Crystal Tales | More Crystal Stories From Our Customers.

 

 

Maybe it’s because we stand behind a display of beautiful crystals that people seem to want to tell us their stories. Pretty much every week, someone seeks us out, determined to share their story, especially about crystals and energy. Many of their crystal tales are about the magnificent finds they have made during their travels or when out and about fossicking. Some are tall tales that their owners swear are true. Nearly all of them are fascinating in some way or another.

Once again, I’m taking the opportunity to share some of those I remember with you. I’m sure we (you and I) don’t need convincing about the properties and benefits of crystals, but good stories are hard to resist. Plus, they provide insight into the complexity of crystals, healing, and energy, and how these interact in our lives. Most are positive, but sometimes they are quite negative. Perhaps I’ll start with a few of the latter.

Rather than trying to remember who said what and how they said it, I’m retelling what I remember in my own words. Also, my apologies for any errors. This also protects the story owners and permits them to remain anonymous.

Crystal Tales — Customers’ Stories — Crystal Anecdotes

 

This union was smashed — Crystal Tales

About eighteen months earlier, this couple brought one of our Chalcedony stones. (Carefully broken in half to create two parts of the whole when reunited). Couples love buying these to represent their connection. Each has their own half, and bringing them back together creates a perfect whole, a complete union. It is an excellent symbol of their relationship.

The fellow talking about this looked and sounded devastated. He said he sensed they were about to break up as things had been tense, but he never expected what happened. He related that his girlfriend didn’t just break up with him. She shattered what they had by smashing her half of their ‘love stone’ by throwing it on the floor in a fit of temper. He quickly discovered there was no ambiguity in her message: they were breaking up!

 

An unlucky story – his car got torched — Crystal Tales

Talk about bad luck! For the previous 12 years, this fellow had kept his car protected. He said he placed a Clear Quartz point in the car console when he bought it 12 years, or so, ago. He put it there to protect the car. Plus, he told me about a couple of near misses, which he swears didn’t become more because of the crystal. He reckoned there was more to this story than pure coincidence.

He had just bought a new car, and because his old car had no real trade-in value, he decided to keep it as a backup vehicle. At the same time, his cousin fell on hard times, and he lent him his old car to help him out.  When he got the car, his cousin fully detailed it to show his appreciation. While doing this, he removed the Clear Quartz from the car console and, not knowing its important role, failed to put it back.

Just a few days later, the car was stolen and used in a smash-and-grab raid and then torched on the side of the road. Coincidence? Bad luck? Or, a case of a crystal unable to do its job because it had been removed?

 

Writer dropped by to share her story about Carnelian and Creativity — Crystal Tales

Weeks earlier, she stopped at our stall on a whim and felt led to buy a Carnelian. She also asked what it was about. When I said it was primarily associated with vitality, courage, confidence, motivation, and creative drive, she said that was exactly what she needed. She stuck it in her pocket and went on her way.

A week ago, as she tells it, she was stuck; writer’s block and procrastination had taken their toll. With a deadline looming, she was beside herself and unsure what to do. That’s when she remembered the Carnelian she left on the side table in her lounge room. If she remembered right, it might just help her get out of her rut. Anyway, to cut a long story short, about an hour later, after twiddling it in her hand, she felt a stirring within. Her creative drive came alive; she felt vital and full of confidence, and soon she was on her way to completing the project.

 

Not the Love Boat, but the Love Stone — Crystal Tales

Before.

This attractive young lady told me she had had it with looking for a partner. Her last relationship had ended badly. But on the bright side, she was about to go on a fortnight-long cruise with her mother. She asked about some crystals to help her and her mother avoid seasickness. I led her to an Aquamarine (linked with the ocean; it calms the mind and soothes travel-related nausea). Also, a Blue Lace Agate (eases motion sickness, vertigo, and stress). And a Moonstone (a protective talisman for night and water travel). Also, a Rose Quartz (often favoured by travellers for maintaining emotional well-being and for stress release. It also eases transit anxiety by fostering a sense of inner calm, peace, and gentle reassurance). She bought one of each for herself and her mother, and a small pouch to keep them in.

As she was about to leave, she spotted a puffy Rose Quartz heart and impulsively brought it too.  I couldn’t help saying that I thought she had made a splendid choice, considering our conversation. And I really enjoyed telling her that Rose Quartz is widely known as the Stone of Unconditional Love and that Hearts also symbolise love. I also suggested that, perhaps subconsciously, she was setting herself up to open her heart chakra, forgive and forget her past heartbreak, and move forward. For this, I copped a cold stare and a humph.

After.

I caught up with this story a few months later when they came by to say hello, share their news, and buy a heart for him and a Chalcedoney friendship geode. (These split geodes are also known as A Connection Pair.)

