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How the ancient crystal skull Synergy came to the Western World...
This skull first came to light in 1981 when it was acquired by a European businessman and avid hiker, as he traveled around Central and South America. He acquired the skull from a very old native man, in a tiny, village, in the Andes, near the borders of Peru, Bolivia and Chile. He was just passing through, and had come upon the small settlement while looking for a place to stay for the night. He wandered into the village and was greeted with smiles and an invitation to share a meal.
This gentleman, George, speaks several languages, and he usually has at least a few words in common with most of the people he meets in his travels -- enough to get by, anyway. Although he didn't speak the same language as most of the people in this isolated village, there was an instant connection between them, and they managed with the smattering of Spanish and Portuguese that a few of them knew. In need of shelter for the night, George was offered a spot for his sleeping bag, near the fire, in the dwelling of an elderly man.
After a peaceful evening in the old man's company, George gratefully accepted a simple breakfast and got ready to take his leave. As he thanked the man for his generous hospitality, the elder led George to an old wooden chest. Opening the crumbling wooden lid, he took out the crystal skull, touched it reverently, and handed it to George. Awed by an artifact of such obvious antiquity, beauty and value, yet uncertain what he was expected to do with it, George tried to hand it back. But, the old man urged it upon him, making it clear that he was to take it with him.
Curious about the history of such a thing, George tried to find out what the villagers knew about it. One young fellow explained in halting Spanish that the skull had come into the possession of a much loved Catholic nun, in Peru. She was quite old when she died in the early 1800's, and she had given it to the old mans 'Grandfather' when he was just a boy. , (note: It's hard to say if this was really the man's Grandfather, or just the honorary title that many natives use to designate an ancestor or revered relative.) The nun told the boy and his father that the skull was "an inheritance from a lost civilization" and, like the Christian cross, it was a symbol of the transcendence of Soul over death. She said that it carried the message of immortal life and the illumination that we may discover when we lose our fear of death. She gave it to the boy and his father, asking them to safeguard it until the right person came to get it -- and share it's message with the world. It had been brought to that land from 'somewhere else' and needed to wait until the right person could help it to continue its journey.
"Your heart will know the person," she said.
"What a strange story," thought George. Not being of a religious or mystical nature, he wondered what the old man thought he would -- or should -- do with it.
"Do whatever your heart tells you to do" was the answer. So, George took the crystal skull with him, wrapped in a sleeping bag, inside of an old pillowcase.
George designs jewelry and as he flew home with the crystal skull, he thought about how it would look in a display of his fine jewelry. It would certainly draw attention to his designs, he thought. For more than a decade, in shows all over Europe, people would flock to his booths when he sold his jewelry and other stones. He slowly became convinced that there was something quite special about it. "It seemed to draw people like a magnet," he said, "and it touched the hearts of many of them, deeply." Few people walked away without taking a look at the skull, and many had strangely exhilarating experiences, telling him how they were amazed by the many rainbows and patterns within it that shifted and changed, forming strange and wonderful images inside the skull.
George was so intrigued by the skull that, at first, he thought he'd try and have it copied. He has access to some good technology, but, as he investigated, he found that the expense and time involved were too high and it would not be cost effective. He discovered that the original crystal that the skull was carved from would have weighed about 85lbs. to 100 lbs. and that even with the current laser technology, it would still take months of a master carver's time to finish and (possibly) replicate it. By the time he discovered the practical things that prevented him or others from precisely duplicating it, he'd grown rather attached to the skull and wasn't interested in trying to copy it anymore. Wherever he went, he took the crystal skull, and it drew people right to his booth. He thought of it as his "good luck piece."
Many researchers have looked at this skull and one of the most interesting facts about it came from a forensic scientist, who makes a living reconstructing faces from the actual skulls of missing people. He examined it and said that it was definitely made to closely match the skull of an actual human being, except for the bottom of the jaw being slightly flattened, perhaps to help it sit correctly. He was very sure that he could he could use a special modeling clay to reproduce the face.
He explained that there are small anomalies in a real skull that only occur naturally. No piece of art (that is, something that was made directly from, and only using, the imagination of the artist) faithfully reproduce these anomalies. He explained that it is not possible to take an art object that looks like a skull to the unpracticed eye, and then use it to reconstruct a face that actually looks like a real human, no matter how carefully the artwork was constructed. In his professional opinion, this crystal skull is an artistic reproduction of a natural object. The precise measurements that needed to be checked as it was fashioned, the patience, diligence and skills required to do so are mindboggling. In addition, this crystal has a number of intercepted points in it. That is to say, the original rock quartz crystal had other, smaller crystals, growing inside of it. It is surprising that it didn't shatter when attempting to carve it. It would have taken infinite patience and care and likely generations to do.
