It’s been a while since I posted a bunch of crystal fun, but since I know many of my friends and readers share a love for them, I thought I’d do so. These happen to go along with the theme I wrote about in my blog, Giraffes, Africa, Origins & Our Animal Sanctuary that touches on origins and how so much keeps coming up Africa again for me. These crystals hold very unique and in some cases, contrasting energy, although all come from Africa. I also had a fun discovery about one of my newest succulent plant friend additions to the large succulent family here. You’ll see what I mean below.
Needless to say, the Africa theme continues with some interesting twists still unfolding, as well as origins “cracking” wide open and coming full circle. More on that below too.
It was fun to hear how this theme is showing up for others too, including faery Laura, who shared about her own journey today in her blog, Reclaiming Roots and a Writing Update. In her post she speaks to how “roots” seems to be her 2018 word and her personal journey of this taking her on a Celtic journey through Welsh lessons – a journey helping “root” out things in many key areas of her life. Her blog post is a fun exploration of this and how these roots and origins are running deep for many. She includes a tie-in of discovery that linked to my own journey.
Okay, so before I get into crystal and succulent fun, something synchronous that took place last night, right before heading to bed, included a very special fossil and crystal piece I have. I shared this on Laura’s blog as a comment, but will include more detail here.
I mentioned to her, “speaking of roots,” this incredible and rare power piece I have, which is a very substantial and potent wand or smaller scepter, that found me back in 2008 while living at the north end of Lake Tahoe, got my attention.
The “wand” part is actually a rare, fully intact coral fossil from the Paleozoic Era/Devonian period (approx. 400 million years old). The shape of this extremely rare fossil indicates that it stood upright on the ocean floor and was inhabited by an animal with tentacles pointing upward.
It’s wild looking, like a horn, huge claw, or mega fossilized root. It is wrapped in copper wire with an incredible Arkansas quartz crystal at top – bringing together elements of earth, air, fire, and water. Along the front there are nine sharks teeth from the Miocene Era (approx. 25 million years old), which are said to protect against evil and poisoning. There is also an ammonite at center (approx. 400,000,000 years old) too. Fossils have a strong life force preserved in them and they can be upliftin and promote bonding with the animal kingdom.
Anyway, last night I went into my office, as I always do to say goodnight to Astrid, and I found this power piece on the floor. It sits center/front of the altar table at center of my room with all of sound instruments and some other crystals. A place Astrid loves to lay under every day, especially alongside the golden mother quartz on the ground.
I can only imagine that Astrid brought it down off the table. It happens to sit between another incredible pink quartz I found with the golden mother quartz. These were the two, you might remember, that I carried down the day of my foot fracture, later being returned to me by my friends. An incident that supported my completing the story of my new book – more origins involved here, symbolically.
Well at the right of this wand sits three crystals from Africa. My guess is that when it fell, it struck the giant mother quartz just below it, as there would be no other reason for it cracking, if it had just hit the carpet.
Interestingly, it wasn’t a crazy blow, as the only thing that happened is the bottom third of it, where the point of the tentacle is, cracked or separated from the other two thirds. However, you couldn’t tell visually because it is so well bound with copper wiring, at five different points – one of which is exactly where this separated. The copper wiring held it in place, but it was evident a full separation had happened here when I examined it further.
I don’t get upset about such things, as I feel these incidents have purpose and meaning, and I KNOW Astrid doesn’t do anything by accident.
She hasn’t touched anything on the table since we live here, so this was definitely not random, nor an easy feat being that it is quite a very heavy and dense piece.
It is very connected to Atlantis and my time there, but there are several other connections I can make and as Laura pointed out, “Celts and the Egyptians have much to do with Atlantis.” – both connections of our roots and origins.
But one thing that became strongly evident, brought me back to Africa.
I started getting a sense that this fossil had origins from that area of the Earth and upon further investigation with my pendulum, it resounded with huge, crazy circling yes’s in affirmation.
As Laura also said, “I wonder what Astrid unlocked.”
Indeed, I imagine I’ll find out more, as the journey spirals onward.
For one, it brought to my attention, this piece is integral things and it wasn’t random, either, that I’d place it center of everything in my room.
