*Namaste!*

If you’re sitting there thinking that this is going to be another one of those stories where I mention my Mother or Father…you’re absolutely right! I can’t help myself, I’m a Cancerian! Our families are always very important to us!

Anyway, cutting right to the chase, I want to ask you something. Did you ever ask your Mother for something and she said: "What do have, rocks in your head?" Well, mine did! On one too many an occasion I might add! Guess what? Little did she know, but she was ~prophetic~…so to speak!

While I didn’t exactly have "rocks in my head" then (and I still don’t), I do now have rocks in my pocket…with a strong ~link~ to my head! Let me explain: I have some blue "rocks", some lavender "rocks", some clear "rocks", and some beige "rocks"! The ~link~ I spoke of is the "thoughts" I put into them! Honestly, I’ve got myself quite a little collection here. The colors of them are actually very pretty, but that’s not their best attribute. In fact, they’re not really called rocks….they’re called "Crystals"!!!

On my very first day browsing around a brand new "New Age" store near me (while I was looking for some more good Astrology books), I came upon a shelf that held a ton of little baskets that were chock full of these brightly colored "Crystals". Each of these little baskets also had slips of paper in them telling about the particular stone along with giving its Astrological and Chakra connection. Being the Cancerian that I am (we’re ruled by the moon), I immediately picked up the moonstone! The paper for it said that it helped (among other things) in the healing of female problems. Bingo! This "spoke" to me. I had just finished chemotherapy for breast cancer and I figured hey, this is something I owe myself…and so, buy it I did! I paid my $3 (and something cents) and left the store happy as a little bug in a rug. I also took an "instruction" sheet from the clerk behind the counter because, as I was told, it had yet to be "programmed"! That made me a little nervous, but after paying 3 bucks (not to mention the change) for a stone…the only way I was going on this was full steam ahead! By the way, the store owner told me to make sure that I didn’t just “haphazardly” choose my crystal. She told me I had to ~feel~ which one I should take! Of course being the virtual sponge of feelings that I always am…a lot of the crystals were "talking" to me. (I know what you’re thinking! And…don’t even go ~there~!) Eventually though she wanted to close the store, so I had to make some kind of a decision. This forced me to do the old: "eeny meany miney moe" thing (in mind of course) and I finally picked out my very own personal little gem!

Once I was home I sat right down with the instruction sheet. First it said I had to wash away all previous vibrations. Done deal! I was cautioned not dry it off though…so I just blew on it a little, acting sort of like a mini hair dryer! I don’t know if that was right mind you…but that’s what I did! Next the instructions said I had to hold it in my left hand and then put my left hand into my right hand and concentrate really really hard to "give it my intentions". Legend has it that whatever is programmed into the crystal…becomes a part of its energy……and that’s how it get’s it’s “abilities”! This can be absolutely great of course….but it can also be very dangerous! Like for example, I wouldn’t suggest programming your crystal right after you found out that your 13 year old daughter tried on 15 different tops (just to go to the corner deli)….and left them all sitting in a heap on her bedroom floor!!! (Grrrrrr) No, that wouldn’t be a very good emotion to “program” into the stone at all! It would probably be better to program it after a soothing bath or after listening to a beautiful peace of music. Last but not least...is the instruction to keep the crystal on or near your "person". There was even an instruction to "sleep with it"...you know, to ~bond~ with it! Well, of course I wanted to reap all the benefits I possibly could...so I did ‘em both! During the day, I stuck them in my pockets. At night, they took their place right under my pillow...along with my cards!!! (We'll get into that another time!)

As far as my family is concerned…everyone’s got their own opinion. My daughter thinks they’re "pretty", my son thinks I’ve "flipped", my husband thinks I have "wayyyy too many things under my pillow"...and my mother said: "You paid over three dollars for that? You must have rocks in your head!" And what was my answer? "Of course not Ma, I’ve got ‘em in my pocket!!!!!!"

Love, Light & Peace…Always!

~*Moonlady*~