"The Tip of the Crystal"

The House Healer

  I was at a friend's house for dinner and introduced myself to a woman who was in the kitchen.

  "Hi Paul, I'm Tantrana." She seemed quite friendly. I began eating some veggies from the appetizer tray as we spoke. I told her that I had just moved to Sedona and asked her how she liked living here.

  "Well," she began, "I think the place is beautiful but I find the people tiring.

  "What do you mean?" I asked, as if my encounters had been anything but out of the ordinary.

  "It seems as if everyone here is processing," she continued. "Anytime more than two people get together it becomes an encounter group. I know that Sedona is a healing place, but I didn't think that it would be full of sick people. No matter where I go there is always some person talking about his problems. Just once I'd like to speak to someone about something that isn't painful!"

  "I can understand that," I said, as I bit into some blue corn chips and hummus. "Tell me Tantrana, what do you do here?"

  "I'm a house healer."

  "A house healer?"

  "Yes."

  "Oh." I paused for a moment. "What exactly is a house healer?"

  "Well, I clean houses with love and joy. Unlike ordinary house cleaners who seem to be griping about this and that, I come with a smile and cleanse the rooms of unhealthy presences." She wasn't smiling at that moment so I had to assume that she was off duty and serious.

  "When we speak of unhealthy presences," I said, "are we talking about bacteria and viruses that can be neutralized with sprays and detergents?"

  "Well that too," she replied, not missing a beat. "I mean, I do the conventional things like dishes, floors, and bathrooms, but I also do a lot more. I bring my own crystals to the cleaning. These are crystals which I have had for a very long time, and into which I have programmed thoughts of clarity and purity. I put the crystals in whatever room I happen to be working in. I tune in to the energy of each room and restore balance whenever necessary. Some houses are filled with love and light and make my job a lot easier. Other houses are full of dark energy and require much more concentration. I finish off my work with a smudge."

  "A smudge?" I asked incredulously.

  "A smudge," she continued patiently, "is the burning of a bunch of sage. The Indians use smudges in their ceremonies to ward off evil spirits." I had asked enough questions and was beginning to feel bloated from my rapid rate of food consumption. I decided to wrap up the interaction.

  "That's really interesting Tantrana. You know, I guess if one is going to get a house cleaned it may as well be by someone who does it with love. By the way, do you do windows?" She laughed and said that she worked by the hour so she'd clean whatever was asked. She then went to the refrigerator for another beer.
 

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