I have been writing a lot lately. Exploring the maze of anxiety’s complex design. Recently, another person’s energy got the best of me and it left me in many states of wonder. I usually am not affected by too many opinions or words held by others. We are all on such unique journeys and I understand that people have things they are working through. I have many paths that I navigate with my trusty yard sheers (hedge trimmers) and nothing brings more joy to me than removing dead things. The things that no longer make sense. The things that do not serve me. The garden in my mind should be the way I desire it, but it should also be fruitful. It should flower, nourish my soul, bring helpful seeds to others. What a joyful thing in this life to see flowers and LIFE giving vibrations come from seeds you gave to someone else. These holy gifts are real and we take them with us after this life. 

As for this energy that I encountered, make no hesitation that I not only expelled it, but I exercised it. As I have said many times, your left hand must be just as strong as your right. When someone shames others for their family, their background, and the identity this world has pressed upon them, well, there is no room in my life for such pestilence. No one can tell you who they think you are. No one can shame you for your true identity or things that cannot be changed.  No one should oppress you. No one should make you less than they are. There is no lesser or greater. I don’t like people who stand up high and liquify people into a measuring cup. When someone uses their energy, keyboard, or actually tells you that you are nothing… remember you are nothing to them… THEM. They reflect their nothingness onto you and hope you will accept it. Because really, you are everything to them and they need to take you down. Down to the dirt… as I have always said…. 

“See, a seed can be planted too far down and be surrounded by darkness for a long time. If it sprouts, you wouldn’t believe all the tall greens around it that may try to take its light so it won’t grow. Sometimes weeds step right in and try to choke it. Then as it catches the light and rises, a few will gossip quietly and wish for its death. Roll their eyes. Ya know, all that hateful stuff. Then when that plant grows taller than all those light hogs and weeds, you would think World War III had broken out. That’s when people lose their minds. Show their truest selves. A personal attack for just growing and being. Sure you have a ton of friends growing with ya but there are always those other guys in the mix, all angry. Then, when that flower blooms… those other guys are still green with jealousy. Hating you for how people may love your bloom. They say things like, “She didn’t always look like that!” .. “She wasn’t a flower 15 years ago.” … “She thinks she is so special.” … “I know where she came from, the dirt, she is nothing.” 

You’re right about one thing, I did come from the dirt and now I bloom every season.” 

I know it has been a very long time since I wrote an Animal Medicine post. I appreciate the emails with requests for stones, books, and all the medicines. All of you are so amazing and I am honored to get to interact with each of you. Cannot tell you how much I appreciate your kindness and support through the years. 

I noticed that I hadn’t posted for years about cat circles, interjectory energies gifted into thoughts by cats, or prophetic dream or dream states brought on by specific animal energies such as the ones brought on by cats. 

Nicodemus, my oldest cat, is definitely my “anxiety” cat. When I can’t sleep he jumps up on the bed and lays on my chest of stomach. His deep purring puts me to sleep within moments. Once I am asleep his work is done. He leaves. There have been times I was worried or unsure. In these times, he is always there. He, like Holden, both have absorbed a lot over the years in protection of me and my household. Cats do not neutralize or dispel energy. They do take it between the worlds and on their messenger routes. It becomes baggage, it can become sickness. Especially for sticky indoor cats. As humans there is nothing we can do to stop them from their born nature. Cats protect energetically while Dogs protect physically. I have a story for you that happened over 2 years ago that would floor you. That is for another day though. 

For now, remember it is important to protect our babes. Clearing a Cat’s energy can add years to their lives and well beings. It can change them but only in a good way. As I have posted in the past about Earth Medicine being positive productive without backward cause. 

Have you ever noticed cats loves to lay on crystals and rocks? You would think they would want something soft and plush to lay on. I leave a very large 20 pound crystal on the floor upstairs for them to lay on it they need to concentrate or expel before I can help clear them. 

I use a blue kyanite wand most of the time. My cats also love selenite. Take the wand and start at the cat’s crown, taking the wand down their spine, to the end of their tail. Then under their bodies on the ribcage and abdominal area. Sometimes they want contact with the crystal and sometimes not. Petting your cat with a crystal can’t hurt but I leave it up to the cat. Clearing your Cat is similar to clearing your crystals. Absorb and release.

The Heart of Veracity is Smoky Quartz, truth is embedded in each gaze. As the dark slowly lifts, it gives way to a clear picture. Drawing the truth out of a situation, especially where it is needed for you to prevail, is the gift given by Smoky Quartz. Their surface can seem dark and listless, but upon a closer look, you see an inner light. Like the bottom of a bog pool. That shimmer of life that lives underneath. A summoner to find it. A hidden power that rises. 

