Strange Blessings From Thieves
LOVE how this pic says “We Begin-We Journey-We Return”
I had strange blessings from a thief – maybe a few thieves – this morning. I know. It sounds very Fortune Cookie.
But i woke up & it was eerily quiet outside – there is usually a noisy fountain there – for the Feng Shui. (Eco-Peeps, i have the lowest carbon footprint you can imagine – i don’t drive, eat meat, buy clothes or fly v.often lol) Anyway the fountain was off because the cord had been cut. At first i thought it was psycho-vandalism. It felt awful. Don’t you hate the feeling when you realize someone with ill intent has been in your space, even just the front yard?
But it it transpired they’d cut the cord to it & taken the pump + some other stuff.
Police: They’re addicts, they’re selling it to buy drugs.
Right. So if you see people at your local pub selling some ratty old birkenstocks, a nice new pair of children’s Nikes with dogshit on the bottom (hence why outside) and a pond pump sort of thing – they’re my guys.
Honestly, they would barely be able to afford a nanogram of Space Dust from flogging those, surely.
Anyway, before i rang the police, i talked to my Feng Shui Mistress, obviously, and she was thrilled. “Mate,” she said, “they’re doing you a favor. This is how good your Feng Shui is. That fountain was activating the awful Two star visiting this year, I thought it would be okay but clearly not.” The point: the thieves basically marched in and prompted an excellent Feng Shui fix.
So then i moved everything around – at first with a view to shifting my precious Mac further from the front window for practical reasons. But then -as happens when you start a shift, it became about other things. I ended up with a way better arrangement, more space, more function, more insight and i got rid of a negative Qi infused bit of furniture from a previous life.
If you do NOTHING else Feng Shui-wise, get rid of important bits of furniture that have psychic residue from your olden days. Instant feel-good, clairvoyant superior endorphin type hit. It frees your mind. Seriously. I don’t pretend to know how this all works but i know it works.
Have you have ever had a Strange Blessing thief?
~We will remove things as to not cause you another disillusionment..~
Oh Myst…what can I say…my whole life is about that…It may take me a decade to get it on the deeper stuff but I DO get it…lol x
In one of Lynn V. Andrew’s books, she was alone without Agnes Whistling Elk, her teacher, in Agnes’ cabin in the wilds of Manitoba Canada.
A sorcerer, Red Dog, had his apprentices “count coup” on her and rumage through her things and take alot too…including as swatch of her hair..
No, there are no longer evil sorcerers plaguing the earth but there are those who will assist in shifting our perception.
As Mystic states, yes, it is, can be and is ultimately a blessing.
I have five hours more massage and am sitting here @ lunch in my massage room in bra and underwear having soup and salad..
No, i haven’t – not that i can think of, but have had fire destroy old things, and floods destroy pretty much all photos and relics from past.
I need some though (theives), we have inherited furtniture from my Libran mother-in-law. She can”t stand me, i need someone to come in and take all her beautiful old cedar furniture and i will happily replace it with ikea stuff…i know i know, but really,im working on how to convince the Piscean that this stuff has to go…x
I’ll have the beautiful old cedar furniture!!!!!
Oh Prowlin’ i’d love to gif tthem to you ! but they will either end up with Pisceans ”big kids” or in the local antique store, or the one at Lane Cove, or on ebay…i dont thitnk i should touch the money directly though – hopefully piscaen will spend it on a new stove (ousr has gone ka-put, we’re suing a freaking camp fire hot plate,and a glass chicken roasting oven – awfully feng shui) xx
acutally we’re not suing the camp stove, we’re using the camp stove . .Aries typing. xx Hope your well hun. x
are the march scopes up? I subscribe and cant see them …
I don’t think the scopes are up yet, but the other March goodies are. Can you see them?
yep! thanks. was just being impatient i guess
Uncanny !
i was clearing papers last eve in prep for taxes, which made kindling for the toasty fire later. I thought to take them outside by fire instead of the door. The last time I hauled old energy (my exes stuff) out, the lightbulb blew out in the garage where everything went out ~
The energy shifted in more ways than one.
Ganesh postcard flew off the wall again this am & it is incredibly windy plus I have had some fabulous messages today. Incoming ! xo
So glad to hear your good news, Mystic !
There is a patient at work that always throws a piece of candy when he walks in and yells “incoming!”
Cool about you Ganesh..
candy toss ~ like a parade !
No kidding – got home and a mirror had fallen off the wall too !?! *Intact, whew ! plus animal totem sighting in am. seriously full day ~ omens and messages everywheres xo
Police were quite wrong, they blame ALL robberies on druggies when it is
bored youths w/o education & good parenting under the heading of ‘fun
& dare’.
Am storing 10 large suitcases in shed for a friend that i kinda wish would just GO whatever way, it fuques with my streamlined home.
After 2 break-ins over 2 years, am always delighted when i came back from shack & all is intact.
I just love how early you were up and being productive Mystic!!
a pair of shoes, tied by their laces to an ex and our overseas travel, stolen from my car, along with a packet of bandaids … i followed the trail of bandaid wrappers across the city … obviously not a cinderella fit … and a packet of tobacco i had taken to smoking in heartbreak
Great story MM, kind of wonderful really, shame about the shoes though
No, not exactly this situation BUT funnily enough I have been thinking a lot today about how seemingly bad things often end up being in some way a good thing, or some how protecting you from something worse even when they suck at the time. The more I thought about it, the more I realised that it’s often the way with hindsight. Especially with relationship stuff.
I actually woke myself up last night saying the words ‘oh just fuk off brain’, they were literally coming out of my mouth as I woke up from a dream that was so massively symbolic and showing me something that’s I’ve been avoiding. I must have seriously grokked it in my sleep and actually woken myself up so I’d remember. Anyway aside from a whole bunch of really potent stuff it put me on this tangent all day and gave me my power back.
