My grandmother on my father's side is a tiny Irish catholic gypsy. She reads palms and believes in the magical power of stones to heal and protect. I don't believe my stones have magical powers but I do love them and I love how they come from the earth and are so unique. In high school I amassed quite a collection of different semi-precious stones, given to me by said grandmother, but I don't know what happened to them. They might be buried away in my mother's house in Pennsylvania somewhere.