Smoky Quartz is a stone of the mental plane; being the governing power over concentration, surface associations, specific stages of trauma, and specific dream association. 

This being said, Smoky Quartz is a way to tie the mental and physical together to manifest a constant dream, goal, or repetitive wish. The Smoky Quartz is a seeker crystal, by this, it naturally attunes itself to the wearer. Making pathways where you specifically want to go and leading you there as a personal guide. Smokies are also transformers, helping you grow and transform on your journey. This is the ultimate “goal” stone. 

Paired with Fluorite, it can dissolve fatigue brought on by burn out. Also helping with endurance for the long journey ahead. 

All aspects of concentration fall under the reign of Smoky Quartz. Focus, short attention spans, the ability to absorb what has been learned, and all attention disorders. A helper in paying attention the things in our lives we tend to not see because our attention is transfixed elsewhere. 

Surface associations such as communications and making yourself understood. Showing up in self defense when other people try to tell you who THEY think you are. A must for those who tend to over analyze past conversations with anxiety and distress. Those who replay things over and over to no avail adding self doubt into the mix. Smoky helps refocus away from these issues. Also helps refocus the energies put into melancholy and worry about uncertainty. An aid, setting a warm overcast on the cold coasts of loneliness. 

A helper in healing from past traumas and the onset of depression and anxiety from said traumas. In this area, smoky quartz is a helper stone and must be paired with a lead stone for the specific trauma. 

Smoky Quartz is the lead stone and only stone for lawsuits and justice. Pulling the truth and setting records straight. Paired with pyrite, the duo can expose liars in your everyday life. To you and sometimes themselves.  

Smoky Quartz also falls under a very exclusive category that has only a membership of seven. Smoky is one of the Seven Ancient Stones of the Gods. Playing an extensive roll in antiquity and lore.  Over many years of compiling old stories about this stone, I am taken aback by the rich catalog of lore about Smoky Quartz. Not just in one region but in places all over the world. One of the Seven that speaks to people in this new world, as much as the old. 

Wednesday night, I was visited in my sleep, in a lucid dream. My visitor was grand. She came into my room, not through the door, but appearing after the entrance. Walking slowly, her antlers scraped the ceiling. Pieces of the damaged surface paint fell at her feet and grew into baby deers. Licking their new bodies. Becoming to their new shape. She stops but the scraping sound continues as she stands at the foot of my bed holding her sceptre. Only one side of her is brightly visible where the half moonlight shined through my window. The dark edges of her detail on the other side were incomplete. I am sure she is Elen of the Ways. Is it weird that I am sleeping but watching her? Not at all.

The scraping noise stopped. She looked down at me as I sleep and this movement was like a call to the fabric of being. I rose upwards and realized I was blue and translucent. I looked behind me and my body was sleeping. She held her hand out to me and I reached for it. I suddenly felt myself pushed back into my body. I woke up and my cat Nicodemus was laying on my chest. He wouldn’t leave me, which is odd because he isn’t clingy. He put his weight on me. His purrs said, “Sleep.” It smelled like salt. The crashing of waves was in the distance fading.

I can see through the deer’s eyes as they frolic through the grass. I see the baby deer in a large brush, looking at his mother before they sleep under the moon. I now see through the deer’s eyes again. His mother says, “Sleep.”

I am going to go down a road that I never really travel down. Rarely. The years of 1993 and 1994 were red-lettered years in my life. You can truly see everything that I am now because of these years. The events catalog, to this day, sections of my personality in the same way a table of contents identifies chapters to a book. My becoming nurtured by the care and tending of these years. 

This was the year that I had an understanding of the left & right that coincide with the spiritual world and the physical world. In the physical world, when we want someone to STOP or when defending ourselves, we naturally raise our dominant hand with our palm facing out. Stop. This is also the hand we “give” with. We give direction, we hand an object to someone, we pay for items, etc. We are dominant in giving. 

In the spiritual world, our subordinate hand is the hand we receive with. What we receive in energy we give physically. When someone attacks us physically we use our dominant hand. When someone attacks us energetically, many make the mistake of thinking their dominant hand is the hand to stop the attack with. This is incorrect. You receive with your subordinate hand, no matter if it is given or thrown, you MUST refuse and END the action with your subordinate hand. You must choose what you receive.  

“Little dear one, Is it always just love and light?

