Moonstones and Solar Panels

Two very interesting things happened to me this week. I have been compelled to write to share the healing light with you all!

I went to a Crystal convention. That is not the unusual part, as I am always going to such conventions. I actually travel quite far just to attend. Most recently, I wanted to collect moonstones, which are sodium potassium aluminum silicate, known as feldspar. According to wikipedia, the Romans believed this decorative and ceremonial treasure was actually constructed out of  moonbeams made solid.

Although moonstone has been a treasured gem for thousands of years, it hasn’t been used often since the Art Nouveau period. Moonstones are having a comeback in jewelry collections. This is a good sign, as the stone is associated with femininity, mystery, romance and… POETRY!

April happens to be National Poetry Month.

So, I traveled out of town to this convention in San Diego. It was small, in one ballroom in a hotel. It was a beautiful day, and as the sun shone in the windows, I felt funny picking out all these moonstones. They were beautiful, yes. And they would be much more beautiful at night in the sun. I loaded up my back and went back to my Air B&B.

There, I lay out my stones and was preparing to go to sleep when the lights went out!

I tried to turn them back on several times to no avail. That’s when I saw the moonstones. Sitting out on the table, they were aglow as if lit from inside. It was like a miracle, and my wish come true. I ran downstairs in the dark and went straight to the hotel bar. I wanted to show some people the otherworldly site

Well, after enjoying a blackout brew with some fellow travelers who all seemed normal, I asked them if they wanted to see something amazing. I brought them up to show them the stones laid out in the moonlight. They were standing there ooing and ahhing for less than a minute when the lights turned on!

I think we were all a bit disappointed.

“Amazing how quickly they fixed that. Technology these days!”

Well, a young man in our group said “You’re welcome” and laughed. When he saw how confused we all were, he explained himself: “I’m here to assess the hotel for rooftop solar!” So in the very same room, we had a woman with crystals that the ancients thought were made of moonbeams, and a young man who’s profession is harnessing the power of the sun! What are the chances that we ended up in the same room, and that we were able to see the moonstones in all their glory before retiring to the brilliance of sun-powered light?

Anyhoo, I gave him one of the small moonstones to give to his fiancé… “but not until the wedding night!” I warned. “They’re quite powerful!”

The Pharaoh Hatshepsut

What makes a Queen into a PHAROH?

A lot. It takes desire. Will. Guts.

It takes wisdom. Patience. Courage.

It takes experience. Connections. Resources.

It also takes…

a beard.

From Queen to Pharaoh
From Queen to Pharaoh

If you’ve every heard of Hatshepsut, you’ve probably heard lots about her life. It’s hard to hear just a little bit about her and then stop. For some reason, a movie hasn’t been made about her life yet, but I’m sure it will soon for no other reason than every time I think of a great idea for a movie, it comes out in theaters a year later. But I digress.

Hatshepsut was raised to be a queen. With her royal blood and small family, she was groomed as a child to make decisions with dignity. She was raised learning the working of the Empire she called home. When her parents both died, she was left with most of the responsibility but without the title, for her little brother was actually supposed to succeed their parents. Why? Because he had a penis. And back in those days, that’s how these things went.

Well, not only did Hatshepsut maintain queenship instead of passing it off to a less qualified but more supported male: she proclaimed that she was Pharaoh! And not only that but that she was married to none other than G-O-D.

This marked the beginning of a time of great plenty in Egypt. She build grand building that are still standing today, and ares poems of splendor and longevity. She ran campaigns that went further from Egypt than any Pharaoh before her, and her armies brought back new riches in the forms of spices, plants, stones, and even fish!

Recently, they even confirmed which mummified body belonged to her, and it is carefully preserved. This is one chick with majooooorrr staying power.

What I think is most fascinating is the way she balanced femininity and masculinity.

Hatshepsut was undoubtedly feminine. She was God’s wife! That means she was essentially deferring her self as the focus, and defining herself in respect to her husband: God. She was not saying,

“I am the most powerful!” she was saying, “I love and loyally serve that which is beyond the power and goodness of anything we can imagine.”

Simultaneously, she wore a beard. She wore the headdress of a Pharaoh.

How did she reconcile these two things?

She simply did it. She fulfilled the requirements to state and “played the fame game” by wearing the official uniform. Like a politician wears a tie to give a state-of-the-union address. And she wore it for God! So that she could more fully serve her higher power, her higher purpose, her kingdom of Egypt and the greater kingdom in heaven.

She wears the beard like it is jewelry, because in fact, it is. Even when the male pharaohs wore the headpieces, they were decorative! So it makes me realize that any object at all that we choose to wear is a symbol. It is used to emphasize an idea. Hatshepsut, the wife of God, wore the idea of power in a man’s world, with a Mona Lisa smile on her noble face.

Wedding Rings

Today I want to talk about the Engagement Ring Issue.

Lately, I have heard and read many young women discussing whether or not they are “the diamond type.” The first thing I thought of when this came up was Breakfast at Tiffany’s where Holly Golightly says that diamonds are wonderful “for women over forty.”

Is that was this is about? Do women feel they are “too young” for diamonds??

I can see this from both perspectives.

On the one hand, I think it is wonderful not to be materialistic. Precious stones, especially diamonds, cost a lot of money. It’s important to be happy on the inside whether or not we have luxuries on the outside.

On the other hand, marriage is a BIG DEAL.

If a pair of lovers are planning on yoking their lives together to become one “til death do us part,” any number of hoops to jump through first will help to solidify their bond and test the depth of their commitment. By buying an expensive ring, a man is not necessarily saying he things flashy jewelry is important. He is saying, I will make sacrifices for the good of our union!

By wearing it, a young lady is not necessarily saying she is a prissy girly girl or a high maintenance superficilaist. She may just be saying, I’ve made a brave commitment, and I am proud of the successful efforts of my partner.

I also want to question what it is about a precious stone that makes today’s young brides uncomfortable. Soemthing tells me it may have to do with poor self-esteem. If these girls have grown up in a self culture in which 15 year old girls get breast implants and many people are struggling to provide for their families because of the economy, they may truly feel like they don’t deserve such a special ring.

They might look in the mirror and say, that’s not a princess. That’s not a grown up woman. That’s a sad excuse for an adult.

I only say this because I’ve heard similar sentiments from many millenials. It makes me sad.

So here is my point: Young ladies, before you turn down the precious engagement ring, give it some serious thought. Picture to yourself what a WOMAN looks like! The kind of woman you respect. Then ask yourself, if she looks different than me, what is that about? Can we meet halfway? Picture the ideal woman as being a bit more like you while you take definite but manageable steps to be the best version of your unique and wonderful self.

Maybe you CAN wear that ring, even if your a decade away from forty. Maybe its not so crazy to make a big material investment at the same time as a big emotional and spiritual one. But that’s just me.

As long as you’re happy, honey. As long as you give yourself a big hug and thank your creator. Everything will be just fine. 🙂