Yesterday, I was informed that somebody does not like my husband and me.
Fair enough, but why on Earth mix us up with something we’ve nothing to do with whatsoever. On the contrary, we’ve been helpful and caring.
That we will not be toward this somebody in the future. No, we will take care of ourselves and leave the world to find solutions for its self-made trouble.
I’m angry, disappointed, and sad. But not surprised at all. People can be very mean indeed, and there are many mean people in this world.
However, that was yesterday. A betrayal that is so big that there is no turning back time.
We have both tried this many, many times in our life. But now, enough is enough.
Yesterday was also a good day. I was told that I will get my teeth fixed in anesthesia on Tuesday next week.
It will hurt. A lot. My leftover teeth are in bad condition, so I need artificial teeth.
It will hurt a couple of weeks. But then, the pain will slowly fade away, and I will be free not to worry about my teeth anymore.
It will hurt mentally because the first you see when you meet someone is their smile. With artificial teeth, I will smile again. When I get used to them.
Until then, it is a painful time that awaits me.
I immediately wrote to my counselor, who has hurried my case through the system and told her about the problem with being disliked by someone who should better concentrate on their own business rather than ours.
Life has taught me that people will disappoint you, especially if they need a scapegoat for something they are responsible for.
Well, I shake my head, brush the dust from somebody’s bad conscience off me, and then I stand up again, ready to live my life with the sole aim of living in the present moment.
By that, I mentally leave somebody behind and close a door.
A new chapter has begun. My husband and I have each other; for that, we are truly grateful.
My trust in others will be something to deserve in the future. I need true friends, faithful souls in my life, not gossiping wannabe flatterers who turn their back on me when least expected.
Besides all that, my mind has been like porridge this week. I’m slow, everything takes extra time, and my sleep pattern, or rather the lack of a design to recognize, is tricky.
I can’t sleep before the very early hours, and then I sleep more in the day than in the night. Annoying, tiring, and highly unpractical when writing three novels and trying to practice witchcraft.
But my mood and my spirit are high, for I’m still in the fast lane with lots of creative energy to put into words, sentences, and pages for my novels. I’m still standing on my two feet, and I keep on trucking until I’m done. And I’m still a witch from the core of my mind, body, and soul.
I have better things on my mind than people who think they can invade my life and mistreat me. I simply don’t have neither the time nor the resources to deal with such people. I choose to shut my door for good. And that’s it.
Besides all that, Denmark is re-opening a lot next week. But I’m going to stay at home as much as possible after my operation. I don’t need the outside world aside from the monthly trip to the bank and the shops.
Today, the sun shines its best, and my husband and I will have our coffee there in a short while. And the little wise, old dog will both get his daily walk and a treat outside in the yard. Typically, he lay on the garden recliner and sniffs in the air.
Two philosophical cats are already in their den outside, where they have branches and boxes to climb and enjoy. The third is a bit arthritic and prefers to stay inside the house.
Yes, we do share a good life, my husband and I. And we are best friends too, so I think we’ll manage just fine without the one who doesn’t care about us anyway.
As a gray witch, I now leave any regret, any sorrow, and any disappointment for Karma to deal with later. I will create a cleansing ritual, however.
Listening to great guitar riffs and thundering drums this morning, I feel ready to continue my journey in life. I have about 10 articles left to read and make valuable notes from. And I’m happy that there is a brand new ritual to work with as well.
What a week this has become. From one side of the scale between lows and highs to the other in just a few hours. Well, the world may try to rock the boat, but here at our little spot of Paradise on Mother Earth, we look out for each other and work as a solid team.
I also look forward to talking with both my counselor and my father later today. About what truly matters in life. About recovering from a wound created by somebody not worth mentioning further. And about the consequences of becoming my foe rather than my friend.
They are few, but they are consequent and permanent. I close my door, I pull myself away from further disappointment, and I forgive, but I never forget.
It won’t change neither my mind nor my mood. I’m okay, Self.
Let’s remain optimistic and make the most of every day. Every day is unique in its own right, for it is not a matter of course that we will be given another day tomorrow. Life is fragile, so the primary issue, the meaning of it all, is to live life to its fullest in the present moment.
Yesterday is the past. Tomorrow is uncertain. But today, we can use our own example to try to change what we cannot accept. And to accept what we cannot change. The difference is to know when to act and when to let go.
Today, I let go of any negativity whatsoever.
In that way, the mental wound has begun the process of healing.
Now, promise me, dear readers and followers, that you take good care of yourselves, stay safe out there. May your weekend be without trouble but filled with joy, love, and respect. If we believe in it, it is so. Namasté.
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