Brightlings always make sure your left hand is a strong as your right…”

I am right-handed. If someone physically was walking toward me, I would raise my right hand as a gesture to ask them to stop. If someone threw energy at me, good or bad, I would receive it or decline it with my left hand. This also paints a clear picture of how to wear stones, their directions, and language all come to key. 

Now, about the ring… In 1993 my Grandmother gave me a very “real” book. There were all those fluffy magic books in the 90s that I had read… then there was this book. Finally, a book that appealed to our darker nature. Shadows no longer collected dust but I learned quickly that they must be exercised the right way. The left isn’t really dark but it can be seen as such. This is because of outcomes experienced by people who didn’t learn enough about the room they play in before they turned off the light. Then they tried to continue their play in the dark. Tripping over furnishings and not finding what you are looking for is not the fault of the lighting condition or the light switch itself. Know your surroundings, know where you play. It is sometimes made dark by the misunderstanding, but those who have night vision do not see it as dark.

In this gifted book, it always reminded us about the importance of ritual jewelry. I was well versed in this already but I did not have any rings with my name or intention written on them. As you know, you must write your name on your jewels and tools during any ritual. Not the name you have been given in the physical world but the name you were given or gave yourself for ritual. The name the spirits know you by. The name no one else in the physical knows except those in your Klatch and family community. The way your name is known in the spirit world is much like how your power animal and guide is named. No one knows your guide’s name except you and should never be given as long as you live. Anyone, you gave your other name to, in perfect love and trust, that ends up misusing it will find their guides gone. They will see the backs of any spirit that was ever inclined to work with them. The name is so important. The name is the title of your book. 

I designed my first ritual ring and it was the Spell Ring. Exact in every way you see it here. The first had my “name” on the top and the second had a word of protection on the top just like the Spell Rings released today. At that time, I was just entering my teens, I was not able to fully make my design myself. To help, my Grandmother took me to a jeweler to help me manifest this into reality. Now, 26 years later, I manifest them into reality for you. 

The top of the ring simply says, “END”. This is a power of protection and strengthening of your Left hand (or subordinate hand.) An exercise in restraint, protection, and ending a current. The word END and STOP both have the same meaning and are used interchangeably in this practice. The ring also features a septagram and specific talisman as a cross combination to protect the wearer and teach their hand how to receive positively and energetically.  

Many Bright Blessings friends and all of my love. Happy Week’s end! 

Let’s talk about Lapis Lazuli. I mean really talk about it. Not the copy and paste “This stone is good for… etc etc.” kind of talk. Let’s talk like there isn’t a like button. Too many times copy and paste is the fall back for show and too many times a stone’s properties get lost behind trends. Let us run full speed up against it and experience the collision reverberate within us. Let us listen as we truly hear Lapis Lazuli’s Crystal Speak. 

Lapis Lazuli is related to the essence of all that exists inside you aside from the physical. Your breathe, your soul, your  being. This stone serves as a talking device between the flesh and spirit. It is the vocal cord crystal of the Earth and the vocal cord crystal of your personal truth. It can find the “True Self”, when the true self sleeps. Do you believe your true self is the self that systematically rises to alarms and works the clock daily? Do you believe your true self is the one who is tired? Marathoning Netflix? No. This is not your true self. Your true self sleeps. Where does this self sleep? In the night sky of lapis. Dreaming of how to touch the ground. 

Lapis relates to the third and fourth chakra; third eye and throat. Aligning the voice and conscious awareness is the key to finding the self in the sleeping abyss. All memory revisited and all speechless moments broken for speak. 

A stone relating to attentiveness and being alert; when you know something wicked this way comes… Lapis is your lighthouse to shore. No wicked wave of the night can crush your boat to the deep. A stone to be worn around people you are unsure about. An unknown Frenemy will be revealed. A liar cannot vocalize their deceit without breaking their skill.

Being a filter stone, Lapis will clear the path of obstacles, giving you a clear vision of your goal at the other side of the journey and how to achieve it. Filters also help us remove the the clouds giving us a bright sky view of life. There are times when life ties us to the negative and lapis is the upbeat cup of coffee that gives us that pep in our step to get us back on track. 

Lapis also relates to the ego.. This is the stone of fame. Recognition from your work, social status, social media, publications, and if you have a desire for being “known” this is the stone. Good for social structure settings like school or social clubs. Just remember that Lapis polishes the Ego, what you truly are will be high shined. 

Lapis projects the inner self in all facets, no matter if the self lives in a darker place. All truth and intention come to life. 

There are many types of Lapis and each has its levels. From the most commonly known Lapis Lazuli, Denim, and Green to the less common names such as Russian or Siberian, Persian, and Chilean. All of these types have the properties above with added variants depending on the type. There will be another blog about these variations soon. 

