Fix Your Crown: When the B-Note Broke and Spirit Spoke
A reflection on spiritual messages, energetic misalignment, and the unraveling required to remember your divine self.
Onyi Love holding up her newly replaced B-note crystal singing bowl with gratitude
Fix your crown.
This spine-straightening message is one I received through the shattering of my B-note crystal bowl earlier this spring. In fact, it may have been the most poignant.
The timing and circumstances were ironic and far from ideal: I was in the middle of setting up my bowls to offer a Sound Immersion at a community care clinic when a part of my loose-fitting pants caught on the bowl and tipped it over where it sat.
I barely had time to process the shock, annoyance, sadness, and grief. Or perhaps I moved through those emotions at rapid speed due to years of deep practice in emotional alchemy.
But…
I listened—literally and metaphorically.
I had been listening even prior to the break.
Onyi ’s broken B-note crystal singing bowl
Around this time—mid-May through the end of June—last year, I was abroad, experiencing myself from another perspective. Throughout my travels in Spain (Barcelona, Tarragona, Madrid), the Canary Islands (Tenerife North), and Germany (Greifenstein-Allendorf, Frankfurt), I workshopped myself in living with more ease and softness: being myself, letting go of the fear of strangers (and men in particular), going with the flow, and trusting.
Taking the trip in and of itself was a practice of courage. Barcelona, a city I had first visited in 2017, began calling me to return in mid-2023. I resisted initially, in light of what I believed to be my financial limitations; however, as I had done in the past, I listened to the subtle, persistent knocks to embark on my adventure.
It became evident, even prior to the start of the trip, that there was an unlocking, releasing, and surrendering I was being guided toward—something that could only occur by leaving. I needed to ground deeply in a different place in order to move through a return and resettling that was jarring. I was smacked in the face with a recognition of the behavior my spirit was calling me to end, in order to anchor and stabilize in a new way.
My acclamation back into the U.S. kicked my ass. A great deal around and within me crumbled. I am deeply grateful for the years of ori and other spiritual work I have been doing that allowed me to recognize this breakdown as an opportunity for breakthrough.
Spirit held a mirror to my face and encouraged me to clearly see the ways I was reflecting characteristics of the States that I often complained about. How was I expressing the energy of hardness or difficulty? Where did I hold onto heaviness and darkness? What elements of my being were matching my home environment? When would I wake up to the beliefs I was holding onto that were preventing me from being the lighter version of myself that I am abroad?
The self-development work I did from summer 2024 through almost summer now, in 2025, required a great deal of emotional and mental resilience, dedication, and discipline. I also needed to adjust my physical movement to ground and anchor myself in new ways that could truly hold all of the movement happening throughout my etheric bodies.
I practiced responding to and setting boundaries with people in ways foreign (and frightening) to my past selves. I unfollowed just about everyone from various social media platforms and continued my overall pivot around these virtual spaces. I dropped the remaining residual threads of “niceness” in order to act in ways that displayed more kindness and compassion toward myself.
The ways in which I had exhausted myself on so many fronts became painfully obvious to me. And I had to take responsibility for my choices to allow it all—and also devote myself to the mission of releasing responsibility for what wasn’t (and had never been) mine.
The work of En-lighten-ment is not for the faint of heart. But for those who are willing to uninstall their personal history and be different, it truly is heart-expanding and enriching.
In the beginning of this recent process, I recognized that a minor tweak in my language was a major key to my transformation: I had been accustomed to the word overextension, and thus imagined that I needed to end that behavior. However, I cannot give beyond myself, because all I have is myself. Rather, I had to see where I was extending myself from anything other than peace and joy—proving myself, saving/protecting others, avoiding my desires, etc.
Onyi ’s broken crystal singing bowl with her Ogun shrine near her ancestor shrine.
Giving—and, in other ways, taking action—from those places had exhausted me on so many levels. If I was going to survive, let alone step into the spectrum of new and more aligned containers, I had to cut it out. I needed to break my loop—otherwise I would break myself.
Thank you, B-bowl, for being a reflection of both what was needed and also what was already in the works.
The note B, to some, is connected to the crown chakra. As a spiritual/healing practitioner, a musician, and one who is clear that you heal yourself, my perspective is that any note or tone can provide any energy center or part of your being with an opportunity to heal. However, I do appreciate the function of permission slips for the catalysts, signposts, and synchronicities that they are.
As a descendant of my particular ancestors, a child of my specific parents, an initiate of Ọṣun and Ọbatala, and a lover of (and one who is loved by) all the Orisa, Irunmole, and other expressions of spirit, the instruction through the break—connected to the crown chakra—is a simple yet profound consolidation of their instructions to…
Clear the behavior of extending myself from lack and doubt
Remember who I am: a reflection of the All That Is, in the ways only I can express
End the struggling, striving, and stressing around “success”
In all ways, remember my worth, value, regality, and dignity
I pray we remember ourselves so fully that we pull ourselves out of the limitations and delusions we have reduced ourselves to navigating—individually and collectively.
Life is massive—even within the minuscule reflections of it.
Our spirits are massive—beyond (though including) these temporary bodies we’ve chosen.
Fix your crowns.
They deserve it.
You deserve them—if you know you do.
Deepest gratitude to everyone who contributed toward the replacement of my B-note crystal bowl. I send prayers of abundance to your crowns. Your àṣẹ is woven into the vibrational fabric.
I bless you. They bless you.
Onyi ’s broken crystal singing bowl with her Ogun shrine near her ancestor shrine.
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