summer musings + events
Dearest Bumblebees,
As summer rolls in, my hive buzzes with excitement as my eldest daughter Beatrice graduated from high school and prepares for college, my middle rainbow baby continues to sign up for volleyball leagues and tournaments (he gave me a week off, then signed up for the next thing), and my youngest, the only “almost extrovert” of the family, wants to hang out with everyone all the time! I have more space to breathe in the morning without breakfasts and packing lunches and getting people on the bus, but my eyes open at 5 am, and the dogs whine to go out, and my day starts with the Wordle and coffee, but by noon, my taxi service opens up and I am driving children every which way but here.
SIDE NOTE: Discovering decaf unsweetened cold brew has changed my life.
Honestly, though, I have had the space to write and do some things I desperately needed to do, like organize some classes, write some podcasts, finish some website things…my in-person studio has not had much action. I have been open with no customers for weeks now, so I have decided to shift to be open by appointment and early/late during classes and set up some times where I have openings, like meditations, community craft times, and things like that. Got any wishes for community events, just let me know.
SIDE NOTE: I am open for tarot sessions and healing work in person and have been for months!
I just returned from down the shore, and it was lovely—time with my mom, kids, and nephews. Swimming in the ocean is one of my favorite things, but it was very cold this time of year, and it made me miss the Caribbean Ocean and the islands, though it has been a decade since I traveled abroad. And honestly, being home is lovely too…I am a homebody and in Cancer season, that just feels right. So, let’s talk about some of my home offerings:
I have some classes and gatherings, and you can still sign up for them.
We are celebrating Midsummer a little later than usual. I am holding a Midsummer/Litha/Summer Solstice healing circle on Monday, June 23rd from 6pm EST to 8pm EST. We will be in a guided meditation and healing circle working with dragon medicine. If you cannot attend live, you can certainly watch the recording whenever you dang well please. Also, these meditations, while centered at certain days on the pagan wheel of the year, are not centered on those days. We tap into energy there, like orchestrating our departure into non-ordinary reality on days when we know the wind will be at our back, but you can work with this dragon journey any time you want. This will be held on Zoom, so you can be comfortable and cozy in your own bed, if you’d like.
On Tuesday, June 24th, I am tapping into the New Moon energy along with the powerful Jupiter Cazimi in Cancer (HOLY CRAP! THAT IS GOING TO BE GOOD!!) to create medicine bundles in circle. This beautiful gathering is one of my signature moves—Moon Cycle Coaching. Except you are creating your own medicine based on an intention. Your intention can be for a physical healing, mental, spiritual or emotional intention. It can be for harmony. It can be for a thing…whatever it is, this work is insanely powerful. It is like asking the universe to do the work. Honey, you do the work, or the work does you. I have found it is about showing us where and what stands in the way of our greatest desires. What I love about this work is that it is already in us, it is just about letting go of what we do not need. Medicine bundles are crafted in circle and contain animal medicine, three crystals, plant medicine and other representations of our work, plus our beautiful intentions. Created in sacred space, we really hold space for each other to do the work.
Then coming up in July, in-person, is Crystal 101. Held at the Moon + Stone Healing Studio at 4814 Jonestown Road in the Alta View Classroom, this class is top and bottom, every thing you may want to know about crystals and crystal healing. We go through geology, physics, but most important, the fun woo-woo stuff of crystals. We touch lots of crystals, learn about formations and different kinds of crystals and crystal healing techniques, and then we have a group healing session. Held on Saturday, July 12th from 10am to 4pm.
I have some Reiki 2 classes coming up—one on Zoom, and the other in person at the Moon + Stone Healing Shop. Both from 10am to 4pm. Zoom—July 17th, and in person is August 11th. My book is the manual, and comes with Reiki 1, if you studied with me, or if this is your first time with me, you can a manual.
Check out this space for all events, which links to the sales pages. For in-person classes, please reach out to me at angie@themoonandstone.com or text 717-770-9109.
Like I mentioned earlier, I am open for coaching sessions, tarot readings, and of course, shamanic earth medicine sessions, in which I lay crystals on the body, work with drum, rattle and bells, Reiki, shamanic healing techniques, and drop into journey for information on underlying issues. I basically read the body, and in that way, your body wisdom guides me. All sessions are able to be booked online, and I am available on Saturdays and through the week.
Much love,
Blessed Litha
Blessed Litha, or as I call it: Midsummer (a few days late)!
Celebrating another turn of the Wheel with Summer Solstice celebrations means gathering late into the night, burning the brush in a bonfire, releasing the shit in the way of an awesome harvest season. Some call it Midsummer, Summer Solstice or Litha or Leetha, as others pronounce it. I could not get a clear pronunciation of it. I found an Irish speaker who said Litha, but Wiccans will sometimes say Leetha. Ultimately, the word for the holiday comes from the Anglo-Saxon name for the month of June — Ǣrra-Līða. That essentially translates to “the first liða” — and July is effectively named “the second liða.”
I am holding an online healing circle and guided shamanic journey with dragon in honor of Midsummer! You can find more information here.
Centered Episode 82: June's Astrology + Earth Medicine
impermanence
Hello, my Buttercup,
In the tiniest moments, if I take a breath, focus my attention, center myself, if I empty the mind of its chatter, and pay attention to the blood coursing through my veins, I find peace.
It takes work. A cup of tea, when poured into a beautiful mug and encircled with crystals, a prayer of thanksgiving, and all attention on the act of drinking tea can restart my day, if I allow it to.
I don't always allow it.
I am a bevvy of chaotic thoughts with my post-menopausal ADHD coursing through my brain. SIDE QUEST: LAUNDRY! 80s SONG REFRAIN ON INFINITE REPEAT IN MY BRAIN! (Pop Musik, I am looking at you!) COFFEE! DOG PETTING! Wait, what was I doing?
I sometimes hold on to my inattention, my distractions, my mind chatter like a security blanket, enjoying the torture of retelling a story about how I was the victim of someone else’s unkindness. My shamanic teacher says that storytelling can be a vital part of the healing process at some point, then a complete detriment to the healing process at another. Our wisdom lies in the discernment process.
In the last fifteen years, as I began walking a medicine path, I found myself more sensitive to noises and smells, to foods and chemicals, to storytelling and toxic thoughts. It isn't that I simply needed to banish them, but I needed to notice the way they move through my body and my mind. And then I could discern what is and is not serving me, and what is simply white noise distracting me from right-now.
When I was diagnosed with Celiac disease in 2012, I couldn’t imagine living a life without wheat. I basically lived on baguette, brie, and red wine in my 20s. In my 40s, I realized I could eat none of those things without severe intestinal disruptions. Wheat causes severe arthritic pain and stiffness and stomach pain and flare-ups. Brie keeps me on the toilet for days. And red wine, well, that makes me not care about the above stuff at all, and just want more red wine. Celiac disease strangely coincides with other autoimmune disorders, and the inflammation causes other autoimmine symptoms. So, if I eat wheat, I activate all the diseases. Truly, the cycle of suffering feeds itself.
In Buddhist thought (and, I suppose you can say, Hinduism too), the first noble truth is suffering. The suffering is about being human—just the act of having a body that breaks down, a mind that attaches to distractions and soul sedatives, a spirit that feels separate from everything, and emotions that dictate our actions. So, the idea of death and rebirth is a cycle of suffering. So, the cycle of suffering is not this or that—it is simply being human. Attaining Enlightenment (Moksha in Hinduism or Nirvana* in Buddhism) is about escaping the cycle of rebirth (Samsara), so it is about never having another human life again.** To jump out of the cycle of birth, death and rebirth, because being human is (excuse my bluntness) fucking hard.