She was looking for some quiet in the onboard library to work on her journal. Absentmindedly, while looking for a pen, she emptied her handbag onto the desk, including her Rose Quartz heart. A fellow passing by spotted it and commented out loud that his mother had one just like it and carried it everywhere. He immediately apologised for speaking his thoughts and disturbing her. Later, they bumped into each other and chatted for a bit, mainly about crystals. They found they really enjoyed each other’s company, and spent a lot of time together during the cruise and continued when they got home.

I couldn’t help but comment that she previously said she was done with relationships. With a big grin on her face, and mirth in her voice, she replied, ‘Maybe that Rose Quartz heart had something to do with it. And Mum said to pass on her thanks, as she totally enjoyed her trip and never even once felt a little bit off, and that goes for me too.’

 

The Turnaround — Crystal Tales

He approached confidently, then stood beside our stall and stared. Something stood out about his manner that I couldn’t put my finger on. After a couple of minutes, he asked if I believed in the powers of crystals. I thought, here we go again, another one of these religious or maybe pseudoscience challenges. I simply replied, “Yes!”

[To make his story easier to convey, I’ll write it in first person, as if he is talking with us.]

He carried on: ‘Yesterday, I was someone you wouldn’t want to talk to, but thanks to a crystal, maybe today you would. I think you may believe me, unlike many others. But believe me, I don’t tell too many. I was bad! Angry, frustrated, annoyed, and into everything illicit. I thought nothing of taking someone down and taking what they had to get another fix, or just for the sheer heck of it.

Until this one night. This old dude is sticking his way along the footpath, for all the world, looking like an easy mark. So I rush at him, and the next thing he does is hold up his walking stick and tell me to back off. As if! So I don’t, and the next thing I know, he prods me in the solar plexus with his stick. He backed up, pulled something from his pocket, and gripped it in his fist. Stupid old man, I thought, so I rushed him and felt his fist planted firmly into my solar plexus, knocking the breath right out of me and sending me to the ground. Just as quickly, he was over me and pinning me to the ground with his stick.

A lucky night.

‘From here it gets a bit surreal. He said that luckily for me, I picked him and not his friend a bit further along, because he had no mercy in him. Instead, he would offer that mercy and give me the chance to turn my life around, especially if I wanted to live. What!!! He said I don’t expect you to understand, but I can see and know things, and unless you change course, you’ll be dead within a couple of years.

‘Bullsh.t I thought. What would you know? What did you hit me with? I wanted to know, as I saw a glint of light reflecting from what he held in his hand. My fist, he replied, but you probably mean the Morian or Smokey Quartz crystal point I am holding. Holding it makes my fist solid and more powerful, as you found out. It is my talisman, protector, and constant companion.

‘Tonight’s your lucky night, listen to me, the man said; this may be your last chance to have a shot at a worthwhile future. When I let you up, we can talk, and you can decide which way you want to go. Or you can turn and run.

Turning around.

‘I sat there, and after a few minutes, he handed me what I now know is a Smokey Quartz point. (He held it in his open hand and showed it to me.) He then went on. These are the essential points of what he had to say and instructed me to do. Tell it (the crystal) everything you know, perceive, or believe is wrong with the world, with people, and with you. Let it know about as many of your misdeeds as you can remember. Get this done as quickly as you can, within a couple of days at most. And while you’re at it, don’t hold back on your emotions. The crystal can handle it; let it have it all. But as soon as you have poured it all out, take your crystal with you and take a long shower. I know now that that was to cleanse it.

After that, I continued following his instructions. Early every morning, I would sit outside, naked and with my feet planted firmly in the grass. Luckily, I had a private area to do this. I would sit there for about 30 minutes, also holding my crystal in my left hand. At first, it was difficult to keep my mind neutral, but now it’s quite easy. I learnt that it’s not about not thinking; it’s more about just letting your thoughts float by. After a while, I noticed these profound, mystical, and wise thoughts coming to my awareness.

Strangely, as I kept going, I lost my desire for drugs, and my anger and frustration dissolved. I no longer want to hurt people. I’ve actually grown to love people. However, I do know that if anyone attacks me, I won’t hesitate to defend myself and neutralise the situation as quickly as possible.

Redemption.

‘Today I’m a completely different person, and I put it all down to that strange man and particularly the Smokey Quartz crystal he gave me. Today it is my constant companion, mentor, protector, and talisman. I take very good care of it. The old man had also suggested that I should take it to the beach and swim with it in the ocean, which I’ve done several times.’

 

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© Ron and Sue Windred. Disclaimer: The outlined metaphysical and healing properties in this website are for inspiration and reference. We gather this information and alleged properties from writings, books, folklore and various other sources. They are also dependent upon the attitude and beliefs of the individual. Furthermore they do not replace diagnosis or treatment by a qualified therapist or physician.