This stone immediately caught my attention in the store, and held it. Since then, we've been nigh inseperable. It hasn't held many secrets from me, however I can't help but feel it has one very large secret to tell.
Notes
The energy of this stone is positive, and high. Energy is expelled from the stone and drawn back in a pattern resembling water swirling around a bowl. The undulations work well with the stone's enthusiastic energy, tickling the bearer with bouts of positivity and confidence
The stone istself craves physical contact from other life sources, such as humans animals or plants. Even if it isn't touching a living thing, this stone prefers to be in places of high social energy. The energy of the stone itself is eager and asexual in demeanor, positive and childlike in nature.
This stone is not very easy to forget about.
In areas of high energy, the energy emitting from this stone frenzies. Without applied focus, it can be overwhelming in an exhilarating sense, and may trigger stress.
Does not identify with a gender/sex.
This stone is powerful in it's mirth. It almost feels as if it wishes to communicate with the bearer. This is a stone that I look forward to developing a deeper personal connection with.
I didn't expect it to be easy, and I was prepared for the toughest of tasks. Yesterday I had received signs, one could say, from the higher powers. I was to astral travel that very night. I bustled home excited, reading every article I could find until it was time. Then, off I was like a busy bee, collecting everything I would need for my trip to the astral. I was giddy and nervous, for to my recollection it's been a long time since I've done anything similar to astral travel, but I was ready.
Preparation
Draping hand woven, ocean breathed fabric over a simple wooden television tray at the foot of the bed began the process of assembling the altar. Three strands of uncultured pearls formed a moebius which then took the center. To the North, South, East, and West, on the outside of the circle, were four copper pennies. Three chunks of uncut amethyst, roughly the size of a nail, nestled in a triangle in the pearls. On the cloth in the center of the circle was placed a tumbled block of moonstone. Above the moonstone, still in the circle, sat a seashell filled with my DNA. In the upper right corner of the table; a ceramic bowl, glazed white on the inside, filled 1/4 an inch with freshwater, a drop of bloodstone in the center. In the upper left corner of the table; a small stick of sage in a glass bottle, and to it's right a piece of seaglass. In the lower left corner of the table; a salvaged chip of hematite from a gifted ring which shattered not long ago. In the lower right corner of the table; a necklace my mother had given me, black chains with a metal angel wing and a metal key, with the remnants of a synthetic feather. A gold plated wire, coiled then stretched, ran from the chip of seaglass, between the hematite and the East and South pennies, to the necklace of chain. The altar was ready.
The bed was much simpler to prepare. Laying an ocean blessed, hand woven, orange healing fabric over the sheets I marked where my body was to rest. The book i've been keeping my magical studies in was to lay beside me, and the stones I was to adorn in travel were placed near the pillow for now.
Taking a deep breath, I removed my semi-restrictive pants and grabbed the sage. Holding it by the glass bottle I lit the dried plant and began the process of cleansing the room. "I reject all negativity from this room," I said aloud, moving the smoke trail in an infinity before me as I strode where I could. "I reject all negativity from this room," I stated firmly as I glared my reflection in the eyes. "I reject all negativity from this room," my reflection in the television received a similar warning, along with the window, the space under the bed. "I reject all negativity from this room," The closet would learn as I stared into the haunting abyss between the doors, I didn't jump when the compressor inside roared to life as if on cue. "I reject all negativity from this room," A sweeping gaze for the room. "I reject all negativity from this room," I circle where my physical form is to lay. "I reject all negativity from this room," in closing I addressed the doorway, casting the last infinity and placing the still burning sage back on the altar.
A ring of tigers eye was placed around my right pinky finger. In the left hand I grasped my moss stone, and with my right index finger I began the final interaction with the altar. Dabbing it in the shell, I transferred some of my DNA onto the moonstone. This was also done with the bloodstone and the sea glass, in that order. The final grounding complete I was ready to begin the next process of astral travel.
I smoked a fat bowl, as someone named Erik recommended it for astral travel and despite my own personal doubts I figured why the hecka-magecka not and then I laid in bed.
I placed my eye shaped piece of chiastolite on my third eye and let the moss stone rest in my left hand. I'm not too used to being on my back, so it was difficult at first to settle. Once I was settled, I began the meditative process of calming my energies and identifying their active and dormant locations in my physical form. This proved easy enough, but after some time of focusing the energies into my third eye, I realized I might need to shift focus. The stone was moved to the center of my chest, nestled in the opening of my ribs. This proved far easier, and in no time I had entered a breathing cycle that I knew would lead me to sleep paralysis.