Who, when, and why, was it made? The style is wrong for artifacts dating to the time of the Aztecs, Mayans and other known Central and South American civilizations. It is a "Hollywood myth" that such artifacts were made to be used in human sacrificial rites. Experts in ancient cultures explain that the skull was thought to house the soul. To the Ancients, it was a symbol of life surviving death. Crystal skulls signified the essence of humankind. They were without faces, representing all humans, not any one race or even sex. The finished piece would have been brought out on special holy days. Reaffirming their belief and hope for life after death. Certainly, like anything that mankind possesses, this crystal skull could have been used by people for their own selfish purposes, however, as an elderly nun once told a young boy, the crystal skulls are universally spoken of as legacies from a long ago time -- and items of great spiritual significance.
George came to America in early 2001, to debut his new custom jewelry line. He had no inkling that he would be leaving the skull behind. The first days of the show were hectic and George was busy making deals - as well as answering the many questions people had about the crystal skull, sitting prominently on the top of his display. A few days into the show, he met a wholesale buyer who caught his attention. She spent a long time looking at his displays, talking a bit and carefully choosing things for the stores she was buying for. He enjoyed talking to her about his favorite pieces and she fully appreciated the quality of what he had. His booth was small, so he invited her to come back several days in a row to see what he had brought out from his various boxes and packages.
During this time, other buyers came to the booth, most of them asking about the crystal skull. Many wanted to hold it, touch it or even purchase it. George routinely turned down considerable amounts of money for the artifact. By the fourth day, Sherry had seen all that George had to offer and they'd concluded their business. As she rose to leave, she looked at the crystal skull and asked him about it for the first time. "What's the story on this thing?" she asked. George and touched it fondly and then picked it up. He felt a wave of something rush through him, as he handed it to her.
Sherry was surprised at how heavy it felt, and George steadied her hands as she took it. "What a beautiful piece," she said softly. "Who made it and how did they manage to do it without breaking the crystal?"
"Over a long period of time and with great difficulty, I should think" he replied. Then, he heard himself tell her "I think you should have this."
"I can't afford something like this," she laughed. "I have a business to buy for!"
"Oh, I think you can manage it," said George, as he gently kept her from returning the skull. She wasn't sure she understood what he meant, but looking at him with a penetrating stare, saw that he was serious about her taking it. She was troubled by such a gesture from a virtual stranger and she asked him why he would want to do such a thing.
"Why not give it to one of those people who looked almost desperate to have it?" she asked.
"I don't know." He replied. "But I think too much with my head and I need to go with my gut, my heart. Take it."
George's intensity and the sincerity of his words struck a chord within Sherry, and after thinking about it overnight, she accepted the skull. When she took responsibility for the artifact, Sherry had no thoughts about what she might do with it. She and George were going with the moment...deciding with their hearts, not their heads.
Recently, new information has come to light about the history of this crystal skull.
A man who is a representative an aboriginal tribe, living on an island, in Micronesia, saw a photo of Synergy in a newspaper in England, and came to see and experience Synergy for himself. It was a profound reunion for him.
When he traveled back to to the island, he took photos of Synergy and a small amethyst carved skull that had been with Synergy (and had the energy inside). He presented the photos and the small skull to the tribal Chief, in person, on or about November 1, 2005.
When the tribe saw the photos, they were excited that the first proof that the skull that they had known as Synergy had survived. They spent an entire night rejoicing and feasting and telling stories about their ancestors.
The story is that the skull had been 'sent out' via a reed boat from the island, to South/Central America long ago, to await the 'right person' who would eventually come for it and take it elsewhere. The tribe reveres skulls and has other crystal skulls in their possession, at this time. They are an integral part of their religion and beliefs.
The Synergy Energy had come home again. At least to one of it's homes, because the story also indicates that hadn't been carved there - it was given to them to caretake for many generations, before it made the request to be sent out into the world.
There is more information about this tribe that I hope the Tribal Chief and others will choose to let me share at some point.
There is also physical evidence that the skull was in the Hawaiian Islands, just s the old man's family told George. Check out www.Crystal-Skull.com for more details.
Where was this crystal skull carved? I doubt we'll ever know. It seems to be too old to follow back past any point that this tribe's oral history can account for. It was a legacy from a lost civilization, even back then.
This new information on some of it's history, is astounding!
Here's what Sherry has to say about her end of this experience, when she received Synergy:
"When George handed me the crystal skull, the only thing I was thinking of at first, was that I hoped I wouldn't drop it. I was astonished at his insistence in my having it, and I must admit I was suspicious of his motives. It was beautiful, interesting, fascinating and had nothing to do with me whatsoever. I had no interest in owning it. Still, he was so insistent that I didn't immediately say no, even though it was on the tip of my tongue to do just that. So, I told him that I wanted a chance to think about it and to discuss it with my then husband, Steve Merrell. When we talked about it, Steve convinced me that there might be some reason for me to accept it. God does work in mysterious ways, after all.
