A Boy and a Rock

I really had no idea why I wanted to go to Cassadaga. I kept saying "I need to find something, I have to go find something." I didn't know what it was I was looking for, but I knew I had to go. Two days before we were to go, I told LaBeth I thought I was looking for a rock or stone. I then described the stone to her, Black, about an inch or so long, smooth rectangular shape with light streaks throughout. Later that evening I was plundering looking for candles when I opened a small box abandoned long ago in the bottom of a closet. It contained thumbtacks, paperclips and other such items. Laying there amongst the rust and dirt were the two stones, touching one another. One small and triangular in shape, the other nearly identical to the description I had given LaBeth hours before. The only exception was the light streak was not there.... until I held them up to the light. "The stones of transference" they became. 

I wasn't sure what the stones meant or the significance behind them. I carried them in my pocket and one day gave one to a kid  I will call FB. I instructed him to keep it with him at all times. Not to loose it. If he wanted to hold it and play with it, that would be fine, but otherwise, keep it in his pocket or on his person. And I handed him the larger stone. The small stone I kept in my right pocket. FB was aware of my recent experiences with things psychic and is very open minded. Later in the day, early evening, I had this feeling I needed to call FB, I didn't know why, I just felt I should call him. I tried to resist the urge but after about ten minutes I could wait no more so I ran to the phone and quickly dialed the house where he was. I talked small talk for a minute or two to the fellow answering the phone then I asked for FB. His voice was winded when he said  hello. I asked if all was alright and he then told me. My call had come within three minutes of FB having found the stone. He did not know he lost it  until about 20 minutes before that.

During the rest of the evening I made notes about feelings I had about FB, vibrations I was receiving from the stone in my pocket. The results left no doubt in FB's mind as to the power of the stones. We discussed the writings the next day and the accuracy astounded he and I alike. He handed me back the stone which I placed into my pocket to be reunited with the smaller stone. Several days later i again gave the large stone to FB. Once again he lost the stone. This time he could not find it prior to running into me. When I asked him about the stone he told me he didn't know where it was and apologized for loosing it. I looked at him and handed him the small stone. I said where do you think the stone is? He responded with two places he thought it might be, his home or in a friends car. I told him I would drive him home and he could look and we would call the friend on the way. When we arrived at the home, he left the car, went straight through the door and overturned the sofa in the living room. There lay the stone.

FB has provided much validation in the power of the stones. I have since given it to several people to hold with similarly astounding results.  The two black stones have been joined by a small clear crystal stone nearly identical in shape to the original small black one. How it came to us is a story all on it's own. I have acquired several other stones as well. They too shall have their own pages. 

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