Pain is a pain. When you experience it, it is all you can pay attention to. I don't think I deserve that, even though cupcakes are delicious and I once enjoyed them immensely. I don't think I deserve that even though I work hard all day and sweets are a nice reward. I don't deserve to suffer physical pain and bloating. And yet, I couldn't wrap my brain around this not-eating-sugar-or-chocolate thing. It felt like a punishment. As it is, I don't drink, smoke, take anything that alters my consciousness. Even caffeine is limited to half a cup a day. Surely, I deserve chocolate!! Surely, I deserve that thing that makes me feel terrible and bloated, right?!
Sometimes we just need an editor to rewrite the story in our head.
We can sometimes be our own editor, but often we need someone else to read our story with new eyes and perspectives. Someone who understands our typos and strange patterns of speech that do not translate well. I consider myself a leader and a strongly opinionated woman, but I don't always know what is best for me. Case in point, cupcakes and chocolate feel like rewards, and good health feels like a punishment.
I make terrible decisions sometimes. I have friends I call and ask their advice, or talk. I have mentors and a sponsor*** and a therapist and a mother. And I don't often go wandering in my head alone--there be monsters in those woods.
But it takes presence and mindfulness and attention to catch the story in our head leading us off track, and, honestly, mindfulness is much less interesting than scrolling dog videos. And sometimes my defiance rises up—I absolutely do not want to pay attention. I just want some ice cream and a nap. I want to zone out and forget the right now.
The most revolutionary thoughts are centered in love—not simply loving the meek and the vulnerable, but loving the stranger, loving those that we deem the least worthy of our love. Loving the one that irritates you, maybe even loving thy enemy. And most importantly, loving the self. ****
I am still working on it. Like every beauty queen, I just pray for peace on earth. And for every recovering post-menopausal lady, I pray for peace within myself.
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This year has been difficult so far. I am so far up my own butt, I cannot see the light some days. It is storytelling, self-loathing, and mindlessness. It is grief and loss and disappointment and anger at myself. Soooo much grief.
After the death of my daughter in 2008, impermanence was no longer some esoteric topic I read about in Buddhist magazines. It was my life now, and it scared the crap out of me. If my daughter died, then it could be anything, really. My other daughter. My sons. My husband. My marriage. My house. Myself. Everything dies. Everything changes. Every situation will morph and grow and change. And when I am content, I really don't want anything to change because I like things exactly as they are. Well, mostly, I want this to change, that to change, but the other stuff has to stay exactly as I want it. And THAT's the thing, right-now is much different than the right-now of five years ago, or the right-now of last week or the right-now before Celiac disease. And sometimes we have to change the thing we don’t want to change to change the thing we want to change. Our suffering comes from imagining right-now as immutable, absolute, and never-changing. The only thing that doesn't change is that everything changes.
When we lose people, jobs and things, we dance with impermanence in an intimate way. We can be paralyzed by the fear of it, or we can be enlightened by it, empowered by it, motivated to be present with the right-now. The truth of impermanence causes us to choose either suffering or mindfulness.
Is a cupcake torture or reward?
Perhaps that sounds too simplistic, but truly, we can make it that easy. When you are suffering over a sick friend, or a broken crystal, or a comment on a political post on social media, what if you shifted the focus to right now? Right now, I am honored to offer healing and prayers for my friend. Right now, I am grateful for the years I worked with the amazing medicine of this crystal. Right now, I am grateful I know so many people with differing views of the world, so that I may expand my understanding of other points of view.
Mindfulness doesn't have to be another meaningless buzzword. It can be a practice borne out of ADHD side quests, sneaky hate spirals, resentment storytelling, out of fear, out of suffering and into your right-now. And the present moment is where peace lies, and where happiness exists, if we just take the time to notice it.
So, this week, I am giving you permission to ask someone for advice about some truth you have held for a long time. I would tackle that sneaking suspicion you have that one truth not serving your Highest Good. Ask a friend if it is true. Pick their brain. Maybe it is how you approach your work, or how you have envisioned your body, or what your childhood was really like. Whatever it is, remember to listen with wide eyes. I often quote this speaker I once heard who said, "It is not what you don't know that will kill, but what you know with absolute certainty that simply is not true that will kill you."
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I actually wanted to write to you today about something else, which is to remind you that I opened a little in-person healing studio, and I see clients for tarot reading and earth medicine/crystal healing, Reiki and shamanic sessions both in-person at the Moon + Stone Healing Studio in Harrisburg and through distance work on Zoom. You can make an appointment with me right here:
If you are in the Harrisburg area, I am running a little special tomorrow for 30 minute session for $60. Give me a text or call to book: 717-770-9109.
*Bodhi refers to the state of enlightenment, while Nirvana signifies the ultimate goal of liberation from suffering and the cycle of rebirth. Bodhi is the path to, and the state of, enlightenment, while Nirvana is the destination, a state of perfect peace and cessation of suffering.
**About past life work, when I hear people talking about their past lives and who they were, I want to ask—what did you learn in that life? Why is that life popping up in your consciousness now? What were you to learn that you either learned or continue to carry that karma? Past life work isn’t about finding out all the cool things you once were (because we were all cool in one life or another.) It is about learning what karma we are carrying and learning how to clear it. Looking at patterns to break them.
***I have written a podcast, but not recorded, in my Recovery for the Masses series about what a sponsor is and is not. Anyone who thinks that would be a good addition to my podcast series, let me know!
**** My latest podcast is all about the Stranger in the Bible and Ancient Mediterranean religions. You can listen to that here:
Centered Episode 81: The Stranger in the Bible and Ancient Mediterranean Religions
Episode 80: May's astrological and earth medicine reading
ch-ch-changes...and growth and little deaths
To be honest, I have been struggling to write, like I’ve been struggling to sleep and not sleep. I thought I had some kind of deep illness and my cancer was back a few weeks ago, because I couldn’t get up and go. I had to nap—once, twice, three times a lady. I called my primary care physician and asked her to test me for anything that causes fatigue—anemia, infection, mono, Lyme disease…anything. Turns out there is nothing wrong with me.
But all I want to do is sleeeeeeep…and rest me eyes, like a pirate on holiday on a deserted island.
Maybe it is depression, then I was like, of course it is depression. So, yeah, that is the conclusion I came to. It is situational as my life has been chaotic this year. During my yearly tarot pull, I have been using the Alleyman’s Tarot, which is my current favorite deck…Goddess bless, that deck is perfect. (Sidenote: the Alleyman pulled cards from all kinds of decks to make one chaotic, strange, and totally insightful deck of mismatched cards and cohesive interpretation. I pledged on a whim on his Kickstarter, and fell in love with it when it came.) This is a deck with an insane amount of Death cards, or Death-like cards, and out of the 9 cards I pulled, 6 of them were Deaths or Death Adjacent, like a card called Bone Fire, which is equivalent to the Tower. As a Tarot Reader, you sort of start laughing and shaking your head. By the end of the reading, you can only say, “What. The. Fuck. Seriously?” Or “I am fucked, seriously.” Or some combination of those words.
Then February came, and the bomb dropped in my life, and I go—okay, Angelica Maria de las Vulturas, you picked the word Change for the year, then pulled Death 9 times, and you are surprised that devastation is here? You asked for it. The truth is, I root for Death when my clients come to see me—it is about release and letting go of the dead things, but when Death comes for me, I freak out. “Why do things have to change?” I whine at the same time I am lighting the fire on the bridge of life. Don’t get me wrong, I love to be on the other side of change. I love when things shift and evolve and grow to meet me. Everything that has happened to me in life has led me to the place I needed to go.