There are keys awaiting to be used.
And more of this will likely come now BECAUSE of these new African crystals that have joined the collective here.
Bringing them together feels like a journey in the making that has aligned for now.
So that brings me to sharing their photos and some about their energy.
The first two being Spirit Quartz, or Faery Quartz, as their known alongside sometimes also being called Cactus Quartz. They come from the Boekenhouthoek area, Mkobola, Nkangala District, Mpumalanga Province, South Africa.
They sparkle like crazy and really vibrate with harmony and radiating high frequencies.
These South African sweeties infuse a very nurturing and renewing energy into my sacred space, promoting hope, wholeness, clarity, and collective synergy.
Light body activation mixed with love and peace.
There’s a gentle grace pervading and it feels soft and freeing.
Pictured in the photos are a large Ametrine (Amethyst and Citrine) Spirit Quartz plate and rare occurrence of peach and white Spirit Quartz cluster that sits on a Boekenhout Jasper matrix.
Apparently, “the combination of Spirit Quartz and Boekenhout Jasper is a part of what’s known as the “Grand Formation” in the world of crystals.”
Sitting in a triad with them is this special little African stalactite that called to me. I don’t know the area it comes from, but just that it’s from Africa.
I love the stalactite essence – miracles of Terra. They seem to speak of raising one’s energy, deep inner growth that shifts the outer, and amplifying spiritual expansion, while connecting with the inner womb of creation from within Mother Earth.
Then we have this stunning Tigers Eye Egg that sits on my shelf alongside three other eggs I have of Lapis Lazuli, Sunstone, and Rainbow Moonstone.
This Tigers Eye Egg is really unique and rare – the largest of my eggs in fact. It holds incredible power and shimmers with both Blue Tigers Eye and Gold Tigers Eye chatoyancy. Each brings together their own metaphysical properties and energies into an alchemical blend.
Yes, you guessed it…This egg originates from South Africa and is a powerful third eye, throat chakra, solar plexus and root chakra stone that supports aligning with all six psychic senses. Wonderful for self confidence and encouraging one to stand in their own power.
Blue Tiger’s Eye is also known as Hawk’s or Falcon’s Eye, which also is SO connected for me, as I have a deep connection with Horus, the Hawk/Falcon God of Egypt. I happen to have a one-of-a-kind stone statue of him that I brought back from my first trip in Egypt, that sits atop my book shelf.
The blue adds calming energy and helps one connect with guides, helpers, and cosmic forces, while also bringing one into alignment with their highest gifts and life purpose. It draws in far-seeing vision to assist one in seeing their life from all angles, to uncover the truth, and read situations with hawk’s eye clarity.
The gold supports a life lived with courage and experiencing enjoyment and celebration of it. This aligns with experiencing abundance, as well as provides encouragement and hope. It’s wonderful for new beginnings and growth too, while remaining focused and grounded as you work towards goals and dreams.
Crystal Eggs represent rebirth, fertility, and new beginnings.
This leads us to the last of this African grouping – a gorgeous rare Black Ammonite Pair that originates from the magical island of Madagascar, one of the most energy-filled centers on the planet. These hold very ancient, healing energy, and deep/root/origin wisdom.
You can feel how different these are from the others. I’ve never seen such a large pair and I love the dark connecting with the hidden and shadowy recesses, but also the sparkly inner realm of it that shares light is inherent in it all.
These fossils are between 135-395 million years old and bring the energy of Ammonite – activators of our metaphysical gifts and inter-dimensional exploration. When placed on the third eye chakra, Ammonite reveals the soul’s path, which is encoded within it. It is also useful to support rebirthing and is a powerful Karmic cleanser, helping one release mental obsessions and important past life issues.
Feng Shui masters call Ammonite the seven color prosperity stone because it’s believed not only to stimulate the flow of life force energy through the body, but to be exceedingly fortunate for abundance, vitality, health, and promoting beneficial business ventures.
This brings me lastly, to my fun succulent discovery.
I have a new writing partner (to add to my Peter Rabbit and two storykeeper bunnies) and rabbit guardian overseeing things here in my Wonderland office from the vantage point of my desk.
