He is 27 and he is like a teenager
He held me under the Agadir moon
in late December
and we sang happy birthday
and we Sang Happy new Year
two days apart…
He took me to the airport and his
hand was in mine
he loved me then
love is blind
he came and he went
he made up stories
he left me and came back
said he still loved me
Gentle Boy if I think about
your lips against mine it will hurt me,
I got over you,but there is a small
tear in my soul that if I think of
you I can almost hear you love me
against my skin…
oh my gentle Boy
how I loved you,
if only you would grow up
and know pain and loss
maybe you would realize what you
lost in me…../
In a past life did you make love to me?
Did I give birth to your babies?
Why am I so attached to you?
In a past life did you choke
the life out of me? Were
we never meant to be?
In a past life did you kiss
me and kill for me when someone
tried to hurt me
did you love me?
Did you hate me?
Your eyes seem so familiar
I have loved you for centuries
I never believed in past lives
until I realized in this one
I was too attached that
I couldn’t take the pain
and when I close my eyes
I can see your eyes,
but who were you?
You don’t love me now
Maybe you never did
not now, not anymore
and not in any past life….
Far away you sleep somewhere
your head full of when and where
you don’t think of me anymore
you don’t want to,
it’s a bore
You tell me you don’t like me
and to stay away,
my heart’s been broken
I lost all words to say
you once told me it was because
of the distance,
but until today
I just didn’t listen.
One of the worst feelings for me is to be ignored. I started this blog and called it “Can’t ignore me now” because I had been ignored and hurt by people I loved. I continue to be ignored though I carry on, because I have to. I do not understand how men can ignore women and not just say ….” I am leaving you because….”, “I don’t love you because…” Sometimes there is no because they just make up their mind they don’t want to deal with a female that gave them their heart.
We are looked upon as despos and stalkers when all we really want is answers. Why do they throw women away so easily? Many books and movies have been made, where the man leaves because he has some inner turmoil yet still loves the woman. This makes me mad, because from what I have seen the guy has his nose in the air acting as if he never told said woman he cared.
Does it start with the mother’s of boys? Should a mom teach her son to speak…to tell the truth? Would it do any good at all? I feel very sad that women world wide have been abandoned many with never truly knowing if the man who disappeared was ever really with her at all?
I have decided to combine my psychic writings with my other “Stuff” So I don’t have to work on like 20 blogs so here goes….
The Negative Psychics
Some people are lucky they call up those psychic lines and are told things that begin to happen.The Reader is not bitchy to them and the experience is uplifting. For me, I usually get yelled at or the wicked witch of the west picks up and I end up with less money and crying doubting myself and my hopes.
As a reader myself, I try to find positive things to have my client look towards. I know what it is liked to be bashed by someone you called with hope in your heart. I am really at a point that I feel psychics have something against me. I went and got a stone to ward off negativity I forgot the name it is black and small. I plan on having it wrapped with wire and hang on a chain.
I got a new pendulum yesterday at a store called “Bright Candle” that I love. I also got some wood called palo santo http://sacredwoodessence.com/benefits/ I came home and had to burn some. In the back of my mind I am hoping they are not cutting down every tree they can find to sell in metaphysical shops.
I light the wood stick and the smell is indeed “Holy” meaning I feel at peace. My kids are running through the house complaining that the house is on fire and the place stinks. I am there trying to hold my pendulum near the smoke and lay my tarot cards down for them to be cleansed. I am a mystical person. I know my native roots are strong and I am always wondering and questioning.
This morning I woke up and went downstairs to light the wood and some incense. I cleaned the house some and made an Indian dish. My husband is from India so I love Indian food. I stuck my pendulum in my bra lol, yes..and then I came to blog. I do hope you are enjoying the magazine I have to start trying to make things more sexy cool for you all.
If you would like a fun and upbeat reading I would love to read for you some people call me thinking it’s free but it’s my job so here is the price 15 minutes is 18 dollars and 20 minutes is 22 and 30 is 4o dollars for this month. I always give free follow up questions I can only take pay pal.
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Instagram was a favorite place for me. I loved to post photos and comment on other peoples pics. It was when I was told “Go F yourself” when I wrote “Cute” under a young Hispanic guy’s photo I almost cried. I was really shocked because I complimented him. Did he think that I had 42 had no business telling him he was cute? Did he think I was ugly? Did he he care he was hurting me.
I have not been back on Instagram for a week. I do miss it, but I am still hurting from being told what I was told and it didn’t end there he actually said go f yourself and your mother and that my friends made me so upset that if I could I would have slapped the S out of him…
People are mean. You have to try to look at the psychology here, what would possess someone to say such cruel things after a compliment? Being an Empathic person, I couldn’t pick up why on earth he would curse me out. Just ignorance and malice I suppose I can’t pick his brain because perhaps the towel he had around his waist had choked the sense out of him …