One of my favorite sayings is Stop Watering Dead Plants. And as a plant lady, I have watered plants past their death, begging like Kisa Gotami to bring back my baby. I have watered so many dead things, like Persephone, praying my Goddess of Spring era works in the underworld only to see flowers die from being overwatered, then the water keeps coming and coming and coming, until the whole of Hades is flooded.
Things are changing. They needed to change. I just hate not know how it will look at the end of the changing.
I must change too. I have babied myself, nurtured me, taken deep care to rest me, and nap me, and feed me good things. But all that time away from work, made me realize that I miss work. I miss holding space for people in real life, or sitting with a client and pulling cards, drawing on their beautiful spirit and desires. I love distant work too, which puts me in contact with so many amazing humans around the world.
But the act of Death and change and transformation is ultimately an act of creativity. Resurrection is all the rage. Transformation, death, creativity, art, and rebirth that is kind of my vulture-like jam. And by jam, I mean, I want it on every little bit of toast that I eat. I want that jam on surround sound. Creativity breathes and moves. It draws people in and connects us more deeply that anything else…think of your favorite song or poem or painting and all the other people who connect through that world…we need art and creative energy. I need art and creative energy like water.
Maybe I have been feeling like a “mostly dead” plant, because you can start watering a mostly dead plant, and slowly watch the green come back. Yes, maybe some brown and dried leaves will be gone forever, but if you repot, give her some new soil, attention, sunlight, care, love, and just the right amount of water, the plant will thrive.
I am burying the lead again, as I am wont to do, but all of this is to say I have some news. I am opening my in-person practice again at Alta View Wellness Center. I will be taking over the lower level classroom to see clients, do readings, and sell some items in a retail space. My idea is to have more handmade, recycled, used, and upcycled items than new. I thought that a metaphysical thrift shop would be ideal for me to handle. I won’t be open everyday all day, but have weekly hours that are semi-regular on Thursday, Friday and Saturday, but I will also open by appointment if needed. I will post weekly hours on my website and on my FB page.
But right now, it is just slowly coming together, but I am planning a Grand Opening celebration-y thing on May 3rd where my shop will be open 10 am to 2 pm. At Noon, I will do a guided meditation, then go into a Tarot Gallery, reading for whoever is there. I hope to see you there. This event is free, and my ten-year-old son Zachary will have a bake sale/pop-up café at the shop to raise money for Four Diamonds Mini-thon, which empowers K-12 students to raise funds and awareness to help conquer childhood cancer. Actually, Four Diamonds covers 100 percent of all medical expenses related to cancer care not covered by insurance for eligible Four Diamonds children. Because of the community’s steady and generous support, Four Diamonds has assisted 100 percent of the childhood cancer patients who have been treated at Penn State Health Children’s Hospital. Zach is a Mini-THONs leader, so he is spearheading this, and I am excited for him.
I have an RSVP if you are reading this and might be able to come. Just click here:
So, that’s what I have been up to. No worries, distant clients and members of the Moon + Stone membership, I am still going to be there for you too. I am still doing monthly Full Moon and New Moon readings, sharing the earth medicine knowledge and holding my weekly coffee + cards circle on Monday morning. If you want to join the Membership Group, check out all the deets on the Membership page
One change that might affect you is that I have set up my online scheduler to accept in-person clients as well as distance clients. So, check in and make sure you are scheduling the correct appointment, but otherwise, I am so excited to be reconnecting in person with clients and watering myself just enough. Schedule an appointment with Angie at this link.
Much love,
Angie
don't cry
Happy Pisces Season, friends!
In 2000, I lived in a weird apartment in South Philly’s Italian section, right at 12th and Tasker. It was weird because there was no closet, and I never noticed until I moved in. My trapeze artist boyfriend would literally crawl up the wall into my apartment and just appear to show me how unsafe it was, but I actually liked it. It was one big room with all my books, a table, futon, and me. I took lots of baths.
There was an opera café across the street, you know, a café where the waiters sing opera while serving you. I would hear them practice in the afternoon when all my windows were wide open. I was back in college after a hiatus to get married, move to the desert, learn a bunch of stuff about myself, and then come back to Philadelphia. I was kind of beaten by life at that point. I had a failed marriage. I was living off student loans and working in a vegan café as a cook. My parents owned their second house were married with two kids by my age.
I was confused about my life—I had been a film major, and really wanted to go back to my childhood love of journalism, but I had been encouraged to study something I loved and write about it, rather than take journalism classes. So, I became a religion major, but I started taking some of classes outside of my major for pre-requisites in different schools, and I was taking a figure drawing class. I loved that class. I wanted that class to be 100% of my time, and the professor got me after class and said, “Angie, you should major in Art, or at the very least minor in it.” And I said, I have so much going on. I can’t imagine adding another thing. I was already in the Honors College, and working, and taking 16 credits. And she said every class, “Think about it.”
Art is part of my psyche and my life, and so I did think about it all the time. I also was healing from some significant relationship pain and trauma, which I will not go into here. One afternoon, I was just lying on my bed reading a magazine of artwork, like one does. And I saw this painting. It was a white abstract painting and very small in script on the edge of the painting it said, “don’t cry.” And I stared at it for so long. That was basically my mantra from the time I was 4. Don’t cry. Don’t’ cry. Don’t cry. When I cried, even at that age, I would beg my mother not to tell my dad that I cried today. Please do not tell him, because he would make fun of me...wah, did the baby cry? I was still a baby, but still, I always tried to stop myself crying. But that painting, it took me back to a time when I tried so hard to be strong when I need gentleness. It made me cry and cry for that 4 year old.
I cut that painting out and put it up on my fridge. Many years later, I found Yoshitomo Nara’s painting Don't Cry, 2012 and still have that as a wallpaper on my computer. But I think it resonated because this is my wound—don’t cry. That simply phrase—the one my father said in his actions, the one I repeated in my head because I felt so damned emotional all the time, the phrase that I ended up rebelling against after my daughter died. Crying is how I healed. Crying is how I feel. Crying is my greatest gift. Crying is the opening of the heart.
And so I say this because Crying is Pisces's gift. Emotions can be close to the surface. When you notice yourself saying, "Don’t cry, suck it up, be a man, grow some ovaries, or whatever abusive, societal crap you say in your head, rebel! Fight against it. Just cry, damnit. Cry cry cry..be dramatic. Draw a bath and linger in the melodrama of it all….it is okay. That is why we have bathtubs!
Love you.
Tarot: you asked, I answer.
One of my favorite sayings (and something I repeat quite often) from my mentor Pixie Lighthorse is that we need to name it to tame it, then we need to feel it to heal it. Recently, a friend said that we also have to live it to give it.
Live it to give it hit me right in my truthiness center. YES! This is the nucleus in the atom of my teaching and my work. We have to live it to give it—meaning we can only pass on our experience and truth. This is the principle ethic of recovery—only one addict or alcoholic can help another, because it is inauthentic to share recovery and preach the wisdom of that if you haven’t hit bottom and rebuild your life.
In spiritual circles, this is the same. You have to live the spiritual life, to walk it, to integrate it. You can spot a poser a mile away. Someone regurgitating something they read in a book. Or someone who doesn't practice what they preach. One of the reasons I never hide recovery and my nearly 14 years living a sober, spiritual life after hitting my own bottom is because you need to know that recovery is possible. I am not an unmentionable. I am not living on Skid Row. I recovered. I sought healing.
