The Crystal That Waited For Me
She lives in Tecopa and she heals. She knows everything one can possibly know about rocks, fossils and crystals. Her house is surrounded by them. For her they are living, breathing beings that emit energy, tell stories, heal the sick and have the power to take us into another world. One of enlightenment.
After sitting with her for awhile, she looked at me and said, “You know, I have this crystal. I’ve had it for eight years and I knew it didn’t belong to me. It was for someone else. I just never knew who it wanted to belong to. Now I know. It’s you.”
She handed me a flat and very unusual quartz crystal. The minute I touched it, I knew it was mine. It just had to wait eight years before I was ready for it.
Tecopa, California
The Gravel Ghost 
You seem to have an ability to connect with people and places and things on an unusual level. I think this is so valuable. Today, so much that is “real” invades us, and the unspoken remains silent – until we listen.
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This is very true. Thank you so much for your comment. It’s a huge compliment to me as it lets me know that not only have I said what I wanted to say, but that I did my job, which is to go just a little deeper…
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