One year ago I was kindly requested to write a Guest blog by Arlene, Sound Artist of Sacred Light.
Reading my Guest blog again – one year later…The one thing I would raise even more in what happens and what it feels like to be part of creating a crystal grid is the conversation, the dialogue with the sacred, more than anything else…
Just like this grid.
A dialogue with light. One moment of eternity grasped tightly – to let loose in its highest flight…
Crystal grids – a conversation with the sacred by Anja of Woodlights Woudlicht – dated 4 April 2017
When I was asked to write a guest blog about crystal grids and crystal gridding by sweet soul Arlene I thought: ok, why not…never imagining it would be so hard to put into words a world so close to me…How does one write down something that envelops one’s soul and releases the whole…
Crystal grids are formations born out of an intention, a wish, a desire, a message, vibrations passing by, a conversation with the divine, an encounter with the essence of life, a dance with light….
The silence is present.
It is a sacred space when one senses and opens up and crystals, stones, rocks and minerals reveal themselves. A realm where nothing one says would add value. It is the dimension of vibrations, energy and frequencies – the gathering of the light beings that speak in a thousand of symphonies, being laid down. Mindlessly, mindfully…not of this time nor space. An assembly of masters inviting portals to open. A story that unravels with my hands moving, dancing on the sound of the whispers of the stones. I just listen and …one by one the stones form a pattern, a grid, a kingdom traveled with their message to be sent out. Fearlessly, relentlessly, in surrender to the highest and in a deep bow of gratitude. An eruption of energy, an embrace with eternity, an energetic force field taking you along the edges, the center, the heights and the depths. It is a journey with the masters of the crystal world embracing you into reality, welcoming you to the essence, our very soul.
This is how my crystal grids are born.
I just listen and remember where I belong, where I am home.
Much love to you,