
My current rosary collection. I’m not Christian by any means, but I’ve always been drawn to any kind of prayer beads. As a kid, I used to admire my grandfather’s Muslim prayer beads; they were green with a coral red tassel. My grandma’s rosary looked like shiny black crystals with a brass-looking cross and middle piece. I was never allowed to play with both of them, but I was allowed to hold them while my grandparents explained to me what they were respectively.
I am not christened, so I got my first rosary in Bavaria. I acquired more later - one or two on each trip - but I also got many at our country’s annual procession for the Patron Saint, which is Mary the Consoler of the Afflicted. I would never wear them as an accessory; I have way too much respect.
I’m actually in the process of picking out a rosary as a gift for a friend. I do clean my rosaries a few times a year, but it’s rare that I have them all out at once in their boxes. There are two kids rosaries, one is ring-sized, five are bracelet-sized (or made to be hung from a car’s rear view mirror), and there’s one made entirely of quartz and one made entirely of amethyst. In total there are about 35.
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