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A Clean Cauldron




I am thankful for my clean cauldron.  
 
I hate spell casting. 

I lit a candle on Friday afternoon to ask Isis and Osiris to continue helping a man I care for find his true love so we don't waste time with each other if we weren't meant to be. 

He's battle scarred from love.

So am I. 

Why should we waste our time with each other if we aren't supposed to do that? 

Yeah...I'm terrified. 

So, to be sure, I re-ignited my request.

I gave them offerings of fish,

flowers,

and homemade musk incense.

I put it the fish at the crossroads as an offering.  

A cat came by and devoured the fish quite quickly.  

That is always an auspicious sign.

The crazy thing was that during the ritual, that man sent me an email concerned that I was avoiding him. 

How did he know that I worry about us spending too much time together?

I'm not avoiding him...I just don't want for us to have our hearts broken again. 

If there is someone better....I'd like him to find her. 

If I am monopolizing his time, how is he going to find her? 

He's a close friend. 

That changes things. 

Doesn't it? 

If I break his heart, I can't console him. 

I am loathe to break his heart. 

If he breaks mine, I lose a friend. 

That makes me quite vulnerable here.

I just want to be sure before I proceed. 

This may or may not make sense. 

Nothing in my life makes sense. 

I just want to be absolutely certain that I don't screw up. 

It's like he knows that I'm terrified.

Long story short, I see him again on Saturday.  

I'll thank the Gods again tomorrow. 

Tomorrow is the perfect day to thank Isis and Osiris for the return of the floods, for water, for the fertile soil to grow the crops.  Tomorrow is the perfect new moon to thank them. 

The astrology of the time of year is interesting, especially considering the unrest in Egypt right now. 

So....I guess honoring the Egyptian Gods of love, devotion, and changing circumstances is what I ought to do. 

I'd rather ask for a job but I guess I need to show a little more gratitude for the gifts in my life. 

Perhaps love and friendship are more important than material things. 

It's weird.....when I ask for this friend to get what his heart desires, he shows up!

I still don't see how we'd hook up. 

I like to fight wars. 

He likes to debate. 

I like to expose political secrets.

He likes to debate. 

I like to scheme.

Did I mention that he likes to debate? 

I don't know how we could win a revolution acting like that. 

The weird thing is that the word "revolution" is spelled "R-love-ution" in a movement he took in part of a couple of years ago.  At the time, I thought was cute.  Now, I don't know what to think.  I thought that would be the beginning and the end of the word love with this guy. 

Maybe? 

Maybe not? 

I don't know.

Maybe the Gods see something here that I don't quite understand. 

I'll trust them. 

They've never steered me wrong in the past. 

Love ya,

S. 


 


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