I prayed for an Obsidian known as Apache Tears. There is a legend that is attached to it. The forces that be must have worked over time because it's a long way from home. I'm so excited....My mother wrapped silver around it for me so I can wear it. This stone shines and has a sparkle, most Ive seen are a little dull. My dreaming is more vivid I'm not sure if this has any thing do with it. I'm starting to think so. Does anybody have any experiences or thoughts on this, I love to hear it.

I love this stone, Apache tears are the 'teardrop' globules of smoky obsidian, many are rough and look grey or brown on the outside depending on the matrix they have landed in when expelled from the volcano or magma trench Beautiful, very protective and grounding

I don't know if people share stories here (sorry it's so long) but It's EXCITING and SAD. I want to share with open minded people, When I prayed for my"Apache Tears" I kept in mind that it would be more special if the earth offered it up freely, that what is given, not bought or taken. I was deeply attracted to this stone for reasons I was not fully aware, I am relatively new to  knowing  healing properties of stones and Gems. My mother makes healing and semi precious necklaces, One day I pointed out an Obsidian in a bunch of pictures she had. She told me,( I loved the properties it had) and it spurned the conversation of the attraction to stones and how it means something, and she thought that it would be a good stone for me... Later on My mother came across a native woman she knew a long time ago at a little hall in a small village, who sells stones and such. She gave my mom some as a gift and would not let her pay for them she told her about the Apache Tears. My mom thought it odd, and later made a necklace for her in return, the woman would not take it as payment she wanted to pay my mom in full. Finally the woman talked my mom into taking half the money for the necklace. So you see the stones she gave her was truly given. I WAS AMAZED!  Now I believe this stone has triggered my past, and made me think. When I was a young girl Of thirteen, a Medicine woman, Great spirit bless her, Helped street kids. She became mentor and confidant, I didn't have it as bad as the street kids, but  she took me under her wing anyway. I learned things I would never have otherwise, healing stones, smudging, blessing, seeing spirit tracks. She was a powerful healer She made medicine pouches for some of the street kids she helped, she held healing circles and took any kids who wanted to participate to the sweat lodges; I will never forget my first experience....amazing! Anyway she had made me a powerful medicine pouch. she told the usual warning about being clean and not doing drugs or alcohol while wearing it, not that she had to worry, I had respect. I asked what was is in it , she told me "well you would find something like  smudge, and some special stones. This must never be opened because whats in it, is my own special magic for you, along with my blessings." She told me I would receive spiritual protection (because of apparitions I was seeing) and guidance always. This was all done while she was in remission, after having breast cancer. Sadly she passed on a couple years later when the cancer came back. ( I'm crying)  I smelled smudge yesterday and found myself thinking of her again when I hadn't for a while. Then Out of the Blue the Phone rang, my Best friend  that was also close to her, whom I have been trying to find for 9 years, found my Phone number, ( sob...) tells me she was thinking about her and I, and that she had a smudge that day. This Obsidian is special, I'm sure. The Apache legend is that once long ago, In battle that many Braves had been driven over a precipice to their peril, the many dark tears of the Apache women fell and formed the teardrop shaped Obsidians, now Known  as " Apache Tears"  It is a powerful stone used by Shamans. I feel this stone was an affirmation to continue on the path to be a healer and to keep helping others, and a reminder that all things come to full circle. Lots of love everyone, thanks if you read this.

Yes i read your story and it's really touching.I also got stones without having to buy or taken.They were offered to me by a women one year back as she had lots which she was not using.The stones wanted to be with someone to be cared and the women had to choose who the stones wanted to go to as there was many who asked for them.About 20 stones chose to come to me and it's really amazing.Some i gave to my frends whom i felt needed one.
Then later when i was on vacation at a place for pilgrimage i met a man.i was just going to each crystal shop to look at crystals to please my eyes.lol.then iw ent to a certain shop when the helper there told me to take one small stone lying on the table.well i chose one and so has my frends and sister.then he called the owner of that shop.He gave us more stones for free.He told me to take a bunch of them and distribute them to the persons forming part in same tour group.well it's all amazing the way Motherr Nature works By miracles.

the Taer drop legend is very interesting.

Thats a neat coincidence.  I like that the man was able to give you so many, So everyone had a little gift. The best things in life really are for free, and not just that; you have the memory of it too which makes it all the richer. People always give me Love Quartz. When I was young(19) This great guy I dated Gave me one on a simple necklace. I wore it for so long. I kept it in part because it reminded me that such a great person could love me so much, Sappy but true. I never had a bad boyfriend since. The next great guy had to go back to Italy to the military, and a few others for various reasons made it impossible to stay together at the time. It's like a real blessing in my life. Now I receive one about once a year from various friends or relatives or admirers, and I often remark on the coincidence of it. Some would say I'm unlucky considering I've never married (my married friends). But I am lucky because I don't have BAD boyfriend stories like every one else. just a pile of rose Quartz and good memories and blessings LOL....and bless you for reading all my rambling, I was sad and reflective and thankful all at once, Lots of Love. B