Flash forward several years to when I started working for a jewelry company. Then move ahead a bit more to when I took a course and became a guild gemologist. All along I had a fascination with crystals and gems, but the interest didn't really get going until about a year ago.
I found a little store in Lakewood. That's where my real obsession began. They have an assortment of crystals and a list of the properties associated with each. My first acquisition was a quartz, which they made into a necklace for me. I wear it every day now, it's my personal talisman, a reflection of me.
Hematite soon followed (for protection), then the floodgates opened. Now I have a nice assortment of crystals whose mission is to soothe and protect and bring enlightenment. A lot of people will roll their eyes and think I've gone all woo woo. Well, maybe I have.
In the last few months, I've visited the gem and mineral collections at both the Smithsonian and the Cleveland Natural History Museum. They call to me in dulcet tones, their colors, their textures, their vast history.
And carrying the crystals, holding them in my hand, brings me comfort. If you can find comfort in anything in this tricky world (and it doesn't harm you or others), I say, go for it.
We have an errand to run in Lakewood today. Hmmmm. I think I hear another crystal calling my name...
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