Angels in Arkansas

Rose Quartz
Rose Quartz

Killing time while waiting for a sports massage event to start, my friend and I decided to GPS our way to a local crystal mine.  We pulled into the parking lot of a small crystal shop instead.  “You have arrived.”  Thank you, always accurate GPS.

As I glanced toward the window of the shop, I noticed a big sign in the window.  “We have Shungite!”  They had Shungite!  This was a stone I had recently read about that’s known for its healing properties.  We decided to get out and check out what they had.

The parking lot was surrounded by tables, piled high with crystals that weren’t considered high enough quality to be put inside.  We made our way through the piles, picking up what is still one of my favorite pieces.  When we finally made our way inside, we were greeted by a sweet, older woman.  There was one other customer who left shortly after we came in.

The woman happily chatted with us about the crystals we picked up.  She told me all about Shungite and explained how it could tell you if your body is acidic by rubbing black marks onto your skin when you are.  (I didn’t believe her…but it’s absolutely true!  Buy a Shungite bracelet and then drink coffee or soda and see for yourself.)

At one point she was talking to me and she glanced over my shoulder and nodded.  I turned to see who she was looking at but no one was there.  A few minutes later, I commented on how great it felt inside the shop.  “It’s because of all the angels that are here!” she said with a smile.  At that time, I didn’t believe angels existed so I just smiled and nodded and went on with my shopping.

As I sat my new additions to my crystal collection down on the counter, I mentioned that my daughter always says that she wishes she could feel thing the way I can.  “Oh she can!  She just doesn’t know it yet!” said the woman.  I agreed with her and she checked me out.

She moved on to ringing up my friends things but suddenly stopped and looked at me and said, “Your son is going to be fine.”  I looked up, not sure what to say.  “You’re worried about your son.  You don’t have to be.  They are telling me he’s going to be fine.”  I hadn’t mentioned my son to her.

I guess by the look of confusion on my face, she knew I needed more than that.  “He has something going on right?” she asked.  I nodded.  My son has Asperger’s Syndrome and I had worried for years about what life would be like for him as he grew up.

“The angels ae telling me that it’s admirable that you worry, but it’s unnecessary…he will have everything figured out by the time he’s 23.”

And just as quickly as she started, she turned and went back to my friend.  I stood there shocked, not sure what to say and fighting back tears.  I don’t know what it was about that encounter that opened my mind to the idea that there really might be beings around me that I can’t physically see.  Maybe because she didn’t say she was psychic.  She didn’t take credit for knowing what she did.  The angels knew I worried and she was just passing along a message that helped ease my mind.

By the time I made it home the next day, my mind was made up that I had been wrong in thinking there was nothing outside of our physical world.  I don’t know that woman’s name.  I don’t know why we ended up in her shop instead of at the crystal mine.  I am forever grateful for that short conversation that set me on a healing path that I never thought was possible.

From that time on, I have let GPS take me wherever it wants.  Sometimes, wrong directions point you exactly where you need to go.


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