Article 3 - Crystal Ball Visions!

Hear All About It! — A Peek Inside a Crystal Ball Reading

When people imagine a crystal ball reading, they often picture a mysterious image swirling inside the glass. But the truth is stranger, softer, and far more vivid. My readings don’t arrive as symbols in a mist — they arrive as entire worlds I can step into.

Recently I sat down with my banded green onyx sphere, who calls itself Ontario, to offer an example for you, dear readers. Here’s how it unfolded:

Ontario Speaks: The Water Globe World

I settle into the current of Ontario’s energy, feet grounded on the mat. Suddenly I’m not simply holding a crystal; I’m inside a sphere or globe, a small pocket of water. But the “room” around me is an ordinary apartment — a sofa with clothes strewn about, a TV, a video game console. The details are mundane and human.

I glance down. Fins. Scales. A small tail swishing back and forth. I realize with a little shock: I’m a goldfish.

Information floods in like a tide. My name is Henrietta. My human’s name is James.

The apartment door opens. Keys hit the counter. A jacket lands over a chair. James walks toward my bowl and peers in with a loving smile. Henrietta-me swims back and forth, showing off her fins, basking in his adoration.

He watches for several minutes, smiling, waving, talking in muffled tones. Then he sprinkles a pinch of food across the water’s surface. I rise, gobble gratefully, and feel contentment radiate through me.

What This Reading Revealed

In this vision we learn that even a fishbowl can be a loving home. Henrietta never felt trapped, afraid, or alone. She loved her vantage point on James’s life and trusted him to care for her.

That’s the beauty of crystal ball readings: they don’t just predict — they shift perspective. Sometimes a name, a situation, or even the life of a goldfish can change the way we understand reality.

For me, Ontario offered a reminder: love and trust can make even a small world feel infinite.

Step Into the Tent

This is what you’re invited into at the Carnival of Soul. Each crystal reading is a door. Each door opens to a story. And every story has a way of reflecting something back about your own life — sometimes gently, sometimes profoundly.

Stay tuned to The Carnival Crier for more glimpses into these hidden worlds.