I found out a truth about myself that meant I had to change, and so I did. Not just from alcoholism, but from desolation, loneliness, isolation, trauma, inner child tantrums, avoidance, unhealthy attachments, stuckness, self-loathing and all the other wounds we carry from the suffering of being human. We can be curious and open and wild and forgiving and honoring not despite our wounds, but because of it.
So, yes, we have to live it to give it.
As you probably already know, I have lived with the Tarot for over, gulp, thirty years of my life. First as a dabbler, then as a student, then a reader and now a teacher. I have been where you are. Maybe you are curious, or maybe you have a deck and you pull cards, and then look at a book, interpret each card, but cannot make sense of how it relates to what you want to know.
On January 1st, 2025, I start my signature move in my business—the Complete Tarot. It is a combination of a recorded class and a live class. I think that works best for most people, because watching classes can be on your time, the time you need to watch, absorb, do your thing. Pause the recording, take notes. Then we meet live and I demonstrate the readings I am teaching, answer questions, laugh. By the end of the nine weeks, most people will have some mad Tarot reading skills.
So, do you want to study with me?
I am now enrolling for the Complete Tarot
I thought I might answer some Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs) I get about Tarot.
How did you learn Tarot?
I learned by doing lots of readings on myself and others, reading books, talking to other Tarot readers, looking at the cards, asking questions, and getting Tarot readings. Taking a Tarot class could be an incredibly enriching experience for me, but I didn’t know that was an option (and maybe in 1989 when I got my first deck it wasn’t). I would have loved a Tarot mentor, someone to do readings with, and to help me interpret Tarot, but I learned through my research monkey, introverted book person way. One of the key elements for deepening and understanding Tarot was keeping a Tarot journal.
I have so many journals. So. Very. Many. I journaled nearly every reading I did for myself. I wrote the question or focus of my reading, then the different cards that I pulled in what position. I also wrote any intuitive feelings or thoughts that came to me during the interpretations. I made connections between one reading and another, for example, when a card I'd been getting in the future position came into the present. I could therefore see how these aspects grow and morph. I often pull oracle cards with my Tarot readings, and so I noted them and what messages came through from those sources.
The second journal I kept focused on individual cards. So I would meditate with a card, note any symbols or images on the card that seemed significant. Sometimes I would sleep with a card and then write about the dream I had in the morning. When I looked at books, I often resonated with an interpretation more than another. One thing I find interesting is to look in the background of cards, they can tell you so much about the card's meaning. What is the background color? What symbols do you see? All of this lends to a mood. I just wrote about what I thought all of it meant individually, then together. I cross-referenced them with some books to see if someone else picked up one something I didn't see. I do find it fascinating and amazing how alike my interpretations were with some books. (This picture is me many moons ago when I still had boobs reading a new deck and cross-checking the book.)
This is why I ask my students to journal, because all the Tarot wisdom lie within you dormant and ready to begin reaching for the light. The archetypes of Tarot are universal and ancient. They only need you to activate them by study.
How can I learn Tarot?
You can study with a teacher, or you can study on your own. All of the great Tarot teachers pretty much became obsessed, like me, taught themselves and became students of the Tarot. If you have that gene, awesome, Primo. But if not, you can take my class where all my obsessive research is synthesized into these teachings. The workbook is primarily keywords, but the class is a deep dive and I talk much more in-depth about the cards, their history, etc.
So, wait, I thought as a Tarot Reader, you were not supposed to do readings on yourself?
Doing readings on yourself is the key to learning Tarot. Basically, learning Tarot is learning the symbolic language in which Spirit speaks to you. You already know about you--what you have been through, what you are facing now, what is most important to you in this phase of your life. So, if you know what issues surround your life, you will be able to match that with the card that applies. So, for example, when I pull the Queen of Pentacles, which is the Earth Mama card of the Minor Arcana, I can see how she would represent that aspect of my personality. My identity for the first five years of my parenting has been as a stay-at-home mother. In this way, this would give me hints about the cards around me. For example, if I pulled the Queen of Pentacles in the Past, I could see how I am moving out of this aspect of how I once saw myself, but how it still informs my present situation. Now, if I moved into the Present as the Emperor, the paternal figure of the Major Arcana, I can say that I am finally moving into a place where I know who I am, what I want, what I need to do to follow my soul path, and how to also lead benevolently and compassionately in the next phase of my life. This is because being a mother has helped me prioritize my life and figure out what I truly want in my career.
But I think the core of what is meant by this question is this: when you sit in front of yourself for a reading, can you be objective? I wrestle with the answer to this question all the time. I wrestle with it when I do readings for good friends and family, and when I do readings for myself. Personally, I find it terribly difficult to be objective about my own life, easier to be objective with friends and family, easiest to be objective with strangers. There are times I am really hard on myself, and other times where I cannot see my role in a situation no matter HOW much soul-searching I do. And neither of those is objective.
So, yes, I do readings for myself, but I am careful to temper it with other advice and opinions from people I trust to be honest with me.
I heard that I need to be gifted my first deck of Tarot. I keep dropping hints, but no one will buy one for me. Is that true?
I have no idea when this notion of being gifted a deck of Tarot came into being, but it's hogwash. I think you SHOULD buy your own deck and make sure it is deck you connect with.
What kind of layouts do you teach in your class?
Well, I teach a number of very basic layouts in my class. I start with a one card draw. Obviously pulling one card is a very focused Tarot reading, and in this way, I can say I use it all the time. But we build very quickly into the Three-Card draw, which is a very versatile layout and great for quick answers. I teach a number of different ways to approach the Three Card. Then we add the Four-Card layout and I offer two varieties of this layout. A Four=Card Obstacles layout and a Four-Care Goals layout, so it starts giving some depth to the Three-Card. From the Four-Card, we build to the Mystic Seven layout. This is the cross in the Celtic Cross, and then an outcome card. This layout is perfect for twenty-minute readings. We then work with the Celtic Cross.
When I do a full reading for someone, I do what is called the Ancient Celtic Cross. The Celtic Cross layout was developed by Arthur Waite who wrote in his book about the Celtic Cross: “I offer in the first place a short process which has been used privately for many years past in England, Scotland and Ireland. I do not think that it has been published — certainly not in connexion with Tarot cards; I believe that it will serve all purposes.” Arthur E. Waite published the basic Tarot deck that I teach and use and is the base of most of the Tarot decks published in the twentieth and twenty-first centuries. His seminal book, published in 1910, A Pictorial Key to the Tarot, was the first book about Tarot and it accompanied the Rider-Waite-Smith deck. From all the information I can gather, we thank Waite for this (and Pamela Coleman Smith for the art and archetypes we associate with the Tarot.)
But as a bonus, you get a pdf copy of my layouts book to work with after our class is done.
What do you love about Tarot?
Tarot has deep symbolism, meaning and spirituality. Every piece of the Tarot card has meaning—the color, the elements, the facial expressions, the mood, the pieces of each picture. Tarot combines art, archetypes, history, religious studies, faith, myth, storytelling, psychology and the mystery of existence. It taps into a kind of universal consciousness, esoteric arcane knowledge that alchemizes in the individual consciousness.
Tarot tells a story—the story of your energy. Many people think I have some kind of crazy psychic abilities. I just tell the story of the cards. Storytelling through pictures is as ancient as the Earth. Our society, our political system, our religions, our psychology is entirely rooted in myth & narrative. Tapping into this through the cards helps us tap into something ancient and important.
I love that Tarot helps me get out of my own way. I can sit in meditation, ask the cards, find some insight about my life that just doesn’t consciously occur to me. The wisdom of Tarot, the synchronicity, the “HOLY CRAP” moment, the patterns and connections we make. I love the combination of visual and spiritual, emotional and mental. As my friend Pamela said every class when she took my Complete Tarot class, “You cannot make this shit up.” And you really cannot.
