Why do I collect crystals you ask? (Some consider it a quirk but there are many reasons.) Millions of us have crystals! They can be found everywhere, be it on your wedding ring or in the Cueva de los Cristales (a cave of giant crystals in Mexico). People seem to be drawn to crystals and I hold my hands up and say that I am one of them. I have always been fascinated by the ancient, the idea that these crystals have been pulled out of the ground where they have sat for lifetime after lifetime makes my skin tingle.
Crystals are grown and found in nature and are the only thing that grow in straight lines. They form when the particles of a substance bond in an ordered way, stacking on top of each other. I am no scientist, but I think that’s pretty neat.
Why do I care so much about crystals?
Not only are they handsome little things but they have a practical use as well. Every single crystal is unique and they come in every size and colour. My collection (obsession) started after I bought an amethyst pendant fives years ago with the idea that it would imbue me with some kind of cosmic power, it didn’t. Amethysts are for inner peace and wisdom, they open up psychic abilities (five years on and I still cant hold a candle to Mystic Meg). They also protect you from psychic attacks and help relieve sadness. Whether or not you believe that these gems have some innate, otherworldly abilities to heal is irrelevant. I am going to tell you why they worked for me.
Self fulfilling prophecy (congratulations if you guess it). I started to believe that they would help me on my journey of self love and care. I started to believe that my amethyst would help me ignore toxic people in my life. I started to believe my obsidian would dissolve my negativity (I always wear that for job interviews). I started to believe that my haematite would help me stop smoking! By telling myself they would help me – they did.
After a few months, I was improving; parts of my personality that I didn’t like were being eroded away. I don’t believe that there is some kind of universal, extraterrestrial consciousness that lent me it’s power (although it may have been Cthulhu). I believe in my own power. These gems that I adorn myself with are a constant reminder to be proud of and keep pushing myself. A reminder that I am worthy of a healthy lifestyle and mental state.
Crystals may grow in straight lines, but there is no such order to the human experience.