I went back the next day and spoke with George's son, asking him what he thought of his father giving me the crystal skull. He said that he wasnt that happy with his Dad, because he really liked it -- and it was worth a lot of money. He said even his Dad seemed a bit shocked this morning, at what he'd done, but that he'd made his mind up that I was to have it and he still felt that was what should happen. He added that he knew his Dad well enough to know that he was not going to change his mind and take it back. Since then, I have repeatedly offered to give it back to him, but he stands by his refusal.
I need to leave the story of meeting George and the crystal skull for a moment and give a little of my background. I assume you are reading this because you are curious about this skull and I guess we are now a package deal! I can't answer all of the email I get anymore, although I DO try. Maybe this part will answer a few questions.
I guess you could say that intuitive abilities run in my family because just about everyone, on both my mother's and father's sides, have a fairly strong "sixth sense" of some sort. I just seemed to get a bigger "dose" of the family 'juice' than I wanted. I was lucky to grow up in this family as they accepted me. I was never given an undue amount of attention for any psychic abilities. Not positive or negative. It was just an accepted part of life, and not analyzed to death by my parents.
I can't remember a time that I couldn't see and hear "things" that other people seemed unaware of. I've routinely experienced things that our language and culture have no accurate words to describe. I can't remember a time when I was 100% alone. I've always been aware of "Beings of Light" that are with everyone.
As a young child, I didn't know that there was anything different about me -- or my family. However, as I got older and went to school, I started to realize that my friends really didn' have the same experiences that I did. I isolated myself and eventually, I grew afraid and fearful that I was delusional. My family couldn't understand my obsession to dissect my inner workings because they never saw anything "wrong" with me. I just had a little more of whatever it was that they all had. But I wasn't comfortable with myself...and I had an understanding family, but no real peer group. I decided at the ripe age of 16 that I was smart and reasonably self-disciplined, so I was going to figure out a way to make the crazy things stop happening. I wanted to go to Medical School and I just wanted to be like everyone else...whatever that meant.
So, I went to various churches, looking for help. Mainly I would hear that I had a "gift" and that I needed to find out how God wanted me to use it. But it didn't seem like a gift to me and I didn't want to find out how to use anything -- I just wanted to give it back. Still, I tried whatever they told me I should try to "make it stop." I was baptized a few times...dunked, not sprinkled...prayed over. I even had an exorcism. But I still had the delusions hallucinations -- or whatever they were. Since the churches couldn't stop the experiences from happening, I turned to something else: psychiatry.
At that point, I was totally convinced that I must be psychotic. I saw the first psychiatrist, begging him to 'fix' me. I told him that I was willing to try whatever he thought would work. I still remember the look on his face as I tried to describe what made me think I was 'crazy.' After extensive testing, the Doctor told me that there were no indications that I was psychotic and that I didn't have a brain tumor. (Oh well, I was hoping!) He carefully explained that it was his professional opinion that I was having "ESP type" experiences, not psychotic episodes. He said that he had an interest in paranormal or psychic phenomena and in people that were institutionalized were actually experiencing some kind of psychic phenomena and not a psychosis. I was shocked and suspicious of him; worried that he was the crazy one -- or that maybe I had somehow drawn him into my delusions. I told him that I didn't believe in "ESP" type things and discounted them all as fantasy, delusions or wishful thinking. Eventually I agreed to meet some people who he thought might have some insight into my "problem." That's how I first came to meet with other "sensitives" or clairvoyants (which means "clear seer" in French) as he called them. I also met other medical doctors and researchers who assured me that there was, indeed, a scientific basis for what he was telling me.
Over a period of several years, I learned to trust this doctor -- and he began to help me to accept myself. He showed me that I did indeed have quite a talent for "intuitive knowing." I ended up working for him for several years as what he called his "in-office psychic". This caused some raised eyebrows with his colleagues, but he didn't care. He was interested in results, not what people thought of him. I won't say that this was a 100% positive experience for me. In some ways, at that time, it may have hurt me more than it helped me, but overall, things eventually worked out. It actually took another doctor I met later on, (who was not quite as fascinated with the psychic phenomena) to help me begin to accept that these things are, for me, "normal." He taught me to look past the blanket statement that I had made about myself which was: "different is bad" and to see that the likelihood was that it wasn't going to stop, so I better learn to deal with it.