The Journey
The tingle spread, beginning in my hands and wrists, which then appeared in my minds eye as blue ghostly forms cut off from the body. They were almost like genie's hands, from Disney's Aladdin, but they were mine. Pushing past this block was a bit difficult. Despite no longer feeling my hands or feet or face (which didn't appear in my minds eye) I could still semi-sense the rest of me. So, I focused harder, and gave myself to the pull of the stone. The tingle ceased, my breathing was uncontrollable and entirely rhythmic; I had successfully entered sleep paralysis.
At this point I almost ruined everything from minor excitement, but I rode that exhilaration into the stone. 'I am light,' I remember thinking, 'No ego, no physical, no human, only light'. My energies were focused, and the last thing I remember is a weightless sort of euphoria, and what sounded like my own laughter.
I emerged from a gray fog.
Everything was darkness, like a void. I was floating, or moving, whichever didn't matter, either forward or backward or up or down. Perhaps around me was just moving, and I of light were just standing still. Either way, I was present and I was conscious.
"Is this real?"
Did I say that? After a second, I would be answered by another not far off in the void.
"Yep."
Who was that? A male? He seemed familiar, but I couldn't place him.
"What...Is this astral?"
"Yep."
"Can I go further?"
I then heard sounds of mirth, short and playful.
"Nope."
From that point everything was a whirl of gray, of time and space. Then, I was in my body, staring into a ceiling fan with a light ringing in my ears. It took me a second to register where I was or what I was, my heart was beating a bit faster that normal and I felt as if I had just woken up, but that last feeling would only last a moment. Could it be?
I leaped from bed and ran to my altar. The water in the bowl was completely gone, the blood stone dry but the flecks of DNA moist. The sage had stopped burning, and everything else seemed normal. Then I noticed I no longer grasped the moss stone.
Where was it? Running back to the bed I began my search, only to find it had become nestled beneath me, under where the back of my neck would have been. Strange, as I awoke exactly as I had fallen asleep. Palms up, back down, the rock on my chest hadn't even shifted.
Next I ran from the room, to see how long exactly I had been out for. Was it hours, did i simply REM sleep? No, I had only been in the room for about two hours, an hour of which was altar set up and meditation.
Afterthoughts
When I recall the incident, I see the form I met in the void as a male, young but not yet a full adult, sitting on a washing machine.
Questions
Who was that in the void?
Why could I not go further?
Was I forced out?
Is this some kind of GAME?
Did I place too many protective wards and thus limit the connection?
Since it was my first time voluntarily going astral, could it be that a childhood astral guide is upset with my exploration?
Was I not supposed to find this link?
IS THIS SOME KIND OF JOKE?
Is my spirit guide telling me i'm not ready?
HAVE I ASKED ENOUGH QUESTIONS YET?!
Notes
Fabric - The fabric I use was hand woven in India in the 40's or 50's, and blessed by the ocean and sea by myself. I do have a few of these fabrics to spare, and can do blessings on them and send them to you for an entirely negotiable fee. I understand the economy, and the need for healing some people need. Contact me if you feel the need for a "healing blanket".
Pennies - I use pennies because they are conductive discs, and when placed in the North, South, East, and West of a DNA marked item, help inter-world navigation by acting as a stagnant to come back to. Consider it the nails in a doorframe.
Amethyst - Amethysts are not only my stone of birth, but a stone i've always felt very naturally drawn to. The three amethysts here acted as a protective ward against negativity, a curtain to protect the connection between the physical and the astral.
Uncultured Pearls - A necklace and a gift from my grandfather, these three pearl strands were a gateway into the astral.
Moonstone - Focus of energies
DNA filled shell - A small shell filled with dandruff collected from my scalp. Gross, right? Grounding, unlike blood which in my belief system is bonding.
Sea glass - For clarity of vision
Moss Stone - A stone which chose me, very high in positive and social energies. Considered a companion stone, as being without this stone by my side produces thoughts of this stone. I somehow crave it's presence.
Tigers Eye - Used for protection during all travel, also a gift from my grandfather.
Golden Wire Strand - For clarity, purity, and to ward against evils.
Hematite - For balance, gifted to me by an old man I met once on the sea.
Bloodstone in Water - I'm not entirely sure why, but this felt 100% essential.
Sage - Ward against negativity, balance energies in the room, rustle the curtain between worlds.
Chiastolite - Focus of astral travel
Erik - I did further research today and found out that Erik is actually in the spirit form, or something of the like, at the present.