If you are still with me, and you are like, “Yes, Angie, I want to live Tarot too,” then I am here to pass on the medicine of Tarot through my nine-week class called the Complete Tarot
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Some basic info:
- The Complete Tarot runs nine weeks, but you have lifetime access and can finish on your own time.
- There are so many bonuses they are difficult to list them all, but suffice to say, I am extra, and so is this class.
- Yes, it is based on my workbook, or rather the workbook is based on this class
- Everything is recorded if you cannot attend live.
- It is $500 for nine classes, a shit-ton of extra lessons and one-on-one time with me.
- Yes, there is a certification available, but you don’t need a certification to read Tarot. I am just offering that for the Earth signs in my audience who might need a certificate to prove they are ready. (I joke, but with some truthiness as a Capricorn sun with a Taurus moon.)
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Episode 76: December's Astrology and Earth Medicine with Angie
Episode 75: The Wicked Women of Greek Mythology
Ever wonder why stories of women in mythology and religion so often paint them as the villains? From Pandora opening the jar of evils to Medusa's transformation into a monster, these tales shape cultural narratives that endure today.
In this episode, Angie dives into ancient Greek mythology to unpack how women like Pandora, Medusa, and Circe have been scapegoated for humanity's woes—and how feminist perspectives reclaim their stories as symbols of curiosity, defiance, and resilience. We’ll explore the gods’ messy, human-like flaws, Zeus's power plays, and Hera’s complicated transformation from a powerful pre-Greek goddess to a vengeful Olympian queen. This is part one of a series on “Wicked Women,” examining how patriarchal storytelling turns women’s strength into cautionary tales.
Want Angie to cover Adam, Eve, Lilith, and the Abrahamic traditional takes on women next? Let her know! Email, DM, or comment—because these stories deserve a closer look.
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dia de los muertos
Honoring the Days of the Dead around these parts, and hoping you are feeling that sense of connectedness with your ancestors and passed over loved ones. If you are looking for a guided way to honor the dead, join me on November 1st for Cacao Ceremony & Muertos journey. We will first partake in the sacred cacao, then move into a shamanic journey to connect with the dead—whether it is your passed over parent or loved one, your grandparents, ancestors you never met, but want to connect with or a famous artist, sacred figure or philosopher, thinker or religious figure, join me on Friday for our circle.
Lots of bonuses with this one, including a how to guide for your ofrenda, how to make a cup of cacao, how to bake pan muerto or sugar skulls, and of course the healing work we do together in circle. Everything is recorded if you cannot attend live. Until then, enjoy this playlist I pulled together for Dia de los Muertos.
Blessed Full Moon in Aries
Whew, boy, I missed posting this here yesterday (though if you follow my IG, you would have seen it!), but still useful in that three day window you can really dive deep into Full Moon energy.
In my Membership group, I do a collective Full Moon reading and more for our group, so check out my revamped Membership group and join if you like my approach to the medicine.
Episode 73: Q+A Episode on Existentialism, the Meaning of Life + the Gospels according to Angie
Click here to access Episode 73 on Spotify.
On this week’s episode, I am answering some questions from my listeners, and they ended up being long. Little did they know they hit on some of my special interests as a neurodivergent religion + philosophy nerd. (hello, sailor!) Here are the questions and time where you can find them:
Question 1 : (at 4:35)
from Becky Davis, ACM
How do we find meaning when our day-to-day lives feel empty?
Question 2 : (at 29.06)
from Lee Ann Huebner
This is something I've been meaning to research forever.
When did the quote in the Bible from Jesus saying he was the only way to God first show up? Cause I'm not buying it. One it doesn't seem like something he would say and why would God exclude much of the human souls on this planet with a one line quote.
I also discuss Spirit of Oneness in Harrisburg PA, hosted by Sharon Muzio of Alta View Wellness Center. You can find more information at http://spiritofonenessevent.com . It takes place Saturday, October 5th from 10am to 6pm and Sunday, October 6th from 10am to 5pm.
If you want to ask a question or comment, or have an idea for a future episode, or want to be on a future episode, send me an email at angie@themoonandstone.com.
Announcement to my students + Clients
Shamanic Journey with a Skull
Through my time as an earth medicine practitioner, I have developed intimate relationships with the crystals and tools that have come to me. I consider myself an Earth Medicine Keeper, meaning that I often will find medicine of the Earth, like feathers, bones, skulls, crystals, tools, artwork, and altar pieces. I am exceedingly good at hypervigilance when I am out and about in the world, probably one of those residuals from trauma that serves me in my field. I notice small movements, like animals on the forest floor. I point out the toads, salamanders, birds, feathers, and animals camouflaged in their natural habitats. I find patterns in the things, which is an excellent skill set for finding a four-leaf clover, which I am also very good at. This isn’t even a humble brag, this is a brag brag. Because, let’s face it, sometimes it is good to know what you are good at. Being able to see a discrepancy in the force offers me a opening to gather medicine for my clients. Side note: I am also awesome at this at Yard Sales, Thrift Shops and antique malls for all those interested in a buddy or shopper.
I find many pieces for my work in the most unlikeliest of places. I take them home, and clean them. I house them, and consistently cleanse, clear and clean until they are ready for meditation or journey work. Then I journey with the piece to find out how I can best work with this medicine and how it wants to work with me. Sometimes I pass the medicine on, if it was meant for a client. I actually am starting to resell, recycle, and upcycle my finds for my online shop.
So, what is a shamanic journey? Well, journey is a practice best described as a lucid trance state. In the alpha state, it's akin to meditation. In the theta state, the deeper level of transmission, more akin to the dream state. In this way, we visualize and communicate with our medicine and guides much more easily. Intelligence comes through the sensory processes and is later interpreted cognitively.
My questions are often the same ilk—why did you come to me? Are you personal medicine or medicine I will use with clients? What messages do you have? How would you like me to work with you? How can I best honor you and keep you?
In Spring of 2023, my bestie Sharon Muzio and I took a trip to Columcile Megalith in Bangor, Pennsylvania. It is a standing stone Celtic park that is not only beautiful, but sacred and holy. It was an awesome weekend away, and we decided to check out a few crystal shops in the area, as you do when you are witchy bad asses with a rainy day. I found this incredible shop called Celestial Journeys in Stroudsburg, PA. It seems to be permanently closed now, which is so sad, because she had an incredible selection of crystals and offerings.
I went in there looking for nothing, and then we made eye contact with a skull that was white. It looked like bone, almost. When I saw it, I thought it looked like Ocean Jasper, definitely in my top five crystals of all time. One of the things I love about Ocean Jasper is its connection to the Earth, and healing work. Each piece is entirely different from another, but they often have markings that look like cells almost. I kept walking back over to it in the case, not touching it yet, but just watching it. The consciousness of it felt palpable. I couldn’t not think of this skull as I walked around the store. Finally, I went back and asked the owner Janine what it was. She told me it was fossilized coral.
Hmmm…interesting.
Fossilized coral skull. Of course, the little corals are going to look like bones. I assumed it had limestone with it, and my goodness, it was so cool. I decided this was Spirit urging me to connect with a Crystal Skull.
Now, I did have a skull at the time—a black Obsidian skull that I worked with for ancestral healing work, and my altars for Ancestor. My beautiful friend Lisa D’Arrigo sent me a gorgeous little Cherry Jasper skull that I worked with when I was healing from my double mastectomy in 2021. But this Skull felt different, like it was here to teach and work with me.
