A Magical Self healed Tabby!
“Nature is a petrified magic city.” Novalis
“Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.” Arthur C. Clarke
“One man’s ‘magic’ is another man’s engineering. ‘Supernatural’ is a null word.” Robert A. Heinlein
“Believe in love. Believe in magic. Hell, believe in Santa Claus. Believe in others. Believe in yourself. Believe in your dreams. If you don’t, who will?” Jon Bon Jovi
One form of magic I find in stones can be called “sympathetic magic” – what does that stone suggest to me – in shape, color, markings, etc – and how does that relate to me and my own path?
When my teacher, Katrina Raphaell, handed me a tabular quartz crystal – it looked squished in depth – she said that tabbies were crystals that formed their own unique shape under pressure. Oh man, could I ever relate!!!! Can’t most of us? That tabby felt like it was curling up in my hands like a kitten. It practically purred – more comforting and affirming than the other more “perfectly formed” crystals I was handling.
Even today when I hold a tabby crystal, something in me rises up to acknowledge that I would not be the person I am without the pressures of my life. My physical weaknesses encouraged me to develop my mind and my imagination. I escaped into fantasies peopled with comic book heroes who looked to me for wisdom. Escape, yes. But as an adult the skills I then developed now help me navigate my Inner Planes and dialogue with my Guidance!
The quartz crystal pictured here is not only a tabby – it is also “self healed”. It started life joined to another crystal. At some point it broke off. For many such crystals, that’s how they are found – one side showing rough place, a scar. But self healed crystals kept on growing. The “scar” side is shiny with new surfaces accumulating on it.
“Self healed” evokes something in me also. Just as I formed “squished” in some aspects like a tabby, I have also felt broken off from the whole. I’m a dyed-in-the-wool Aquarian, so tend to Terminal Uniqueness. I have seriously wondered when the folks from my home planet would come find me and take me away with them. On a more mundane level, my mother told me that I might have been one twin, the other miscarrying at 3 months. Is that the missing companion I have yearned for? Whatever broken-off-ness I have felt, self-healed crystals remind me that my growth doesn’t stop there, that I can heal myself and keep developing.
This sweet little crystal is both a tabby and self-healed, and it has been a wonderful companion and teacher. Come on by and visit with it! It has worked with me for years. It may be time for it to go to someone else!
How about you? Has the “sympathetic magic” of any stone helped you? Do tell!