I love bones. A few might think that my feelings are provoked by some kind of morbid fascination with death. I do find death and dying quite intriguing—don’t you?—but death has little to do with my reasons for loving bones. I’m just enchanted by inner complexities. I feel that I learn best when I can see what lies within. I enjoy making sense of that which holds something together, giving it shape, keeping it from crumbling… I find it puzzling, and the thoughts keeps me focused.
The other day, I was in a lot of pain. I needed to focus on something other than body aches. Hurting, and thinking about it, sucks. In an effort to annihilate the suck(age), I visited Forest of the Bones, and got myself a bit of bone bling. Aren’t they precious?
“snake vertebrae bones,
found along the side of the road,
cleaned and then sun dried, by” Laura
I was wearing them when I shared the fact that Sometimes I Need to Hurt in Private… By the way, after I published that post, I found this great quote, in Melissa Marr’s Graveminder: “Part of being strong is knowing when to hide your weaknesses, and when to admit them. When is just… [you and someone you trust], you can cry. In front of the world, you keep that chin up.” I think it goes well with the whole needing to hurt alone, for a while, motif.
Back to the bones… Laura went nuts when she packed my earrings. Either that, or Emo, her adorable cat, waited until his mama wasn’t looking and sneaked in all these goodies:
Yep, feathers, a tooth and more bones! I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the jaw. And the wee vial of bone has been whispering, “Let’s do a little magic,” ever since the parcel got here. I haven’t said yes, yet—sometimes you need to play hard to get, you know? But I doubt I will be able to resist the whispers much longer. There is just too much fun to be had with bones.
Laura, you made my day. Heck, you made my month. I adore my earrings, and I’m delighted by the rest. I’m sooooooooooooo thankful! *the number of Os says just how much*
This is the wild, agile and wicked handsome Emo of ForestWalkArt.
Doesn’t he look like he would send me some extra gifts?
Yep, I thought so, too ;-)