Dear Obsidian,
I’m writing this letter to you with a heart fuller than I ever thought possible. For years, I wandered through life carrying invisible weights—layers of self-doubt, old wounds, and a quiet sense of unworthiness that clung to me like static. Then, I met you. And everything changed.
When I first held your volcanic glass surface, smooth yet unyielding, I didn’t realize you’d become my most honest companion. Obsidian, they say you’re a stone of truth, a mirror that reflects not just light but the shadows we bury deep. I didn’t know how much I needed that reflection until you showed me.
You revealed the parts of myself I’d ignored: the pain I’d rationalized, the boundaries I’d dissolved, and the voice I’d silenced. At first, it hurt to look. But with your grounding energy—rooted in the Earth’s fiery core—I felt safe enough to dig deeper. You taught me that facing shadows isn’t a punishment; it’s an act of self-reclamation.
The Alchemy of Protection and Release
In those early days, I carried you close, your energy acting as both shield and surgeon. Metaphysically, you’re known for absorbing negativity, but for me, you did something even more profound: you transformed it. Heavy emotions I’d carried for years began to dissolve, not because they vanished, but because you helped me alchemize them into clarity.
I remember meditating with your polished surface against my palm, feeling waves of tears I’d suppressed for decades. Yet instead of drowning, I floated. You reminded me that strength isn’t about hardness—it’s about resilience. Like you, forged in chaos yet refined into something unbreakably smooth, I began to see my struggles not as flaws but as part of my story’s beauty.
Rediscovering Worth in the Reflection
The more I worked with you, Obsidian, the clearer my vision became. You became my spiritual ally in shadow work, that sacred practice of embracing the parts of ourselves we’ve exiled. With you, I released relationships that dimmed my light, forgave old versions of myself for simply surviving, and rebuilt my sense of worth—piece by glittering piece.
Your deep black hue, impenetrable yet luminous, became a metaphor for my journey: true wholeness comes from honoring all our shades. Where I once saw brokenness, you helped me recognize wisdom. Where I felt fractured, you illuminated my inherent completeness.
A Ritual of Gratitude
Now, I keep you on my altar, alongside other sacred companions like this Brazilian Citrine cluster, whose golden energy amplifies my renewed sense of self. Citrine’s joyful vibrations pair beautifully with your grounding presence, creating a balance of light and depth—a reminder that healing is cyclical, not linear.
Some days, I wear your essence in subtler ways, like the Bohemian Imperial Stone bracelet, its earthy beads a tactile anchor. When anxiety whispers old lies, I clasp it and remember: I am safe. I am whole. I am worthy of the space I occupy.
To Others Working With Obsidian
If you’re reading this and feel called to Obsidian’s energy, know this: it won’t always be easy, but it will be worth it. Pair it with stones that uplift and activate your fire, like the Lucky Citrine bracelet, to balance depth with joy. Create rituals. Journal. Scream into pillows. Let the process be messy, because healing isn’t perfection—it’s permission.
With Eternal Gratitude
So, thank you, Obsidian. Thank you for showing me that my worth isn’t earned through achievements or approval. It’s an unshakable truth, as ancient and unyielding as the volcanic fires that birthed you. Thank you for teaching me that darkness isn’t something to fear—it’s where we find the fragments of ourselves we need to reclaim.
Today, when I hold you, I don’t just see a stone. I see a testament to survival, a companion in transformation, and a reflection of the divinity I now know resides within me—and everyone bold enough to look into your mirror.
With light and reverence,
A Soul Remembered
Pair Obsidian With These Energies:
- For grounding: Black Tourmaline, Smoky Quartz
- For self-love: Rose Quartz, Rhodonite
- For empowerment: Citrine, Carnelian
