Crystal skulls. From what I’ve observed, people are either entranced by them or exhibit a strong aversion. No in-between. But aversion can quickly turn to passion under the hypnotic gaze of a crystal skull. There’s so much hype out there that few people really understand what they’re all about or where they come from. Which is what led me to write Crystal Skulls: Ancient Tools for Peace, Knowledge, and Enlightenment. Actually I’m not totally sold on the ‘ancient’ idea, but it’s what many people believe and what my publisher wanted. Personally, I’d have put a question mark at the end. My research led me to recognise that the skulls have very ancient roots but I remain to be convinced that the claims for the antiquity of certain contemporary crystal skulls are proven. Not that it matters. I’ve seen enough of them in action to be convinced that something very extraordinary indeed is going on. The consciousness that inhabits the skulls goes way back into prehistory and far beyond the confines of this universe of ours.
Have you ever come face to face with a skull and had it call to you? As you may have heard me say before, I did, in 1975 in the Museum of Mankind in London. A life-sized, flawless crystal with more than a tinge of blue about it (you can see its picture above). Those mesmerizing eyes were alive with intense intelligence and pulled me in like a powerful tractor beam. I gazed into it, watching an ancient South American temple going about its daily business. I thought I stood there for a few minutes, but it was almost two hours. I had been seduced. Then I went home and forgot all about crystal skulls.
It took another thirty five years for me to start working with them. But once you start it quickly becomes addictive. It took a visit to Glastonbury, home of all things magical, mystical and downright weird, to get me hooked.
‘Get me out of here,’ a voice pleaded.
The friend I was with said, ‘Someone’s talking to you.’ So into the shop we went. I had already voiced the intention of buying a skull. I had in mind a clear crystal like the one I’d seen in the museum. Something light and bright. I had not envisioned the inky black one before me. But, once a skull adopts you, it seems you have little choice. I took the skull home. It had had a hard few months and needed extensive clearing. Fortunately David Eastoe, founder of Petaltone Essences, created new essences that helped to heal it. When Horace finally woke up on the summer solstice at Knowlton Circles, he was worth the wait. And he’s been transforming ever since. No longer dark and gloomy, he’s filled with champagne bubbles. He’s starred in one or two blogs already but you can read more of Horace’s story in the book. He was my guide and mentor during the writing.
In the early days, Horace was both pretentious and portentous. He can still be the latter but a skull soon came along to poke fun whenever he, or anyone else, was too pretentious. Charlie Boy, as he became known, gives us all the message of ‘keep it light. Dance lightly through life, and above all don’t take yourself too seriously.’ Not surprising as he’s something of an air head with a wicked sense of humour. He’s got a real trickster energy to him but he loves working with children, who don’t find him scary at all. Someone asked on Facebook recently what the geode skulls meant in terms of how higher consciousness was able to manifest. I’ll be doing a blog on that soon, but for now, let’s just say that, in Charlie Boy’s case, he’s here to teach the wisdom of using humour for making a point. There’s very little inside that hollow head of his. Except for beautiful drusy crystals. So, real treasure and space just to be. And I expect he will now prove me wrong by channelling something really deep and profound just to prove that he can.
Most of the time I’m a temporary skull keeper until the right owner comes along. I was lovingly gifted with a beautiful Amethyst skull but somehow we never connected. Then, at one of my crystal groups, we began to work with the skulls and he reached out to energy healer Emma Penman. Telling her his name was Horus, he immediately adopted her and the two have a beautiful relationship. He was not the only crystal skull to be attracted to her gentle energy.
Next to arrive in my own personal collection was Morganna, my Preseli Bluestone skull. The Preseli Mountains are a very special place for me and I love this stone. I was quietly browsing through Raven’s Roost when she jumped off the screen and into my life. Since then she’s been heavily involved in earth healing and has led more than a few journeys to meet the elemental dragons. Highly appropriate for someone whose ancestors inhabit the centre of Stonehenge – just up the road from here. I soon had so many young dragons chattering in their nest on my dining room table that they had to be banished to my storage unit until the next workshop.
And speaking of the elemental dragons, I thought I’d got a representative of each of the elements until I realised wood was missing. So, at midnight up a remote Welsh valley with a very dodgy internet connection, I managed to acquire Petronella, my beautiful pink and grey Petrified Wood friend from my friends at Skullis. She couldn’t be anything but female. The picture doesn’t do justice to her soft colours but her compassionate nature shines out. Ever since she arrived she’s been healing devastated forests around the world in company with Morganna and a piece of Celtic Golden Healer Quartz.
With so many baby dragons around, I needed a dragonmaster to keep them all in order – and to bring out their innate earthy wisdom and healing potential. Fortunately just before I took the brood to Glastonbury, along came Draco, a dragon’s blood jasper beauty, also from Skullis. He soon had things organised and all the elemental dragons working together. He led us on an amazing journey up the crystal mountain to meet the elemental dragons and integrate them into our lives. Have you ever tried dancing with dragons? We would highly recommend it!
And then there was Bob. This little guy arrived just when I’d broken my little finger. He leapt out of his packaging and snuggled straight into my splinted hand. I didn’t even have time to cleanse him, he went right to work. So thank you Paul Harrison of Lancy’s Crystals for keeping your skulls in such pristine condition. I’d bought him because he was described as what seemed to me was going to be an intriguing mix of green and white Quartz with pink Serpentine. But Bob, as he says he’ll be known for the time being, was also full of Pyrite speckles. The soothing of the pain was immediate as was the comfort he offered. If we can source more of this combination I’m sure it won’t be long before a new healing stone is born. It’s magical stuff. The skulls in it were a great hit on the Glastonbury crystal retreat. We’ll have some for sale on www.angeladditions.co.uk once I get back from Romania. I’m going to take some, along with the dragons, when I go to the mountains to give a workshop there (see www.judyhall.co.uk/workshops for details).
Buy your own personal skull here:
Jeni will be posting a Coterie of Crystal Skulls and a Weyr of Dragons already activated by me and set to go to celebrate the launch of the skull book:
Order The Crystal Skulls now:
I would be delighted to welcome you to the new members' community section of my website and to have the opportunity of sharing my many passions with you.