I’m going to post a very personal story today, going public with a very unique experience. It involves a neighbor lady whom I’ve lived a couple doors down from for over 14 years. This woman and I have never ‘neighbored’. For some reason, which I cannot fathom, she has chosen to dislike us…the ‘us’ being myself, my six children, and my husband– I was divorced and remarried during the course of my time in this neighborhood. The only conversation I’ve had with “M.M.” was when we had an issue with her son breaking off a limb from one of our trees. During the course of this entire discussion, this woman insisted on continuously referring to my new husband as “the gentleman who lives at your house”. Her children and mine, just for the record, have also never friended each other. Her son did take me back one day, when I was in the front yard, with an unexpected question: “My mom wants to know why you don’t have a real job.”— I’ve been a stay-at-home homeschooling mother for about 20 years now, whereas this woman is very career oriented. I gather that she doesn’t approve of my lifestyle.
Anyway, this pretty much sets the stage and gives some explanation for 14 years of aloofness, glaring stares, and really inexcusable behavior that me and my family have put up with.
Flash forward to the present time:
“M. M.” ordered a pizza from Papa Murphy’s Pizza here in town. A girl named Katlyn took her order over the phone. This woman arrives at Papa Murphy’s to pick up her pizzas. The order slip had been lost, thus her order was not ready. Another employee, my 17 year old daughter, took things in hand and made up this lady’s pizzas. “M. M.” had to wait about 15 minutes.
When my daughter went to work the next day, the manager called her into the office. “I think this is about you,” he said. The company had received a very negative reveiw about the lost order the night before, with very derogatory things said about my daughter– who is a new employee at this shop. My daughter went on to explain the situation between our families, and she described this woman’s behavior to the manager.
The scenario became even more interesting when the manager discovered that this woman’s 17 year old daughter, “P. M.”, had left a negative reveiew some time before about another Papa Murphy’s employee– a young woman who just happened to be dating “P. M.’s” old boyfriend, and with whom “P. M.” had an altercation.
I find it incredible that the women in this family would use a business reveiw board as a means of satisfying a personal vendetta. I’m not as surprised at her daughter’s backstabbing, because it sounds like a petty immature teenage thing to do, especially when a boy was the topic. I am, however, very taken aback that a supposedly mature business woman would take out her angst on a seventeen year old girl who did nothing but make up her pizzas. It has sinced dawned on me that this was not only an attack on my daughter; it was the passive/aggessive action of a very insecure person. My grandmother would call it a ‘mean streak’.
I was mulling over this incident in my mind as I was working on my second book– a book of magick for the gray witch– and I came up with a delicious little spell to use when “Spite” rears it’s ugly head. I included this spell in my December newsletter, and I’m going to share it with you as well. If you find yourself the victim of people with a spiteful mean ugly mentality, don’t give up, cast this spell instead.
Little does this woman know that she was my inspiration! It’s good to be a witch. 🙂
To Spite Your Face
One of the most frustrating foes to deal with is a person who is jealous and spiteful. This spell will deal with their energy, while most importantly, it will protect you from the fallout of their actions and their spitefulness.
1. A cauldron with a nice little pile of burning herbs (slippery elm and sage would be nice, but sage will do), creating a respectable sized flame– you might want to use a small charcoal tablet also, just to keep things going
2. A black votive candle
3. A photo of the target– if this is not available, their signature or a name paper will have to do
4. A red flannel bag
5. Three blossoms from a thorny plant, preferably a thistle; or three thorns– which are just as effective
Carve the target’s name on the black spell candle, and sit it on your altar, near your cauldron. Light it– with glee and delight, knowing that you are lighting a flame beneath your enemy’s ass.
You will take their photo and, with the focused emotions you feel at this person and their actions, you will mark it, slash it, spit on it, stomp on it…or do something else even more dastardly to it, all the while maintaining the focus and intent of your actions. It’s imperative that you do not loose sight of your intentions.
Burn this image in your cauldron, amidst the herbs and flames.
When the fire has burned down, the black candle has burned itself out and everything has cooled down– except your emotions and will– deposit the ashes and remnants of the spell into the red flannel bag.
Then add the three blossoms or thorns to the bag, one at a time.
With the first blossom/thorn, say:
“The first I add to freeze your speech.”
With the second blossom/thorn, say:
“The second I add to halt your reach.”
With the third blossom/thorn, say:
“The third I add to spite your face,
That you may wallow in disgrace.”
Keep this bag in a safe and secret place, allowing the magic time to mature and ripen, that the target will feel the full effects.
This spell is an excerpt from:
“The Gray Witch’s Grimoire”
by Amythyst Raine
© Amythyst Raine 2010