Take a deep breath, and realize, this magic essence of life is the manifestation of Lapis. Our breath is blue. 

There are a lot of people that won’t be able to read this. It’s just not in their present nature to consume words. That is a subconscious choice that belongs to them and then alone. Some will see what I have to say in black and white, some will see it in color but dulled around the edges, then others will see it in the verdant way Spring comes to life after the first warm rain of the season. 

There is no right way or wrong way. People are meant to walk all sorts of different paths for different reasons. It just is. 

This weekend, let us wash technology away, take a break from seeing through a digital screen, and touch the leaves outside that seem to be leaking away from their colorful richness as your eyes pass each word. This post is about magic words and when words become magic. It is different for everyone. Some just repeat the words, some have to concentrate the words, and others must use symbolic language to make them come to life. No matter what, all people can make their words magic.

When I was 14 years old, I was reading a book my Grandmother gave me to read. Like many books of this nature, there were “magic words” or “rhymed incantations” that followed actions feeding the subconscious mind. Repeated chants accompanied by motions and a “way” of saying them. There is an old saying my Grandma always repeated, “Words are magic, that’s why they call it Spelling.” Oddly enough, I saw the meaning behind this several times but never consciously saw how I could accidentally make my words invoke. 

We know about the power of “I AM” and whatever you say behind it is your gift to yourself. We know the power of chanting and how engraining words into the topsoil of the mind can grow our most desired flowers. It is all known, but how many times do we ‘see’ our accidental magic? I want to tell you about one of mine a couple of years ago. Listen, friends, it is of great importance…

A couple of years ago, I began a journey to learn Swedish. It was mostly for Genealogy and studying my Grandfather’s family records. They had interesting stories, names, and great documentation. Problem was I could not read any of it. So I started using apps and different online sources to read about my family. You always start small, with basic words, and repetition. This was where I was a couple of years ago… Learning about common insects and animals. 

Spider… spindel

The spider… spindeln

Spiders… spindlar

The spiders… spindlarna

The spider is drinking water… Spindeln dricker vatten

The spider is in the window… Spindeln är i fönstret

The cat plays with the spider… Katten leker med spindeln

I didn’t realize how many times I said these words, but I repeated them over and over. Not just looking but seeing each letter of each word. Planting these seeds in the topsoil of my mind to grow yellow and blue flowers. 

A few hours later, I went into the bathroom, where I saw a spider in the bathtub. I smiled in my mind and said to myself, ‘Ah Spindeln dricker vatten’ meaning the Spider is drinking the water. 

Later on, I was looking out the window at deer in my yard and suddenly the largest spider ran halfway across the window and stopped right dead in the center. It was outside but I was still surprised. He was pretty big. I thought how convenient it was that I knew how to say ‘The Spider is in the window’… ‘Spindeln är i fönstret’ and I heard the voice in my mind recall it as a memory. The day went on subconsciously like most of our days do and I had forgotten about my eight-legged experiences. Until after the sun had set. 

That same evening I was almost mortified when I found my cat playing with a large wolf spider that he had cornered and killed. I thought to myself, ‘Katten leker med spindeln’ and thought it was odd, yet again, because these spiders came in a form that I had language for. I thought nothing more of it until the next day. 

The new day came quickly as all days do. I noticed that even tho I had only five hours of sleep, it was heavy with REM according to my Fitbit. I grabbed my morning water and went on to start my Swedish lesson. That day it was a mouse. 

Mouse… Mus

The Mouse… Musen

Mice… Möss

The Mice… Mössen

The Mice hide in the wall… Mössen gömmer sig i väggen

The mice are in the cabinet… Mössen är i skåpet

The cat plays with the mice… Katten leker med mössen

I repeated this phrase fifteen times. The lessons I was doing came in fives so I did three and called it a day. The sunny hours were blacked out with a heavy work schedule and my lessons were short. I remember this day vividly and everything that came after. 

I was in the kitchen getting things ready for the day and on opening a drawer I was sure I saw a mouse! It was so fast that maybe I was mistaken. Maybe too many mouse lessons have left me seeing them? It was strange and almost like a dream. Why do we have a mouse? It was almost absurd saying. We live in a suburb and we have cats. Mice do not come into houses with cats. They just don’t. Maybe I was loopy from lack of sleep. I shook my head and thought, ‘Ingen Mus’, meaning ‘no mouse’.

That evening we heard them in the walls. My beautiful cats could not chase them away because they couldn’t get to them. I knew immediately what it was because of the drawer incident. I thought to myself, ‘Mössen gömmer sig i väggen’ and still made no connection with trying to learn a new language with word concentration.

