05/04/2026
I often get asked about the gemstone in this necklace I wear. And yes, it does have a bit of an otherworldly, cosmic chaos attitude. It’s moldavite, commonly called a ‘stone from space.’ Dramatic? Absolutely. Accurate? Also yes… kind of. Well, not quite in the way people think.
Moldavite isn’t technically a gemstone. It’s a tektite, a natural glass born from a meteorite impact that crash-landed in what is now Germany around 15 million years ago (give or take a few millennia). The impact flung molten earthly and extraterrestrial material across parts of Europe, and in its wake: moldavite. Most of what we find today comes from Bohemia, in the Czech Republic, so it’s a well-travelled interstellar diva with strong European roots.
Now, for the witchy among us… moldavite is not here to play nice. This is not your gentle, soothing, ‘sip chamomile tea and journal’ crystal. Oh no. Moldavite is the friend who flips s**t and throws your entire life table saying, ‘we’re evolving now, bitch!’ For those of you who love Tarot, think The Tower card.
Moldavite is known for its very, very, very high vibrational energy and is linked to deep transformation, rapid growth and the kind of life shifts that make you question everything.
It’s incredible… but also? A bit intense. And that’s why I love it!
But the infamous ‘moldavite flush’? Not so much, especially being peri! That’s because for those of us sensitive to energy, holding or wearing moldavite can be said to bring on all sorts of sensations: tingling, emotional waves, dizziness, even nausea. In fact, a witch I know found it took her over two years to be able to work with her moldavite. See, it means business.
Obviously, it’s always important to stay grounded with this stuf, so if something feels off, lingers, or genuinely worries you, don’t just put it down to energy work. Get it checked and look after yourself first.
But when I first connected with mine, I got hit with a sudden headache. It was powerful, a little overwhelming, but thankfully temporary, easing as I started to attune to its energy, and as it stopped tearing up a storm in my aura.
And yes, I’d prepared. Because you don’t just casually invite moldavite into your life and hope for the best. I treated it like the powerful little cosmic fae it is.
🌜 I’d cleansed it under a waning moon to clear out any lingering, chaotic energy.
🌝 I’d charged it both in my own auric field and under a full moon because if I was doing this, I was definitely doing it properly.
And still it fought back! But I love, love, love my beautiful moldavite. Truly. It’s a reminder that transformation isn’t always soft and glowing. It can be wild, uncomfortable and a little unhinged… just as I sometimes need it to be.