The Chinese have a saying that the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. My Mom gave me a little plaque with that saying right after I met that first doctor. Wherever I am, I still start each day by looking at it and taking a moment to reflect on where I have been -- and where I still hope to go with my life. When I first started my journey to understand and accept myself, I never thought I would get anywhere. Even now, there are days when I think I have taken more steps backward than forward. My life's journey has wound back and forth, and taken me to places that I could never have guessed I would go. Agreeing to meet with the first man "the Sensitive, who is like you" was the first step that I took. Looking back, I can only marvel at how fortunate I was to walk into that particular Doctor's office that day, and not someone else's. I'm not going to say that he was a saint or that he didn't make some mistakes, but who doesn't? At least he recognized that something other than mental illness was going on with me. Over the years, I've met a few people somewhat "like me" that were not so lucky.
My idea that self-discipline would enable me to stop the experiences from occurring proved to be untrue. However, being able to focus on and stick with things has helped me in so many other ways, including in the business world. During the last three decades, I have been in business for myself and done fairly well. I've also spent countless hours working on gaining clarity and learning to change refocus my awareness so that I am only rarely bothered by "chatty spirits" and other unwelcome and distracting phenomena. I've kept a journal for many, many years, and it's helped me to see that the information I receive is solid, very practical and has always been of benefit in my life. I've learned about self-mastery, rather than the mastery of others. My journey hasn't been easy, but then, nothing worthwhile in life is&
Along the way, I learned that some of the techniques I've worked with can also be used by people who are interested in learning to open and expand their consciousness. At first this seems like the exact opposite of what I wanted to learn to do. But it turns out that the process is really very similar: it's the same 'coin', just a different side. I don't know what it's like to be anyone else, or what someone elses experience of life is like but I do know what it's like to be me! So, when I have the time and energy, I share some of my personal experiences and simple techniques that can increase spiritual awareness. Anyone can learn try for themselves in a safe and relaxed setting. I've met thousands of wonderful people, across the U.S., Europe. the U.K. and Canada. Among other things, I include topics such as lucid dreaming, working with your angels and spiritual protection.
One of the most important things I've learned is that psychic experiences don't always equal being "crazy" - on the other hand, psychic experiences do not always equal being spiritual, either. It's definitely not the same thing. There are many beautiful, loving souls who have had psychic experiences, and there are also some power hungry manipulators and out and out liars. It's a personal choice: the path of power or the path of love. The psychic realms can easily become a kind of trap, if power is where you choose to place the focal point of your attention, instead of love.
I used to try to keep my business life somewhat separate from my personal life. You know what they say about not discussing politics or religion at the dinner table...well, my workplace wasn't where I normally choose to discuss certain aspects of my private life. Some things about me are a little too unusual to be non-controversial for some people, especially those who have never come into contact with someone like me, outside of the stereotypical roles shown on TV and in the movies and books. It's unpleasant to be a focal point for someone's expectations -- or their anxiety. Because I met George in a business context, I was not comfortable just blurting out anything about my background and it was almost a year before I told him a some of it.
Eventually I learned that there are a few other very old crystal skulls, scattered around the world and that people are eager to see them. I realized that there were people who would be very interested in seeing and experiencing this artifact. By all accounts, many people have had remarkable experiences with these skulls. I believe it, because I can now say my experience with this skull have been remarkable. It's not easy for me to write about this, but I hope to organize some of my experiences to share with people in the future.
When he came to America, George had no idea that he would give his crystal skull away to a stranger. Thousands of people had offered to purchase it, but he'd always turned them down. He felt that he had to give it to me, and I felt like I needed to accept it, at least for now. I saw the crystal skull as an intriguing historical curiosity and a work of art, but had no interest in it, personally. So, why did this exchange occur? That's a very good question. Maybe my lack of attachment to it was part of it. Even if that's part of it, it's only a part. Time may reveal more answers - or not. I can't help but wonder what the chances were that this crystal skull, an amazing bit of "lost history", would come to me... But then again, what were the chances that an artifact such as this would have ended up with George, either?
When I accepted this crystal skull, I had no clue what to do with it. I still do not know where it's going to take me. Things are still chaning a lot in my life. Meanwhile, in the midst of unanswerable (at least for now) questions, I step back, try to keep an open mind and watch---to see what might happen next.
Here is a poem I wrote about the quality of Synergy while meditating with the skull:
"Synergy"
Holy Spirit moving,
Mind in the act of thinking,
Will not resisting;
Rather,
Complying,
When moved by the Holy Spirit.
At the present, Sherry Whitfield lives SE of Tucson, Arizona, in the mountains. She is a prolific writer, and internationally known workshop facilitator. She's known for her down to earth, and gently humorous, approach to metaphysical subjects. Her story and highlights from a workshop are shown in two UAV / Avalon video productions, entitled "Guardian Angels: Communicating with Your Angels" and "How Angels Can Make a Difference." The video includes major portions of her workshop about working you own guardian angels. She is also featured in the Avalon Video Production entitled "Echoes from the Ages: Talking Story with Crystal Skulls."
Sherry's website may be found at: www.ILoveAngels.com