That morning, I got up and made my way to the kitchen for water. I open the cabinet and what do I see? Not one but two mice!  Katten leker med mössen!!! At that moment, in my shock, I realized another repeated phrase was yet again blooming from the fruit of my mind. I had no time to think of it anymore. We really had mice in the cabinet!  That evening I thought about it before I went to sleep but my subconscious mind quickly wrapped me in it’s silk and took me elsewhere. The next morning, I came downstairs to a massacre. My beautiful cat Nicodemus sitting, very pleased, surrounded by several dead mice. What a scene and my cat most likely had one of the most red-lettered nights of his life. The night of the mice. Katten leker med mössen. I started to count the mice that I had seen and I realized there had been fifteen. That is so many mice to come out of nowhere. After this they were gone, never saw another, and I learned to quit concentrating words on that plane of existence. Our words matter. Watch what you say and how you say them. Mostly how you seed them. It isn’t that it was a different language. It wasn’t that it was magical sounding because it was new… it was because I didn’t place them on the wind. I concentrated them in the soil. Now, I have some magical words that we should concentrate on…

“Say the magic words” …Say these words out loud, thinking about each word like you are reading it, learning it, bathing in it. Repeat after me… 

“Fire Fights Fire. Rain puts out the fire. There is no more fire. The air is new. She breathes again. We breathe again. There is breath. All is harmony and all is peace. 

Over the passed months, I have received so many emails about Vesuvianite. I do not know what pop culture phenomenon made this stone so popular suddenly but I am always willing to post a blog about the stone. 

Vesuvianite is grouped with a very specific energy family and I really do not suggest this stone unless you are versed in crystal speak. The main reason is this stone in the top class of attractor stones but it is also classified as a unity stone. This stone will bring you what you truly seek; it can clear the trends, the group mentalities, the fillers… it knows you more than you know yourself. This may not be the path you are ready for just yet. As an advanced stone, always use with great caution. 

This stone appears on every birthplate of individuals born in Spring, but appears closer to the bottom to neutralize the stone. This stone must always have a companion stone but the second stone that is carried with it depends on the holder. A larger group of people will be able to pair the Vesuvianite with Amber, but not everyone. If you are versed in Crystal Grids and Speak you understand this completely. Some will be able to pair with Aquamarine. Remember to always research the system of formation in your crystals to know how they pair or should not pair. 

Vesuvianite is a stone of self awareness and becoming. As said above, this energy system knows you better than you know yourself, but the journey is also very important. Another reason for a neutralizing stone or a seeker stone pairing. 

Associated with the Heart Chakra, and the heart’s desire, Vesuvianite is also important for people who have been emotionally stunted. Unable to show emotion, love, or any type of care. Psychologists treating sociopathic patients would do well to carry Vesuvianite as the stone will be neutralized by the daily association with the patient. Vesuvianite will also keep the psychologist shielded from the unbraiding of the psyche concerning the patient. This stone has a very specific concentration and cleaning. To cleanse this stone, ring a bell around it. This will remove or chase off the negative attached to it.  For charging, any full moonwater, but springtime is the best. Use a soft cloth, lightly soaked and make sure the cloth has been rang out well. Do not submerge into water.   

 I caution the Empath from interacting with this stone. If you are sensitive, this stone may literally break itself against you or break you emotionally. Again, this is an advanced stone therapy and I usually never write about these groupings because I fear the consequences of idle use. So I must stress these warnings over and over. If you are sensitive or empathetic, please there are so many other therapies of crystals. 

There is more about leadership and influence that I wish not to get into because I believe this stone has many misuses that are of concern. 

It is a beautiful stone that has several names due to its variety in location and culture. Its color is like a faded moss and its color therapy radiates the end of a journey. The outcome. The desired destination usually. Not always. 

Vesuvianite’s animal relationship is the serpent but some cultures attribute to the Praying Mantis. Both misunderstood creatures that give peace through chaos. Vesuvianite is sometimes attributed to Eris, a goddess of chaos, and proper concentration is indeed needed. Venus was also given this offering as was Vulcan.

Crystal Speak can sometimes be rather complex but once you understand the ‘key’ the coding is your new first language. I always urge people to read books and stay away from much of the “copy and paste” quick fix website meanings. Thank you for all of the kind requests about this stone. For over 2 decades I have always suggested picking up a copy of “Love is in the Earth” by Melody. It is an excellent book on Crystals. There are many others, follow me on Good Reads for lists. Happy New Week!