Everyone has their own talisman; something they carry with them that offers their own form of protection. Whatever it maybe, no one can deny having one. Mine is a Saint Christopher Medal. I’ve had one most of my life.
The first medal I owned I placed in my maternal grandfather’s casket after he transitioned to provide him safe travel to the next plane. Saint Christopher is the patron saint of travelers. He provides safety for all who travel anywhere. I wanted to provide my grandfather’s soul safe passage and I understood that I could replace my medal. However this was the only opportunity I had to give my talisman to my grandfather.
I like to think that I’m not superstitious, however I can tell you, those first few weeks when I didn’t have Saint Christopher around my neck I was quite uncomfortable.
I was more than happy to give mine up because as I said above I understood that my grandfather needed the protection more than I did. It was still odd not to feel the medal against my chest when I went to touch it.
I’ve gone through two other Saint Christopher’s. One I left in New York and was never able to recover and one slipped off my chain and I didn’t realize it was missing until I went to bed that night. Now you’re probably thinking:
If he went through the day without any knowledge that the medal was gone, then surely the fact that he THINKS he needs it for protection is in his head.
You’d be right to think that. In fact, I completely agree with you. The fact is, the knowledge that I need this talisman, the knowledge that ANYONE needs a talisman is entirely in our heads. Just because we believe we need something to keep us safe however, creates the reality that we need something to keep us safe. You our of course aware of my worldview that states:
Our thoughts create our reality.
It is this very reason why believing something makes it real in our world.
Last week, while shaving, I heard a clink and looked down to see my current ST. Christopher Medal lying in the sink. The medal had fallen off my chain. I once again felt vulnerable. I know. That sounds crazy, right? I can’t help it. ST. Christopher has protected me for almost my entire life. Without that medal hanging around my neck, I did not feel safe. Once out of the bathroom I went to my bedroom and in my night table I found a second medal, I attached that to the chain as best I could and waited a week before I could get tighter fit on the medal. Whether you believe in talismans or not is beside the point. The fact is, I do and ST Christopher has been mine in name as well as in reality.
Do you have a talisman?
No! Scratch that question. Seeing as it has already been established that everyone has a talisman, let me rephrase the question:
What IS your talisman?
Let me know in the comments below.
Be Happy! Be Well! Be Positive!
Blessings to you.
Once you realize that life is eternal,
That our souls our eternal,
That we return to light and physical over and over;
We then lose all our distress
We then lose all our fear of dying. For there truly is no end.
2 thoughts on “Talismans”
I have to say I never had a talisman until recently and I’m almost 50. Now I have the bear paw symbol. I agree its all about your thoughts. Maybe it’s just a way to focus, a reminder, on the fact that we all have the Universe, the Divine, God whatever you call It with us, a part of us. That safety you talk about is really always a part of you but nothing wrong with a reminder!
I must admit, Chris, that I don’t have a talisman. But anything worn or carried in a pocket that reminds us to pray or look to God for help/answers I think is a healthy thing. I’m reminded of rosary beads, which many devout Catholics carry with them at all times.