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The Shape of a Star Song
I never know what gift will come from a Star Song. Each one is unique. Even when I co-create with the same stones, the Star Song shifts and offers something...
The Shape of a Star Song
I never know what gift will come from a Star Song. Each one is unique. Even when I co-create with the same stones, the Star Song shifts and offers something...
The energy of a Ruby's Star Song
A Ruby crystal with a mystical triangular shape fell out of my bag and into my hands recently. It couldn’t have been a clearer message that this crystalline one had...
The energy of a Ruby's Star Song
A Ruby crystal with a mystical triangular shape fell out of my bag and into my hands recently. It couldn’t have been a clearer message that this crystalline one had...
Maybe Grey is not the colour of depression. May...
We think of stormy skies and darkened rooms in absence of sun as dreary and gloomy. Muted shades of black and white are thought of as non colours and the...
Maybe Grey is not the colour of depression. May...
We think of stormy skies and darkened rooms in absence of sun as dreary and gloomy. Muted shades of black and white are thought of as non colours and the...
Hero's Heart Star Song
A Star Song called Heart’s Hero recently came into presence here. Each time I experience a Star Song, I receive a gift and each gift is different. I want to share...
Hero's Heart Star Song
A Star Song called Heart’s Hero recently came into presence here. Each time I experience a Star Song, I receive a gift and each gift is different. I want to share...
Star-E
. . . TALKING TO TIME ABOUT TIME A group of crystals with celestial connections came together to co-create a magical Star Song that literally took me out of...
Star-E
. . . TALKING TO TIME ABOUT TIME A group of crystals with celestial connections came together to co-create a magical Star Song that literally took me out of...
Oozing Indigo Star Song
I dreamed of thick indigo liquid oozing out of a picture. There was an fiery explosion here on a cold winter’s night … a build up of years of things...
Oozing Indigo Star Song
I dreamed of thick indigo liquid oozing out of a picture. There was an fiery explosion here on a cold winter’s night … a build up of years of things...