The Mystery of the Crystal Skulls. Chris Morton
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emerge from right out of the skull, with such a force that it almost knocked me off my feet.
‘I felt almost paralysed by this immense degree of pain. But it wasn’t like a physical pain. I couldn’t move and I thought, What’s happening to me? But then, just when the intensity of the energy was becoming almost intolerable, what looked like an intense beam of light, almost like a laser beam, seemed to come right out of the skull and went straight into my heart and then down to the Earth below. I felt a tremendous amount of energy and power flowing through me, almost as if I might be about to burst into flames or something. But then the presence in the skull began speaking in this same language that I could now recognize and understand. And it was just so beautiful, such a wonderful experience.’
As Star spoke tears started to well in her eyes. She explained that ever since that time she had been having ‘telepathic communications with the presence in the skull’. She went on to tell me that the language in which the presence communicated with her was an ancient Tibetan language named Tak. This language was named after an ancient civilization that had existed over 36,000 years ago, before the continents of the world drifted apart, in an area of the world that is now known as the Takla Makan desert in Central Asia.1 She pointed out that Tak was also the ancient Tibetan name for the constellation of Orion. Indeed, it seemed this was no coincidence as, according to Star, there was some connection between the crystal skulls, we human beings and the stars. As she explained it:
‘We all came through the star cluster of the Pleiades and Orion … we all came through that same source and we are now on our journey back where we came from.’
These stars apparently also had something to do with our own bone structure and our DNA, although Star said she could not be too specific yet about the detail of these points. She did add, however, that she had also contacted the ‘presence’ inside the Mitchell-Hedges skull on a visit to Anna Mitchell-Hedges’ home. Through this contact she had also experienced the total destruction of a whole planet called Maldeck, which had once existed within our own solar system. Star said this planet had been completely blown apart due to an ‘abuse of the power of the word’ which had led its inhabitants to abuse the power of technology. As Star recalled this experience, she stopped speaking, she was visibly shaken and tears started to fall from her eyes.
I asked how she felt about her experiences in working with the skull.
‘I’ve found it very difficult to put into words what I’ve learned and experienced. It’s almost more like a feeling or an emotion. What I began feeling is that this presence is like our “oversoul”. It is like the part of us that is above and beyond each of us as separate individuals. But I have been given the distinct impression that this oversoul somehow came into this, our own physical dimension and split into separate bodies in making its original expression on its descent into matter. And at one time our civilizations, such as Tak, were in complete communication with this higher evolution, with this higher source, but then over the course of our time on this Earth we have forgotten how to communicate properly with each other and with this original source.
‘It is as though in working with the crystal skull it is like tracing a thread of light, which is our connection with our original source. In working with the skull it feels as though you are moving along that thread of light back to the source and passing through various other dimensions en route.’
Star also explained that it was now time to awaken to our full consciousness and to reawaken the memory of our connections to our source. This was what the activation ceremony had been about. The skull had told her ‘to gather together a Family of Light for the purpose of remembering’ and to start to create the right energies on Earth. Those present, it transpired, were her ‘fellow lightworkers’ who had come together with the skull for this purpose. She said we needed ‘to open ourselves up again to connect our own pathways with the pathways of the stars, so that we can allow ourselves again to receive the light from the stars that we have all come through’.
She said she had received some very detailed and specific information from the skull but had been told that the time was not yet right to share much of this information with others, as people would have enough trouble in accepting even the most basic information from the skull at this time.
I was certainly having enough trouble accepting it all. All this talk of stars, bones and an exploding planet was a little too much for me. Luckily JoAnn Parks came over and saved me by handing me the crystal skull. It was heavy, weighing 18 lb (8 kg), although a lot smaller than the Smithsonian skull. I noticed that half of the face was cloudy and the other half clear, giving it quite an unusual visage that some may consider ugly alongside the clear chiselled beauty of the Mitchell-Hedges skull. There was none of the fine workmanship to be seen on the Mitchell-Hedges skull, no real attempt at the accurate rendering of a skull and no separate jaw-bone. Compared with the Mitchell-Hedges skull, the Houston skull looked more like a rough draft, almost hastily produced, with thinly drawn teeth and crude round eyes (see plate no. 10).
As I looked at the skull at close range, I wondered whether it was really possible that the type of ‘light being’ or ‘presence’ Star had spoken about might really exist inside this skull? Somehow, I couldn’t imagine it. It all seemed ridiculous. But then there was something appealing about this odd-looking rock.
Looking at the crystal, I noticed thin cracks dividing the cloudy areas from the clear. These imperfections travel deep within the skull, giving the appearance that it had been made up of different pieces of crystal stuck together, although it is actually made up of one single chunk of quartz.
‘I had a crystal carver examine it,’ said JoAnn. ‘He said that those cracks do in fact make this type of crystal very difficult to carve. The structure gets weakened and it could split apart under the pressure of a carver’s tools. Most carvers would prefer not to risk working with these flawed materials, particularly if they were using modern machine-powered tools.’
The carver had described the material from which the crystal skull is carved simply as ‘junk crystal’, the stuff that most carvers would throw in the bin. As I looked at the skull, I could appreciate that great delicacy and care would have to have been taken not to shatter the poor quality quartz. One clumsy move and the skull would have been in pieces.
The fact that the crystal looks as if it is made of different pieces is because, according to JoAnn, it was formed under conditions of great geological instability. Over a period of thousands of years, a section of crystal was laid down and then dramatic changes in the geological environment led it to crack. The crystal continued to grow but in the next section of growth it changed as a result of the changed geological conditions, leading to these interesting variations in colour. JoAnn claimed that the rock the skull was carved from had been ‘through five major Earth changes, which created these imperfections or inclusions, then it healed itself over again’.
So where had this strange ‘junk crystal’ skull come from? JoAnn explained that it was a chance encounter that originally brought her and her husband into contact with the crystal skull and that since then it had changed their lives forever.
As JoAnn started talking her face saddened as she recalled the terrible series of events that had led her to the skull. JoAnn and Carl had two children. But in 1973, their elder daughter, Diana, who was only 12 years old at the time, was diagnosed as having bone cancer.
Around the time that his daughter became ill, Carl, a carpenter by trade, found himself doing some work for a quiet self-contained man, Norbu Chen. The work was almost complete when Carl happened to notice an article in a magazine: ‘Norbu Chen the Tibetan healer’. He showed it to JoAnn, who was anxious to work with anyone who might be able to help her child, as the doctors had given Diana only three more months to live.
JoAnn recalled her meeting with Norbu: ‘When I met him he was completely quiet and polite but I knew instantly that there was something out of the ordinary about this man.’
Norbu was a red-hat Tibetan lama who had undergone many years of arduous training in India before moving to Houston and setting up his healing practice, the Chakpori Ling Healing