Heres a little snippet into something I have been thinking about lately.
I used to work with crystals alot. I mean ALOT. I thought crystals and rocks were necessary to any craft from the heap of Wiccan-related books I used to read. But that's a whole ‘nother can of worms that I won’t go into here. ( no shade to wiccans this is just my experience from new age and wiccan books )
BUT, I used to really get hung up on the types of stones and what they meant by the books I read. Now that I stand where I am today, I don’t really use them. At all most times.
I found in my experience that the stones I bought, while beautiful and I adore collecting them, do nothing energy wise. They are like soulless stones. To me at least I have been told otherwise by friends.
There are very few I own nowadays that resonate with me. There is one that is a cornerstone of any altar set up I have. A large, bulky solid white quartz stone with flat faces almost resembling a miniature monolith. I found it in a very magical place I used to go to in CT with friends when we hiked.
It was an abandoned gold mine with so much quartz scattered about in huge boulders to tiny broken pieces. This solid piece of ugly stone called out to me more then any rock in a beautiful eclectic shop ever did. This mine is also very close to a still swampy pond that we believed was home to a powerful spirit we would give offerings to on certain occasions.
This ugly, jagged quartz is not crystal clear or perfectly clean. Dirt is wedged in its cracks with no hope of being cleaned manually. It is oddly shaped and usually falls off on my altar if I don’t prop it up. Its heavy, awkward and I adore it to pieces.
Beyond this, I have no shade with people who actively use crystals and stones in their craft. It worked for me once. But in my experience, don’t pass up those ugly stones you walk by because one could be for you and call you far more than any aesthetically perfect stone ever could.
