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Let me save you the time and money I wasted.
Over the past two years, I've tried it all. A drawer full of crystals that never left the house. A sage stick that set off the smoke alarm. A copper bracelet that turned my wrist green. A witch knot ring off a marketplace that snapped in half within a month. Two pricey crystal pendants I never wore. And finally this witch knot necklace every woman my age kept posting about on Facebook.
Seven charms. One winner. Here's the difference, and what I wish I'd known before two more years of other people's negativity getting to me anyway.
My old charms looked exactly like what they were. This one doesn't. The knot is open, so you can see right through it, and the crystal makes people lean in.
My sister-in-law, who has an opinion on everything I wear, asked if it came from a proper jeweller's. For once, that was her only comment.
Every charm I'd tried was really about other people: my sister-in-law, the group chat, the colleague who drains me. This was the first one that was about me, with my own birthstone in the heart and a look I'd have picked anyway.
My daughter said it was the first one she'd seen me wear because I liked it. That mattered more than I expected.
It looks too delicate to stand up to anything.
Then came Sunday lunch at my in-laws': the usual digs about my cooking and my weight. Normally that would bring me down for three days. This time I drove home and none of it had got to me.
The knot keeps other people's negativity from reaching me. The crystal is what people stop to look at. And the heart is my own birthstone, garnet for January, because the knot works even better with the stone of your month.
My granddaughter calls it Nana's magic necklace. She was born in June, and she's already asked for one with her own stone.
Saturday it went with my old fleece to the garden centre. The Saturday after, with my navy dress to my niece's wedding.
Simple enough for buying compost, pretty enough that it never stays in its box. During the photos, my niece asked if it had been my mum's.
I almost scrolled past it. But the 30-day money-back guarantee meant I had nothing to lose. Worst case I'd send it back. Best case I'd finally stop letting other people's negativity follow me home. (It was the second.)
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My crystals stayed in their drawer at home, and so did the sage. But the negativity was never at home. It was at work, at family parties, in the group chat.
This one comes with me wherever I go. It's my little bit of armour now, and I didn't even know I needed one.
My last witch knot was a marketplace ring. Within a fortnight it had turned copper, and within a month it had snapped in half. I was gutted.
I've worn this one every day since the summer, taking it off for the shower, and it still shines like the morning I opened the box.
I used to walk out of the house with nothing on me, because everything I'd bought never left the drawer. Now it's keys, phone and this, and I'm out the door.
My husband asked if I'd given up on all that. I told him no, I'd just found the one that works.
The knot is the same on every one, but the heart changes with the month, so no two look alike. It's the kind of thing you want to give the moment you've got one.
My free second one went to my daughter, sapphire for September. After the year she's had, she rang the morning it arrived just to say thank you.
The crystals never left the drawer. The copper turned my wrist green. The sage only did the house.
This one is always on me, still shines, and keeps other people's negativity from reaching me wherever I am. And right now the Halloween Sale means two for the price of one, so the one that finally worked comes with a second for someone you love.
I almost scrolled past it. But the 30-day money-back guarantee meant I had nothing to lose. Worst case I'd send it back. Best case I'd finally stop letting other people's negativity follow me home. (It was the second.)
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