THE big CLEANSE
the whole crystals, energy-clearing, aura thing snuck up on me. It started fairly innocently when my aunt gave me a pink quartz crystal in a teeny drawstring linen bag. “It really helps with stress and draws good energy towards you,” she said. Did she mean to glance towards the living room strewn with toddler toys and the kitchen table piled high with work? In the past, I might have rolled my eyes. This time, a thought occurred to me: could I afford to turn away good vibes? By chucking this in a drawer, am I telling the universe I want bad ones? And so I did what investment bankers with helipads do all the time: I hedged my bets. I zipped the crystal safely into