I didn’t immediately jump into journey with the Skull. I spent the days preceding my journey day prepping. I made baños. Cleared and cleansed with skull with drum, rattle, and burning herbs. I set aside a whole day for journeywork, and this was part of that day. I took a long ceremonial bath in dead sea salt water and prepared for a long journey with the Skull. I brought it to my bed, and set myself up with pillows and Icaros, the Central and South American songs used during Ayahuasca and other medicine. journeys. Now, one of my goals was to develop a relationship with the medicine—specifically with the skull.
Every skull keepers I know who have deep meaningful relationships with their skulls seemed to know their name, their medicine, channeling the wisdom of the Crystal Skull. So, that was one of my questions: What is your name? Then deeper:
What work do you want to do through me?
Why did you come to me?
Are you personal medicine or medicine I will use with clients?
What messages do you have?
How would you like me to work with you?
How can I best honor you and keep you?
As I began, I seemed plunged into a world with many layers and levels, different outlooks, but it was all fluorescent and changeable. And I continued to try to be grounded in a journey on the land, but it was somewhere between ether and space. It reminded me of the movie Tron. But as I explored, and frustratingly was trying to direct my journey, I kept asking the question, I am here to know your name. Tell me what Medicine you have for me. It was just the Icaros and the place that could be very large or very small.
Why are you asking me my name?
The Skull began speaking. And it continued as colors and shapes, nebula and sacred geometry was all around me. “I used to have a whole universe in me and you are asking if I have a human name.”
Suddenly, I could see all this nebulous color and shape come into focus. It was a coral reef, so deep and long and intricate. It was like watching a movie on speed 4x, except the 4 were years, millennia, really. I could see the life cycle of plants and anemones and fish—their babies, their babies’ babies, birth, life, mate, death, and then birth, life, mate and death, over and over and I could see the eating of fish my other fish and the gentleness of the animals in and around the coral. The whole of the coral reef was a universe where certain fish and plants spent their whole life. The Skull repeated itself, “I used to be an entire universe. You can never fully grasp what that means. You can never understand with your ways unless you want to. You humans just want to possess things. You take me out the Earth, cut me out of the womb again, after my life cycle being a universe, from the place where I lived, and then you take me and carve me into your image and ask me my name, like I am happy to be here looking like a human.”
“You shaped me to be you. You carved me in your image, to look human, but I am anything but human. I had a universe in me and around me the likes you will never understand and you dare to ask me what my human name is. I am everything. I am the Earth. I am the universe..”
At first, I had that sarcastic defeating Gen X voice in me, “Figures I’d get the angry little skull.”
The Skull continued to talk, “You are asking the wrong questions. You are asking me my name. How you work with me? These are petty human concerns.” I could still see the coral extending out into the sea, and housing all the life cycles.
What the skull taught me is that Earth Medicine isn’t us, we cannot project our humanness onto the Earth. It doesn’t have a consciousness like ours. The Earth doesn’t pull things out of its environment and expect it to thrive and teach and be wise and understand humanity. The Coral taught me about community and interconnectedness, and showed me, more than meditation or writing about (which I had to do for my Level 3 shamanic training) ever could communicate—we must dismantle the myth of separation. Not only is the Coral the Sea, but it is also the Earth. It is the fish it housed. It is the salt, the plants, the limestone. It is me. It is you.
My line of question was very me-centeric. I was asking the questions about what I had just bought, That in and of itself was problematic to him. When I asked, what's your name? How do you want to work with me? It was all me, me, me, me. I wanted a cool story. I wanted to channel the medicine. But the Skull was like, all righty, well, let's get you in line here. And it was interesting. He showed me the universes that exist on the Earth, and that right now, you are no different Angie. There are universes around all things.
I am a human. I wanted what I wanted when I wanted it. And he was basically saying, this is how you work with me. Learn about me, learn about the earth. I am the medicine of the earth. So, in the end, this tempermental coral skull was not moody at all, but honest and wise. He teaches me every day about how to work with the earth medicine and not how to possess it or use it and be an ally to it. We are in service to the medicine, not the other way around. Humility and walking the beauty way can help soften tough relationships with the medicine and the Earth, which continues to struggle with heat and climate change. I was asking its name, but that was decidedly the wrong question. The question I should be asking is Would you please show me the way of the Earth?
In the end, that is what I do. I'm an earth medicine practitioner and I was asking a Coral Skull, “In what ways are you human? How do you be more human? What kind of human ways can you help me with?” But that is not the medicine of the Earth—it about the wisdom of the animal, the plant, the plant.
As I have explored my unnamed Crystal Skull, I researched coral, because of course, I did. Cool Coral factoids:
Coral grow by biomineralization, a process that starts when the young coral polyp uses seawater to create calcium carbonate crystals.
Corals worldwide, no matter if they live in the ocean or in a tank, bloom at the same time. They communicate no matter where they are in the world.
Coral reefs only take up 0.0025 % of the earth's surface but they, along with other marine organisms are responsible for producing 50% of the earth oxygen.
They also absorb nearly one-third of the carbon dioxide generated from burning fossil fuels.
Synchronized mass coral spawning typically occurs several days after a full moon once a year.
I bought my Skull and continue to build a deep relationship with its medicine. He comes in one form or another in every session I have. I mostly keep him on my altar and honor his medicine. As we have softened and taught me more about working with the Earth, our work together seems one of the most important medicine journeys ever.
Do you have a skull? Tell me about it in the comments! Also, let me know how you loved Skull Week, and I can’t wait to explore more topics with you. If you love my deep dives, consider asking me a question to cover in my next podcast episode, which is a Q&A episode. Send your question via email either written or you can send an audio file to angie (at) themoonandstone (dot) com.
Skull Tour with Suzanne Pfister + Julie Taylor
I am so pleased to introduce one of my people, Suzanne Pfister of the Midnight Owl. Suzanne has served as a Moderator for the Moon + Stone Healing FB Community and the host of our monthly Craft and Tails night, which is a virtual craft night—bring your own cocktails. (I mean…come on! doesn’t that sound like the best time!) Suzanne Pfister, RMT, ACM, is a Reiki Master Teacher, an Advanced Crystal Master, a yoga teacher and a proprietress of Midnight Owl, a mystical and metaphysical shop of all things fantasy, spiritual and whimsical in Chester, NJ. I am hoping Suzanne will offer more of these tour of her shop. I know I bought some things, and Mama is very happy!!
Skull Tour with Suzanne Pfister Rmt Acm at Midnight Owl. If you would like to purchase a skull you see, please reach out to Suzanne by clicking here.
The Skull: history, iconography, ritual use, and ally
Long associated with death and rebirth, skulls, whether crystal or not, often evoke that deep fear within people, so much so they have become a staple of Halloween and horror movies. However, skulls have been one of the oldest symbols found ritual, religion, artwork, cultural celebrations, and iconography in human history.
In our not-so-distant past, death was part of human life. Humans were not shielded from death. People died at home, sometimes in the streets. Humans, of all ages and genders, saw war, accidents, disease, pandemics, and death. What is left of the human body, the bones, represents the impermanence of the human body. Even before we studied anatomy, dissected humans, or understood medicine, humans held bones as representative of death. They held skulls and bones. Humans understood that these parts of us were all that remains after death.
The Skull, or rather, the human head houses vision, hearing, speaking, and thoughts. It is what we look at when we talk and when we recognize a person—so it holds the seed of identity and spirit for many. Skulls are human-shaped with a mouth, eyes, and nose, but no longer house the Spirit or Soul of the human. The skull becomes an important symbol in depicting the cycle of creation as a whole: birth, death, mortality, and, at times, immortality. We see skulls represented in artwork, mysticism, religion, and spirituality.
