the two stones we got for solstice are charging and grounding. this is a new one i got yesterday. i keep getting more but stones aren't like other objects, you can i suppose have too many, but they aren't cluttering. they might cluster, but they're dynamic, unlike clutter that seems to weight down the atmosphere. i think i play with the stones and wonder if i'm too lazy to work with them. i don't do meditation but i do my meditations, i meditate on things. a lot of the time i'm muddled and unclear, i think that's part of rumination, occasionally i get moments of clarity. so good to see mister, and charge my stone on his grounding dome. do essential oils really work? the guy at the rock shop said they work by oxygenating the body, and especially stimulating the pineal gland. i'll try cedar oil. see i'm skeptical of hucksters because the consumer culture is rife with them and they are some smooth operators at times, more like obomba than trump, trump's for dummies, obomba's a phony for democratic diehards. i'm talking too much. i remember saying i have to wait to write poems, but i didn't wait, because something has to be engendered by just showing up and perchance repeating oneself, like improvising, occasionally it's limpid, mostly it's keeping time and some kind of individual rhythm in the chaos of human time.