the clothesline,
Although soon under the sprinkler,
Feathers dark as dark can be,
Unafraid this feathered friend often does linger.

There’s a bird upon the veranda,
So tiny as can be,
And just like his feathery counterparts,
Flits as he likes, wild and free.
Posted in Poetry, Thought Provokers, Uncategorized

Waiting… With Times Metronome.

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
Tick, tock, tick, tocks the clock upon the wall,
Sending a quiet reminder out to one and all,
Whether it be flying on by, right away from you,
Or crawling along slowly till it finally strikes two,
That time is still continuing, even if it seems so still,
And how you use that time is what can really kill.

Perhaps you're a child sitting patiently in a class,
Waiting anxiously for the rest of the time to pass,
Someone waiting in a long line at a rather busy store,
After shopping around for their purchases galore,
A fisherman waiting on his biggest catch to bite,
Or maybe you're waiting for next Saturday night.

The nervous groom awaiting his beautiful bride,
An equestrian waiting for their next big ride,
A pregnant mother awaiting her unborn child,
Whose fears and anxiety go from severe to mild,
To think at some point down the future track,
She will be waiting for her 'help' to come on back.

We seem to spend a lot of time just waiting,
It seems to be necessary to our patience creating,
Helping prepare us for life's many test after test,
Giving us time to contemplate, learn and rest,
Providing we use our time waiting with care,
We may productively become further than there.

For in our lives so short, we have little precious time,
Thus wasting any seems our greatest personal crime,
Yet we spend so much rushing to get so little done,
The next thing we may know it's almost all gone,
Then we say it's all flown past so very quick,
But still the clock goes the same tick, tock, tick!
Posted in Poetry, Thought Provokers, Uncategorized

Thought Conquerer

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
Darkness, shadow, unknown, daunt,
May play fear amidst one’s mind,
Perceiving their overcoming and unveiling,
To be an impossibility in kind.

Evil, dirty, counteractive, 
Out of one’s mortal reach, 
How unbecoming for one to consider,
Placing their control in breach! 

Curiously, cautiously, inquisitively,
One’s dares to delve within,
Adding an intending thought,
For this metamorphosis to begin!

Deeper, bolder, interest sparks,
To shed light upon the situation,
The challenge seems less frightening now,
Giving some time for some contemplation.

Activation, motivation, momentum, 
Starts building as if on cue,
The darkness now appears dawning,
Enlightening an evolving view.

Success, excitement, elation,
When eventually light floods in!
Thoughts positively filled with love and light,
Of a conquering warrior who’s to win!
Posted in Poetry, Thought Provokers, Uncategorized

Mind Play

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
Small, soft, rubber like,
Slowly reaching for the sky,
Widening as it slowly grows,
Till complete maturity is nigh.

Growing right up through its top,
Getting rather thick and very tall,
Roots slowly stirring right through,
Like sticky water in a tiny little ball.

As it's maturity grows so, so close,
Ever near to its very highest peak,
The future looks so vastly clear,
The past is now real dark and bleak.

Then winds gust and thunder roars!
Sticky sap now bellows up inside,
As a hot volcano builds to violently,
Rupture right across the countryside!

Then ever so extremely suddenly,
It's very own top completely explodes,
Everything just goes all everywhere!
Then around again its cycle goes.
Posted in Poetry

Let It Be…

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai

A goal, a need, an immense desire,

Requiring action or support to be sought,

May not always go to plan,

If the universe has something else in thought.

…

Every book and every path,

Leading each a different way to reach the required destination,

Yet all fail time and time again deconstructing patience,

Leaving us frustrated and a tad bit uncomplacent.

…

Irrespective an intention seed of genuine need,

Even if one sources a magickal witches spell cast eloquently,

Whose every step is executed to utmost perfection,

And yet, it somehow still manages to manifest inadequately!

…

Thus perhaps a thought should be shed,

Could this goal not be resonant with one’s core?

Irrelevant to one’s holistic purpose in this universe?

Is there something else needing to be done before or instead?

…

Need it be something from a varied perspective?

Or expansion of my current stance?

‘Tis this unmanifested wish a push to align one towards a place,

Closer to one’s core in this fluid universal dance?

…

Everything’s been done to the minute detail of perfection,

Tried all known to utmost subjectification,

Perhaps ‘tis just not supposed to align with thee,

Although it’s seemed to be so necessary…

…

Thus perhaps it’s just time to let it be,

And find what really is meant to manifest one’s way,

Trusting in the universal plan,

Guiding one to what we’re to learn and foray.

………