I've been sitting on this for a while, because, to be honest...I was embarrassed to talk about this. I know. It's ridiculous. I mean...we're Pagans, people. We don't exactly fit the mold. PLUS, I've totally talked to y'all about getting nekkid in my backyard, so I'm thinking that me spotting an orb in a picture I took months ago wouldn't make you think I was an eejit.
Here's the deal: A while ago, back in April, my family and I went camping at my sister-in-law's place of work. She works at a children's home with a large piece of property upon which is a little pond and a camping area that my brother-in-law had cleared out. It's very pretty. See?:
Beautiful, right? Okay, anyway, we got there and started walking around the pond and toodling a bit when I spotted a red stone in my path. It was a rather bright red, sort of the color of new bricks, and very smooth. It had the look and feel of a river stone and fit nicely in the palm of my hand. I asked anybody (human) if it belonged to them and pocketed it, being a rather famous collector of rocks.
Now, I don't usually ask the spirits or creatures or whathaveyou if I can pick up stones. I might say a blanket thank you to the winds if I find a good one, but I'm usually not too stringent about it. I consider Earth to be my element (I'm not a very good Gemini sometimes) and have an affinity for stones, so I just take it for granted that they are given to me freely.
From the beginning, the stone felt...weird. I don't know if this happens to y'all...it rarely happens to me. But sometimes I just get a strong..."meh" feeling about something. It is neither good nor bad, but the very non-pin-downable aspect of it gives me the hoobies. That's how this stone felt. Several times, I thought about putting it back, but I never did.
Flash forward a few months when I'm finally going over the photos I took at the camp-out. After fiddling around with a few for clarity, I came across this series:
Wow, you might be saying. That's...gosh, that's really...what the heck am I looking at, NotHannah.
HERE is what you're looking at:
Yeah. If you click on the first picture, the face might wig you out. I'm just saying. Because it wigs me out. Beneath the orb, there are definitely leaves and it's possible of course that the leaves and the orb worked together to create a little nuttiness, but...it wigs me out. Still.
But it gets better. Because a few frames later, I found this:
I don't know if it translates well in this picture, but from one frame to the next, something moves in front of the branch and bends it down slightly. WTF?
Here's the thing. I've never used that stone. It resides currently under my microwave, I think, because I didn't want to put it with my other stones and I didn't want to use it until I figured out what the deal with it was. I think, after looking at these picture again (and wigging myself out AGAIN) that what I need to do is take it back to the owner. I don't catch any malice from these pictures, nor even any from the stone.
It doesn't belong to me. Clearly.
Before I ask you your opinion, let me give you a caveat or two: it was April and veeerrry pollen-y on the day this was taken. I was filming swallows swooping down to catch flies on top of the water. It's entirely possible--probable even--that these are pictures of water droplets from the swallows or pieces of pollen.
What do you think? Shall I take the stone back? Keep it? Fling it out into the pasture and be done with it. (I won't do that. That REALLY doesn't feel right.) Alternately, have you had any experiences with orbs?