Take A Walk With Moldavite

At midnight, the full moon streams down onto a flat-top boulder ready to serve as a natural altar. An owl calls in the distance. Then silence.

My focus fixes on the glass plate atop the altar. A stone shaped like a teardrop sits in its exact center. As I attune myself to unseen vibrations, I sense the stone bathing in its silver ray of moonlight.

By morning, by moonset, the stone’s aura is clean. The rising sun lights up the bottle-green gem. Moldavite...Read the rest on my new Medium blog. ...