goddessofxanadu
A handful of magick
Im a crystal freak. Special powers or not, they just captivate me.
This was my big purchase of the holiday....and it was horribly expensive, and I don't usually buy much. But I was walking down Jogiwara rd in Mc Cleoud Ganj when a bright flash of rainbow dazzled me. I looked for the source, it was a large sphere of transparent ,pale lemon calcite.
I felt my heart quicken as i looked at it. I asked the shop keeper if I could handle it, and he obligingly let me.
In my hands I held one of the most wondrous things I had ever beheld. It was filled, with rainbow slices, which became sparking multi hued stars as you looked deeper.
Each time you turned it, it changed. It changed from every angle. I can never capture the same image twice, each time it shows me something different.
I asked the price which was enormous, and my heart sank. A few other westerners had gathered round, marvelling at its qualities....a girl asked me if she could hold it, and something in my greedy little heart screamed NO! its mine! go away! Of course I handed it to her and watched her marvel at it, feeling a strange feeling of resentment.
i felt like it had been waiting for me, that we had work to do together. But the price! 8,000 rupees!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! a weeks budget! It was quite impossible, quite, quite, impossible.
I left it with a heavy heart. I told Nigel about it, who I have just about persuaded into my crystal obsession. He shrieked with horror at the price and told me to forget it.
I went back and forth past the little shop, day after day to see if it was still there. it was, sitting in the neck of a Tibetan vase. I tried dropping hints about birthdays and christmas to Nigel, and eventually I was banned from mentioning it, on pain of death.
One day I persuaded him him to see it for himself, and was delighted to see it captivate him too. But we still couldn't really afford it. I became rather miserable, mooning over the thing. I insisted we walked past the shop often, and each time the sphere was alight with different colours and rainbows...it was never the same for a moment.
Eventually, to my utter glee Nigel agreed it would be an, ahem, 'emergency purchase' on the credit card.
So now its ours!! The Kashmiri shopkeeper wouldn't budge an inch on the outrageous price (about a hundred pounds...i know,i know) but somehow the price had become unimportant.
Its the most amazing thing. I think its a piece of true magick....whenever i lift it up, it lifts me up, no gaze is ever the same. This is no ordinary thing. its from another realm totally. We've tried to forget about the price.....hey, this something else!!
It now has pride of place on my altar, and i have perfect stand for it I bought in Pushkar a few years ago. I am a very lucky, and very grateful girl.
A handful of magick
Im a crystal freak. Special powers or not, they just captivate me.
This was my big purchase of the holiday....and it was horribly expensive, and I don't usually buy much. But I was walking down Jogiwara rd in Mc Cleoud Ganj when a bright flash of rainbow dazzled me. I looked for the source, it was a large sphere of transparent ,pale lemon calcite.
I felt my heart quicken as i looked at it. I asked the shop keeper if I could handle it, and he obligingly let me.
In my hands I held one of the most wondrous things I had ever beheld. It was filled, with rainbow slices, which became sparking multi hued stars as you looked deeper.
Each time you turned it, it changed. It changed from every angle. I can never capture the same image twice, each time it shows me something different.
I asked the price which was enormous, and my heart sank. A few other westerners had gathered round, marvelling at its qualities....a girl asked me if she could hold it, and something in my greedy little heart screamed NO! its mine! go away! Of course I handed it to her and watched her marvel at it, feeling a strange feeling of resentment.
i felt like it had been waiting for me, that we had work to do together. But the price! 8,000 rupees!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! a weeks budget! It was quite impossible, quite, quite, impossible.
I left it with a heavy heart. I told Nigel about it, who I have just about persuaded into my crystal obsession. He shrieked with horror at the price and told me to forget it.
I went back and forth past the little shop, day after day to see if it was still there. it was, sitting in the neck of a Tibetan vase. I tried dropping hints about birthdays and christmas to Nigel, and eventually I was banned from mentioning it, on pain of death.
One day I persuaded him him to see it for himself, and was delighted to see it captivate him too. But we still couldn't really afford it. I became rather miserable, mooning over the thing. I insisted we walked past the shop often, and each time the sphere was alight with different colours and rainbows...it was never the same for a moment.
Eventually, to my utter glee Nigel agreed it would be an, ahem, 'emergency purchase' on the credit card.
So now its ours!! The Kashmiri shopkeeper wouldn't budge an inch on the outrageous price (about a hundred pounds...i know,i know) but somehow the price had become unimportant.
Its the most amazing thing. I think its a piece of true magick....whenever i lift it up, it lifts me up, no gaze is ever the same. This is no ordinary thing. its from another realm totally. We've tried to forget about the price.....hey, this something else!!
It now has pride of place on my altar, and i have perfect stand for it I bought in Pushkar a few years ago. I am a very lucky, and very grateful girl.