The mystical and metaphysical symbolism intertwined with their very real structure brings in a feeling of grounding, the structure of life with the mysticism and mystery of death. Spiritually, we work with the skulls in altar work, ritual, symbolism, and meditation. I do think skulls are some of the most potent symbols one can work with. Shamanically, they are totally my jam.
Use of Skulls in Various Cultures
Skulls have always held a special place in mythologies, legends, and traditions across different ancient cultures. While the meanings varied, skulls carried powerful symbolism and were often considered sacred, sometimes even used as offerings to gods.
Aztecs
For the ancient Aztecs, skulls weren’t just about death—they were seen as something more positive. Yes, they were tied to death and facing the fear of it, but they also symbolized life and the promise of a new beginning. To the Aztecs, skulls represented regeneration and rebirth, emphasizing the natural cycle of life. It was all about humanity and the idea that new life emerges from death.
Celtic Culture
In Celtic traditions, skulls were also considered sacred and were often placed on altars as offerings. For them, the skull was linked to the soul and seen as a symbol of power. The openings for the eyes and mouth were thought to be holy, offering a pathway to wisdom and knowledge. Beyond being a “house for the soul,” skulls in Celtic lore were sometimes symbols of creation and transformation, representing the ever-turning cycle of life.
Ancient India
In Buddhism, skulls were closely connected to the concept of emptiness. The belief was that everything in the Universe, at its core, is neutral, and only loses that neutrality based on how we perceive it. Emptiness wasn’t negative—it was a key part of understanding the true nature of things.
In both Hinduism and Buddhism, skulls were also tied to Munda Mala and the sacred syllable, OM. Deities like Shiva and the Mahavidyas Goddesses often wore garlands of skulls, representing divine power. Skull jewelry symbolized the gods' greatness, showing that they were beyond fear, danger, and even death itself.
Christianity
In Christianity, skulls symbolize mortality. Saints in many religious artworks are often depicted holding skulls, representing wisdom and a higher understanding of life. This act symbolized letting go of earthly concerns and turning toward spirituality, placing trust in the Divine.
At the same time, the skull, being part of the human body, also represents the link between the spiritual and physical worlds, connecting life and death, the seen and the unseen.
Día de Muertos and Skulls in Latin American Culture
As a Latina, I have consistently grown up with ghost stories, skeletons, and the honoring of ancestors. My mother kept and still keeps a fancy-cut crystal glass with water for death, sometimes putting food next to it on a window sill for the dead who may visit our home.
Skulls have a significant role in Latin American culture, especially in the context of el Día de Muertos or the Day of the Dead.
Day of the Dead
Of course, there are pre-Hispanic origins of el Día de Muertos. Aztecs and other Indigenous peoples in pre-Columbian Mexico celebrated death as a natural part of life. They believed that the dead were not gone, but rather that they had a relationship with the living. The Aztecs celebrated the death of their ancestors with a festival that lasted a month, honoring the goddess Mictēcacihuātl, the Queen of the Underworld. Mictēcacihuātl was known as the “lady of the dead.” She ruled the underworld, and watched over the bones of the dead, which the Aztecs believed were a source of life in the next world. Her grinning skull face is strongly associated with Dia de Muertos.
Spanish influence
When the Spanish arrived in Mexico, they brought Catholicism and forced many Indigenous people to convert. The holiday was moved to coincide with All Saints' Day and All Souls' Day, which are celebrated on November 1 and 2. But are these two celebrations the same?
Both are centered on remembering the dead, but they approach this remembrance in different ways. All Souls Day focuses on praying for “all the faithful departed,” while Día de los Muertos invites the spirits of loved ones back for an annual family reunion.
All Souls Day has been around for centuries. By the 9th century, monasteries were setting aside a day to pray for the dead, and it was a Benedictine abbot who first established November 2 as the official day to remember the departed. After the devastation of World War I, Pope Benedict XV extended the observance to the entire Catholic Church in 1915. On All Souls Day, people of faith remember those who have passed and pray for their peaceful journey into the afterlife with God.
Día de los Muertos, on the other hand, is not only about remembrance—it’s also a celebration of life. Families gather at gravesides, turning them into festive picnic spots where food, drinks, music, flowers, and fireworks are shared with the dead. It’s a joyful gathering that celebrates the memory of loved ones. Altars are set up in homes, adorned with flowers, photos, and offerings like food to welcome the spirits back and honor their presence.
Many offerings are sweet treats, like candy skulls, coffins, and sugar rolls called pan de muerto. The celebration also includes playful elements like toy skeletons and papel picado (colorful tissue paper cutouts of skulls and bones). These joyful touches bring a sense of sweetness and lightheartedness to the otherwise somber concept of death.
Whether through prayers on All Souls Day or the lively customs of Día de los Muertos, the past is brought into the present. Families, along with the broader faith community, gather at altars and gravesides to celebrate life in the midst of death, finding joy in sorrow. In these celebrations, memory becomes a living hope for eternal life.
Modern celebrations
Today, Día de los Muertos is celebrated in many ways, including building altars, dressing up, and sharing food. Every year, families and communities celebrate Día de los Muertos for three days. We think of this as a Mexican holiday, and yes, some of the largest, most elaborate celebrations are in Mexico. Still, El Día de Muertos is celebrated all throughout Latin American. In my mother’s hometown of La Chorrera in Panama, the procession came down in front of her home, as she lived across from the cemetery. According to Google, the states of Oaxaca and Michoacán have special traditions for the holiday. In Nejapa de Madero, Oaxaca, preparations begin a month before the celebration, including choosing stalks for altars, preparing food, and buying mezcal. In cemeteries and homes, families gather to honor and remember their loved ones who have passed. Celebrations vary by region and cultural influences. For example, in Guatemala, people make kites to reach their ancestors, while in Bolivia, processions involve the actual skulls of ancestors.
Skulls, or calaveras, sit at the center of Day of the Dead festivities. It would not be el Día de Muertos without brightly colored skulls. Everything, brightly colored and light, shows skeletons, skulls, and representations of death, like Monarch Butterfly, the carrier of souls. We see skulls made from sugar paste, wood, paper maché, or carved bone. Sugar skulls are given as gifts to family and friends to honor and celebrate the lives of the deceased. The decorations on the skulls reflect the likes and desires of the deceased. They are placed on altars and on the gravesites, and then left in the rain to melt into the Earth, mirroring the decomposition of the body after death.
The Aztecs and other Meso-American civilizations believed in death as a continuation of life, and that the dead would return to visit during a month-long ritual. They decorated their temples with skulls, kept them as trophies, and used them in rituals to symbolize death and rebirth. After Colonization, the Catholic Church often incorporated the local customs and celebrations into Catholic existing holidays. El Día de Muertos began to be celebrated on the Holy Days of All Saints Day and all Souls Day, incorporating and honoring babies and children who have died (El Dia de los Angelitos),
To welcome them, families build altars, or ofrendas, in their honor. These altars often include yellow marigolds, candles, photos of the deceased, cut tissue-paper designs, as well as food and beverages offerings, though these can vary from culture to culture.
Skulls, or calaveras, are often used as decorations. Though these can be made of papier-mâché, clay, wood, metal, cut-out tissue paper, they are often made of sugar decorated with colored icing, flowers, or metallic colored foils.
