With February’s energy and Valentine’s Day euphoria still lingering, I’ve been pouring over relationship posts in the land of Google. There were some doozys about boyfriends and husbands sending their ex-wives Valentine’s Day gifts, or making secret Valentine’s Day phone calls, and the reaction from most relationship experts was pretty predictable for this scenario. Basically, it was: “What the the hell are you doing?” Needless to say, the reactions of the new girlfriends or wives over this newly exposed revelation was pretty expected. They were devastated.
Throughout most of these articles, one thing became really clear: a boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend, or a husband’s ex-wife, is not going to go away UNTIL THEY TELL THEM TO. And if a boyfriend or husband is shielding and protecting inappropriate or compromising communication with their ex, keeping it a secret from their present partner or wife, there can only be disaster ahead. Nothing in this modern world of technology is going to stay secret forever, and when the secret is out, it will hit the fan. If boyfriends and husbands are happy with their new partners, they better appreciate what they have and put all their effort and energy into protecting what they have… or they might lose it.
On to the article I chose for today. Let’s look at it from a new perspective, through the eyes of The Ex. How do you know when you’re beating a dead horse? Read the article below for some insights.
These three stones were sent to me by a friend, a friend who lives on the east coast– a magickal, creative, saucy little witch. She brought her special energy to all that she did, everything she touched, from her whimsical blog full of recipes for Pagan holidays to the connections she made in the Pagan world on a variety of social sites. She was loved and respected among us all.
I forgot exactly what the circumstances were that surrounded the stones and why she sent them, but that really isn’t important; I treasure them. I keep them in a beautiful sterling silver dish that is a leaf, a gift from my son. The stones and the leaf are perfect together.
This lovely lady didn’t pass on, as you may have thought when you started reading this post, which sounds somewhat like a eulogy. I guess it is a eulogy in a way; it’s memorializing, remembering, and honoring the spirit of a Sister-Witch who no longer exists. The lovely lady simply decided to take another path in life, she went down a fork in the road, veering away from all the places she had been to have new adventures in a new life. I miss the magickal, creative, saucy little witch; but I’d like to think that some of her energy still exists here, in these stones, and in the memories I carry.
I wish her well. I hope that her explorations unearth new friends and positive connections. I hope that she is happy in the life she’s chosen and the path she’s following.