This bunny planter is solid cement and so beautifully crafted. I found the perfect succulents I wanted for him to be like cascading water from the cabbage basket that will continue growing longer and adding to the abundant flow of energy and harvest alongside the grapes.
All of these holding rich symbolism perfect to immerse in.
I may move the planter out on my deck in summer, but for now I love the wisdom and whimsy of my new friend next to me and the exotic pink and green string of hearts Ceropegia Woodii, the Sedum Red Carpet Crassula that will turn red with intense sun, the Echeveria Moonglow at center AND the rare Senecio Rowleyanus string of pearls native to Namibia, Africa. I didn’t realize this until after I planted it.
I adorned the planter with three butterflies and one dragonfly, some moss, and three little quartz points – one of which has a timelink to the future – to add to the Magick.
Such incredible energies and all just “happening,” by listen to guidance within.
This leads me to a synchronous morning-full-circle-discovery that ties in the fossil wand and symbolic origins.
I was looking for something in my office closet and pulled out a bag. I didn’t know what was in it, but it happened to have these crystal prism hangers I once hung in my first Tahoe rental I moved into on my own after my divorce – something I’d had intention of finding and putting up here in my office.
Incidentally, the bag also had a card in it. The only two things in there.
The card had a black and white photo of Lake Tahoe on the front by a photographer, dated 2010. I opened it to find it was an anniversary card from Dave, perhaps from 2010 – eight years ago.
But guess what was also inside of the card?
The certificate of authenticity for my power piece wand that cracked open last night, along with all of the information about the fossil, sharks’ teeth, ammonite, crystal, etc. – the only way I would have known the info I wrote up above.
Then the card itself was a chilling a-ha moment.
It has one line it, besides ending off with “I love you.”
It reads, “Someday soon hopefully we’ll back in the place we came from.”
He meant Lake Tahoe, as that is where we met and had moved away from, but how uncanny in terms of this theme of “origins.”
On one level, Tahoe is indeed a return to our origins, having everything we love and both feel most at home in.
On another, well…..it speaks to so much more.
“For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there, they struggle with all the force of their lives for one thing only: to fulfil themselves according to their own laws, to build up their own form, to represent themselves. Nothing is holier, nothing is more exemplary than a beautiful, strong tree. When a tree is cut down and reveals its naked death-wound to the sun, one can read its whole history in the luminous, inscribed disk of its trunk: in the rings of its years, its scars, all the struggle, all the suffering, all the sickness, all the happiness and prosperity stand truly written, the narrow years and the luxurious years, the attacks withstood, the storms endured. And every young farmboy knows that the hardest and noblest wood has the narrowest rings, that high on the mountains and in continuing danger the most indestructible, the strongest, the ideal trees grow.
Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.
A tree says: A kernel is hidden in me, a spark, a thought, I am life from eternal life. The attempt and the risk that the eternal mother took with me is unique, unique the form and veins of my skin, unique the smallest play of leaves in my branches and the smallest scar on my bark. I was made to form and reveal the eternal in my smallest special detail.
A tree says: My strength is trust. I know nothing about my fathers, I know nothing about the thousand children that every year spring out of me. I live out the secret of my seed to the very end, and I care for nothing else. I trust that God is in me. I trust that my labor is holy. Out of this trust I live.
When we are stricken and cannot bear our lives any longer, then a tree has something to say to us: Be still! Be still! Look at me! Life is not easy, life is not difficult. Those are childish thoughts. Let God speak within you, and your thoughts will grow silent. You are anxious because your path leads away from mother and home. But every step and every day lead you back again to the mother. Home is neither here nor there. Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all.
A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them silently for a long time, this longing reveals its kernel, its meaning. It is not so much a matter of escaping from one’s suffering, though it may seem to be so. It is a longing for home, for a memory of the mother, for new metaphors for life. It leads home. Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother.
So the tree rustles in the evening, when we stand uneasy before our own childish thoughts: Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them. But when we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve an incomparable joy. Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness.”
~Hermann Hesse, Baume. Betrachtungen und Gedichte (Trees. Reflections and Poems)