One of the mines I visited this summer in Arkansas
In the last article I briefly expounded on one of several trips, actually road trips to be specific, to Arkansas where I went hunting for quartz crystals.
“Why,” you are probably asking.
Good question!
I had the same question. Let me share how it all unfolded.
This has been an amazing year for me spiritually because I have been practicing the art of listening to my inner self and I have been hearing what it’s telling me loud and clear. One day I literally woke up with this unexplainable, more like unfathomable, interest in quartz crystals. If you know me well enough, you’d know that when something profound shifts inside me and catches my attention, I become like an arrow speeding toward the bull’s eye with uncanny accuracy. I suddenly become consumed with the subject at hand and learn as much as I can with the incredible focus and intensity. It almost becomes obsessive.
This type of energy has previously catapulted me to higher levels of achievement on Wall Street and in aviation, among other things. Once I set my mind on something, the universe has never fails to gather at my feet and conspire to help manifest my inner desires. When you think about it, anytime you are incredibly excited about something and you move with a purpose toward the manifestation of whatever it is you’re aiming for, you summon mighty unseen forces of nature. It works every single time. The key, of course, is to muster as much genuine excitement because that’s the only way you can literally move mountains. Based on my experience, if you do anything half hardheartedly, you won’t get very far. Sound familiar?
Digging for crystals in super hot temps!
I’m not exactly sure how it all unfolded but while I was learning more about crystals, the universe brought to my attention the idea that I should travel to Arkansas and go digging for them myself! Further research led me to discover that Arkansas actually holds the 2nd largest quartz crystal deposits in the world followed by Brazil. My stomach rumbled with excitement in response – a quick check on Mapquest revealed it would only be a 12 hour drive south. It felt right. It was just a matter of time before I left town in search for crystals.
As I got closer to the departure date, I became increasingly mystified as to why I was feeling so strongly about Arkansas. It didn’t take long for the answer to arrive in the form of an email from a friend who knew I was preparing for the trip. Take a look at what I found in my inbox…… this article:
Masters, are you aware, truly aware of the incredible changes taking place around you? The shift is easily apparent, in all of its nuances, and undeniably so.
And we tell you that there is no place on the Earth at the present time revealing more wondrous evidence of the Earths transition, than the Crystal Vortex of Arkansas.
Why Arkansas you may ask. The answer is because within this vortex lies the largest single deposit of quartz crystal on the planet. The Atlanteans as well as the Sirian-Pleiadean Alliance were well aware of this fact. Accordingly there are energetic devices, and refined crystals within this area that were set in place precisely to play a major role in the transition of the earth…and that is happening now before your collective eyes.
It goes on to clarify the purpose of crystals in Brazil and Arkansas:
As Arkansas and Brazil are the largest generators of crystalline energy on the planet and both hold very key energy devices that are playing a major role in the Crystalline Transition of the planet.
And then my role with crystals became crystal clear (no pun intended) with a one liner toward the end:
If you are indeed one of these envoys, you are feeling the need to be involved in the recoding, and are drawn to the Crystal Vortex and to other locations of the 12-helixed discs.
It wouldn’t be an understatement to say that I was both stunned and relieved by the time I finished reading that article. Stunned because I got the answer I was seeking and relieved because it was no longer mysterious. Finally!
Just prior to departing, another article came to my attention, making me feel that I was now on a very specific mission handed down to me by invisible commanders:
Arkansas is emerging as one of the most important and powerful vortexial portals on the planet. It is the northern hemisphere source of the Crystalline field. Arkansas is not only the largest singular deposit of natural quartz crystal in the world; indeed it contains a unique quality of crystals, coded to awaken at this time, coded with the energy of the ‘Law of One’.
Haul of “Dirty” Crystals having sunbath before deep cleansing
I suspect the load of crystals I dug up and brought home somehow have to do with massive awakening taking place this year and that my assignment was to be their keeper until further notice. These timely articles served as a powerful confirmation from the universe to just pack up and go. Somehow I knew without a doubt I’d receive all the support I would need to make this trip a success but little did I know just how much!
On the day I hit the road for the 12 hour drive, I had the first night’s lodging in Arkansas already taken care of thanks to Couchusurfing.org. Beyond that I was prepared to go camping in the wilderness if it came to that. In fact, my trunk was packed with a sleeping bag and mat, tent, etc.
Six hours later, I received on my Blackberry (I’ve since tossed that aside and upgraded to a Samsung Galaxy III, haha) a Facebook message from a woman who introduced herself as having met me once while in Fairfield but had since relocated to Hot Springs, Arkansas. She said she had seen some updates on FB about my upcoming trip and felt guided to offer, free of charge, a place to stay at her not-yet-opened-to-the-public-hostel! I flashed a knowing smile to no one in particular for I knew this was the universe taking care of me. The only thing she wanted in return was a strong recommendation for the hostel on social media. Noooooo problem!
Now, here’s the funny thing. You just never know what the universe has up its sleeve for you when something like this happens. I’ll tell you about it in a future blog article but let’s just say that I wasn’t going down there just to dig for crystals. The universe had a lightworker type job for me to do. It entailed bringing much needed light to two people at the hostel. Stay tuned for that story in the near future!
The day after crashing at the Couchsurfing guy’s house and then moving into the hostel just a few blocks away, I paid a visit to the Ron Coleman mine in Jessieville, Arkansas. It’s reputed to have the best quality quartz crystals about 30 to 45 minutes north of Hot Springs where I was staying. Armed with a shovel and a pair of heavy duty gloves, I thought I was well prepared for a full day of digging but this inexperienced crystal hunter was NOT. I had arrived to Arkansas in the middle of an extremely hot summer where average temperatures routinely hovered over 100 degrees!
Crystals after a week of deep cleansing
Getting to the mine required a moderately steep climb over uneven gravel littered with several unsightly potholes – needless to say, it proved to be somewhat of a challenge for my trusty little Honda. At one point during the climb, it felt as if the car was going vertical and I found myself subconsciously leaning toward the steering wheel, as if that would help keep the car from flipping backward. Can you imagine?!?!
Upon arriving, I surveyed the public digging area and went right to work. It wasn’t long before I was coming up with what appeared to be both large and small crystals. The trouble was I couldn’t tell if they were of good quality because they were virtually submerged in wet mud, iron and ore. It would take a week of detailed cleaning before I would learn of their condition. So I did what I had to do and that was to simply take my chances and throw in the bucket what I intuitively felt would be good finds. On my first day, I was super excited at the prospect of finding my first crystal, that I made the mistake of hardly paying attention to the scorching hot sun beating on my head. I would later pay dearly for that misstep – taking a shower later that night proved to be p-a-i-n-f-u-l.
After four to six hours of digging, I called it a day. The trunk was full of dirty quartz crystals and I was satisfied.
Here are some more pictures of the scenery:
I stayed at this cozy room at the hostel for a week and a half!
Stay tuned for an update about what happened at the hostel that led me to realize that I wasn’t “just going crystal hunting.”
