Healing With Crystals

     When I entered year 2021, I thought to myself, New year, new endeavor! Time for a major life change!   I mustered all of the courage and self-confidence I had in me and took a giant leap of faith.  I quit my job on a whim and walked away from a successful career that I had been working hard at for the last seventeen years.  I had grown tired of my mundane routine and the constant burn-out that my job was inflicting on me.  My intuition stirred strongly inside me, constantly nudging me to finally make a move.  It was like I had a red-hot torch flaming in my gut and if I didn’t act, it would burn me up into ashes.  So, at 44 years old, I enrolled back into college to start a new life and pursue my lifelong dream of becoming a writer. Crazy, right?  I know.         As time goes on, it seems like all of my courage and self-confidence has dwindled away.  It’s like the courageous, self-confident me is float...

       I stare at my laptop, cringing at another blank document.   My mind is just as empty as the screen in front of me.   A few more weeks until college breaks for the summer and I find myself drowning in essays, response papers, and revisions. Will this semester ever end?   My brain is in a fog and I’m moving in slow motion, but the clock seems to be ticking at an expeditious speed.   The sun shines brightly through my window, calling my name to go outside.   But I’m stuck sitting stiffly in a darkened corner, tapping my fingers nervously on my mahogany desk.   It feels like all  of my focus, confidence, and creativity has gone right out the window, floating freely with the clouds in the sky.   How am I going to get all of this done? Then something inside my head reminds me Don’t forget, you have a blog to do too!        I quickly leave my blank document and start researching Citrine for my blog. ...

       Have you ever wished you could have five minutes with a loved one who passed away?   Just five more minutes to tell them you love them and have a chance to say goodbye?   That’s what I’ve been wishing lately as I approach the anniversary of my grandmother’s death.        My grandmother passed away last year after the COVID-19 pandemic started.   Because of all the restrictions that were set into place, I wasn’t able to be with her during her final days.   Calling her wasn’t an option because she was nearly deaf and couldn’t hear voices over the phone.  Due to restrictions, I wasn’t even allowed to attend her funeral.  I can envision her during the last weeks of her life, laying limply under her plush teal blanket in an empty room, not understanding why everyone suddenly stopped visiting.   It’s like my heart has been chopped into a million tiny pieces, floating aimlessly in a deep black hole.  ...

      A few months ago, I had a follow-up appointment with my doctor.   I sat alone in the small examination room, waiting impatiently to be seen.  I started fidgeting in my seat and felt my heart rate getting faster, thumping in my chest like a race horse.  The pale gray walls felt like they were closing in on me, and it seemed like I had been sitting in there for hours.   Why isn’t there a clock in here? What’s taking so long?   Suddenly, I heard a faint knock through the thick wooden door and in walked the nurse with a blood pressure cuff.  This was the part I was dreading because I knew my blood pressure would be high.       The nurse said, “143 / 90, pulse 106. That’s high.”      I shrugged it off like it was no big deal.   “It’s always high when I’m here. I’m just nervous. I think I have what they call white coat syndrome.”        The nurse looked over at her la...

     The sun shines brightly through the edges of my curtains, seeping into my darkened bedroom.   I turn to look at the bold red numbers on my clock. 10:03? I should have been up hours ago!  It was a nother restless night of tossing and turning, cats meowing, and trips to the bathroom. Will I ever get a good night’s sleep? My head is in a fog and my aching body doesn't want to move.   Suddenly, the list of assignments I need to get done comes flooding through my mind and tension builds like a stack of bricks.   I think to myself, Great day to experiment with Amethyst. This better work. Amethyst is known to ease tension headaches.   It’s said to enhance mental clarity, improve intuition, and help the body feel comfortable.   Amethyst is also known to help with sleep if placed under your pillow.   That would be perfect, but I doubt a crystal will help me sleep.         I crawl out of bed to shower and then head ...

     When I entered my 40s, I had no idea I was entering into a world of aches and pains and emotional stress.  As each day became a struggle for me, my husband and I began researching alternative healing methods.     "What about crystal healing?" he said.     I chuckled, "Yeah right. You really think a crystal is going to save me?"     "It really works. It's all about energy and..."     Blah, blah, blah... How is a crystal going to save me?     Despite my skepticism, my curiosity was piqued, and I found myself in a metaphysical shop heading straight to a display of pocket crystals.  If anything, I was drawn to their colorful beauty.  Each one of them was shining with their own uniqueness.  I started grabbing various crystals, filling both hands with as much as I could carry.  As I approached the checkout, I thought to myself, Do I really want to spend money on something that probably won't work?...