In my early childhood, my father took me to a special exhibition in Germany. The place was packed with thousands of artifacts from the ancient Western European tribes, like the Celts, the Germanic tribes and so on. We passed through the many rooms, looking at the manifold items inside their glass display cases. It was a little bit overwhelming because there were so many, and the items reflected the many aspects of life, from cooking pots, to spears, to jewelry.
I found myself standing in front of a display case, halfway the exhibition, staring at what was described as “a religious object”. It was a quartz crystal sphere, almost two inches in diameter, encased in two perpendicular strips of silver, with a string making it into a necklace. I couldn’t get my eyes of it, I was spell bound. For some reason, this was the only object in that exhibition that pulled me like a magnet. Nothing else mattered. It was so strong, that, if I had been able to, I would taken it out of case and brought it home. My father had to pull me away from it. But the particular feeling I had, remained for a long time, and the memory never went away. I had no idea why I felt this way.
Many years later, when I got interested in all things spiritual, did I recognize its significance. It had obviously belonged to a druid, or an equivalent kind of person. The crystal ball itself must have highly charged with energy, and I was resonating with this this energy. I now think I must have been a druid, or the like, in a past life, having had s similar necklace, or I was attracted to the druidic energy in the crystal sphere.
I used to visit a crystal shop in Antwerp, and one day, I found a similar necklace: a crystal sphere encased in a single silver band. It had been made by an American artist. I just had to buy it, and I still have it.