Interesting sidenote:
After Mexico gained independence from Spain in 1821, the newfound freedom of the press led to the publication of many broadsides featuring skulls, or calaveras. These illustrations were a form of popular resistance by artists and writers. Lithographer José Guadalupe Posada's illustrations of calaveras found a wide audience in the new country. His most famous calavera was la Catrina, a female dandy portrayed as a fleshless skull with a wide-brimmed hat.
What a Skull Represents in Spiritual Work
Wisdom
The skull is the “home” of the mind. It symbolizes higher knowledge, truth, and ageless wisdom. Skulls or heads hold two or three chakra centers, depending on your perspective: the Crown Chakra, the Third Eye Chakra and the Throat Chakra (I do see it this way because of the ears and mouth.)
Skulls represent and emphasize the power of the rational mind, willpower, and mental agility. It represents the ability to transcend the limitations of the established systems of knowledge, penetrate deeper truths, and find higher meaning.
Bravery & Fearlessness
Skulls are old symbols of courage and strength. Associated with not simply valor and glory in war or battle, but they are associated with death for a cause as well as OVERCOMING death, which we will talk about more in a bit. Defeat the odds, overcome obstacles, limitless personal power, and the ability to deal with danger bravely and boldly is often seen in the symbolism of skull with warriors, fighters, ex-military and military folk.
Although it has been linked with fear, the skull represents the ability to conquer fears and rise above them.
Death
To pretend skulls symbolism is not about death would be to completely miss the mean of Skull. Everything in life moves in cycles. Endings inevitably occur as a part of that process. While they represent finite things, skulls also symbolize the start of the new cycle and the birth of new life as well as the end of one cycle and the beginning of another.
A skull reminds us that everything in life is transient and impermanent. The only thing that does not change is the knowledge that everything changes. Skulls urge us to see the beauty of every day, or as the Mexican iconography of Skull in El Dia de los Muertos reminds us, to laugh in the face of death. Skulls represent presence and gratitude, inspiring us to live a well-examined life with purpose and meaning.
Shamanic Uses of Skulls
Skulls have been used in shamanic work in many ways, (literally countless) but including some here that are interesting:
Ritual implements: In Hindu Tantra and Tibetan Buddhist Tantra, a skull cup called a kapala is used as a ritual bowl. In Tibetan Buddhism, kapalas are often decorated with jewels and precious metals.
Spiritual adornment: A shamanic practitioner in Bali made a necklace from five individually carved skulls made from water buffalo horn.
Symbolism: Skulls can symbolize death, evil, fear, and mortality, but they can also represent protection, power, and gratitude toward life.
Prehistoric Europe: Shamans in prehistoric Europe packed skulls with clay and burnt brains.
Mesolithic shamanism: Mesolithic shamans used red deer skulls with antlers during rituals.
Lakota culture: In Lakota culture, the buffalo skull is a symbol of self-sacrifice and is present in all sacred rituals.
Tibetan Buddhism: In Tibetan Buddhism, skulls are reminders of impermanence that help remove attachment to self and one's body.
Whew! If you made it this far through my Skullie research, congratulations! You deserve a little sugar skull as a reward. So, as you know, I love the Tarot and often will create Tarot Layouts with symbols I find resonate or for issues I am facing, and so I took the Skull and asked it—how can you help Tarot readers?
And I held my own Crystal Skull asking the questions. Immediately, my eyes went to that midway gaze between focus and unfocus and I could see the blackness of the eye sockets, the nose, the mouth and the ears as places to tap into. Not our eyes, but what is left is the eyes of our eyes, the nose of our nose, the ears of our ears, and the voice of our voice…the spiritual, wise parts of us that exist before consciousness and will exist after the body dies. And so I present The Skull Layout
Spirit Journey with Skull
I am so honored to welcome a piece by Julie Taylor, ACM. Julie and I got to know each other through Hibiscus Moon Crystal Academy. Later she studied Tarot through the Moon + Stone Healing Academy and joined my weekly circle. Since then, she has become one of the moderators at the Moon + Stone Healing Academy’s Facebook page and one of the contributors here on our site.
Julie is a certified Advanced Crystal Master and Reiki Master. She's a lover of words and moon magic. She received her bachelor's in professional writing and associate's in early childhood education and practices crystal reiki on herself and with others. She lives in sync with moon cycles and seasons and practices her witchery in the Las Vegas Valley of Nevada. She's the author of the children's book, Blue Hissy Highness and the Shiny Stones, founder of StoneSpelling.com, a new community for sharing witchery, curator of the Private Facebook Group, Stone Spelling & Witchery, is a moderator for the Moon + Stone Healing Academy Facebook group, and is a contributor here at the Moon + Stone Healing Academy.
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Trigger Warning: Touches on topic of death
Skulls, the spirit of them, have called to me. In years past, I’ve noticed them in crystal stores, seen them around Halloween time, and noticed them around Day of the Dead. But I hadn’t yet felt the urge to buy one or spend time learning about them enough to open to what they might mean to me--until this year. Now that I think back, I think skull spirit started calling to me late last winter.
More and more my eyes landed on crystal skulls as I shopped stones but I couldn’t land on any that felt a right fit for me. I started to wonder why. I started to think maybe I’m missing something. And then I thought that if the universe was speaking to me, sending a call to connect with skull spirit, that maybe I’m meant to learn before I leap.
So, this summer, I started a quest to find out what skulls represent for me in a spiritual sense. I began with the dictionary. It’s one of my favorite books. It’s like a marker at the beginning of the trail, a spiritual reminder to keep me from falling down too many rabbit holes or from traveling astray of where I want to go.
The first definition is what one might expect with its description of the skeleton of the head.
And even definition 4 with its “emblem of death” seemed expected considering celebrations around Halloween and el Dia de los Muertos. But definitions 2 and 3 sparked something new for me.
Definition 2: the seat of understanding or intelligence: mind
Definition 3a: the crown of the head
Hmm...my eyes paused over “seat” and “understanding” and “crown,” and my intuition translated “seat” to the root chakra and connected “understanding” to the “crown.” My thoughts started running ahead, following the ideas popping into my imagination, sparking for me the sense that I’m meant to connect special meaning between earth and skeleton with crown and skull.
They’re interconnected but there’s emphasis on the journey up to the skull...starting from the root charka, building air in the belly, moving up through the heart, and signaling to the crown.
And I take in that mindful, deep breath, and as I let it out, I feel the Element of Air moving in me to connect body, mind, and spirit.
Whoosh
Ahead of me on this spiritual path, a rabbit hole appears, and I’m spiked to go down it. The Element of Air is wafting and saying to me, “when breath becomes air.”
Wait, what? My mind’s eye feels an almost mental shake of clarity, because I know those words. I ask myself, “Where have I heard those words?” And I remember.
I attended a Death Cafe last year, and I saw a book titled, When Breath Becomes Air, by Paul Kalanithi. Poetic. Four words that conjured in me a sense, a feeling about life after human death. That when a last human breath is taken, the soul enters Air, moving into spirit, wafting through realms, and at times keeping me company with their essence.
Air is moving in me. In through the nose, out through the nose. The skull represents that for me.
The sense that with every breath I take, I connect body, mind, and soul to spirit, and my heart guides me to who and to when. The air I breathe is air my ancestors once breathed. Skull spirit helps me connect to air of loved ones--loved ones who have crossed to a place so close yet so far that I ache to translate all they have to say. Dear ones whose breath became air speak through skull, waiting patiently for me to understand, willing to return again and again, to sit with me, to come closer and to place signals in my path until my imaginings light up in my mind’s eye. And I breathe in the spirit of connection to spirit.
Now the next step in my journey is to find the stone skulls meant to be with me.