The crystal ball is small,
one inch across.
My late husband bought it in 1990.
It was precious to him.

A few years after he passed away,
I took it out and dropped it.
It cracked inside.
It hurt so much,
I put it away.

In 2020, I entered the YouTube circle
of psychics and channelers.
I took the crystal ball out to look at it.
There was only a little mark.
I held it in my hand,
blew on it,
rubbed it between my hands.
The mark was gone.
The crystal ball was whole again.

One day, a psychic made a video for me.
My spirit guide had asked her to.
He had a message:
if I did not believe I was a healer,
he would throw out the crystal.
She had no idea what he meant.

I decided the crystal ball had magic.
I carried it in my purse.
The first time I took it out,
it fell,
and cracked inside.
I held it, prayed over it, blew on it.
In a few hours, it healed.

The second time, it fell again.
Again it healed.

The third time,
it bounced like a ball
three times on the cement floor,
cracked in four places.

I took it with me to work.
By the time I left the client’s house,
the crystal had healed,
leaving only one small mark,
the size of a pin.

By now I had made the connection.
I have not dropped things in years.
It felt as if my spirit guide
took it from my hand
and dropped it.

I put it safely away,
and told him so.
He could not drop it anymore.

That evening, it went missing.
The next morning,
I found it on the floor.

After a few months,
I told my spirit guide,
since you made it fall,
heal it.
The pin mark
disappeared after a while.

I would not believe this story
if it did not happen to me.
I still do not know what to make of it.

I still have it.
It is whole.
I could drop it to prove it,
but I will not.
If I drop it on purpose,
it might not heal.

— Trudi Hsu, with Claude