NICE! Fuq of brain!
Definately agree with the relationship view. I know that my heart has hurt then looking back I have realized I never would have been happy with them. Sometimes I think they know it before I do, hence the departure.
hmmm.
I had good dream last night. I realized…I want a man to garden with again.
HA! fuq of brain….that could be a weird song.
My strange blessing thief was a man who broke my heart. After we finally parted ways, I tried to clarify what it had been about for me and my ‘issues’. I didn’t get too far with the self-analysis at that point but did manage to solidify my feelings about him in a phrase – he was a thief in the house of love. He’d taken much more than he had given because he knew how much I loved him – because he could.
I have a Venus Neptune opposition and that relationship gifted me with a much greater understanding of how I delude myself!
you are so wise The Green Witch, thanks for sharing as I know a bit of what you mean…
oh yeah.
I had my bag stolen almost exactly 10 years ago. I was breaking up with my partner, the love of my life but also the most destructive relationship i’ve ever been in. He was clinging on, i was at rock bottom and didn’t have a job, bank account, my health or even any id to go and get the dole. I was also scared to leave him because of his temper and emotional and physical aspects to his anger. There was addiciton involved too.
The bag didn’t have much in it. $20, an origami book, something i’d mended for a friend and a lovely red jasper heart that my partner had given me.
The symbology of having his heart taken from me was something I saw as a huge sign to keep leaving him. To make the jump, to find the strength. He bought me another heart but I told him it wasn’t the same and I couldn’t accept it. Four months later I finally left him for good. He was furious but I stayed strong.
Weirdly last weekend when I was home at my parents house i took down the A4 sized photo my mum still has of me and the ex in her sewing room. I chopped it down the middle with her secateurs and threw it in the bin.
Got a text from the ex at 11.30 last night saying he has accepted his current partner’s proposal.
I was sincere in my congratulations. I feel free.
great story x
This is spookily close to something that happened to me. The week after my ex dumped me I was walking down my street swinging my handbag contemplating how awful things were (very emotionally distraught) and from nowhere a man ran up behind me and snatched my bag. It had everything in it including my address, keys and expensive makeup he had got me. Had to get a locksmith out on a long weekend. Ex had my spare keys but I couldn’t bear to call. Struggled to find the good in that. It sucked!
i know how that feels,
i had another bag stolen more recently with everything in it. . I did get most of my stuff back via police and someone dropping my bank cards and licence in my letter box, but by that stage i’d already changes the locks and ordered replacements.
Yes, great story Samantha!
I have had some druggies bust in and steal my computer and pearls. I didn’t find that particularly helpful. Amazingly though, the police caught them (sans computer) and called me from across the state to identify the broken strand of pearls.
At yoga one time, someone snuck into the foyer and stole the shoes from outside the door. Obviously a market there we don’t know about, Mystic.
Love how the feng shui mistress calls you ‘mate’.
yes not the usual Mistress other dynamic
ONce a theif stole my handbag and I had to go home and wait for the locksmith to change the locks instead fo going back into work. During that time I took out my notebook and calculated how much it would cost me to move to Australia (I have dual nationality) … and now I am in Australia! Not sure if a blessing or not as it has been a very hard transitional thing but wierd to think about….
a space was created for you to ponder a life change! A blessing indeed.
It has beena blessing, its a beautiful place, in several ways. Dont tolerate snobbiness here!
Oh crap. I have a lovely antique chair that an old roommate left with me years and years ago. She left it temporarily and months later her friend was trying to make arrangements to pick it up on her way to roadtrip to see the old roommate. We never managed to get a hold of one another (this is way before everyone had a cellphone) and I still have the chair. I always felt horribly guilty, though, as if I kept it from her on purpose. But it is lovely….
As usual Mystic you are tapping into the ether… I was just thinking last night that it might be time for my work desk to move on. it’s a lovely number, it’s one of those old government-issue 1940′s jobs. I found it by the side of the road in Brisbane almost 9 years ago, and hauled it back to the house I was staying in. I had fled from Melbourne with my baby daughter after my marriage broke up, and I was absolutely rock-bottom. Every time I thought about my ex, my eyeballs almost popped out. with seething anger. But instead, I went under the house (’twas a Queesnlander) and sanded the fuque out of this desk. I unscrewed the handles and keyholes and fixed the drawers. I rubbed Danish oil in with increasingly tiny gauges of steel wool. I spent literally hours burnishing my anger and despair into this piece of furniture. The result was very beautiful.
As is my current life, almost a decade later.
But I was thinking, as I run my growing business from this desk, that it might be time to hand the desk on to someone who appreciates the work that went into fixing it, but doesn’t have the dark history of how it got that way.
Besides, we’re excellent, and my ex and I now talk to each other like adults who once loved each other, and our daughter is thriving. Time to move on?
I love this Seabird. I wouldn’t get rid of your desk unless you really feel it needs to go. I too have reached a point of decency with my ex of 17 years and father to our two children. I think the work you put into making that desk beautiful reaped rewards, not bad karma. But in the end, only you will know. x
Someone broke into my car and stole all of my driving cd’s – about 100. NOT IMPRESSED! Some treasures in there. Worth about 10 cents on the smackie market surely. Fuqheads. On the bright side that’s 100 fewer cd’s to load onto iTunes? Dunno. The Libran Scorpio Frenemy is also back in the country, permanently. Considering a stint of overseas study to keep the distance alive! Every cloud has a silver lining!
Speaking of which, I have just heard from the back-to-base security guys. The alarm has just gone off. I am at work so I said yes, could they please go and see what’s happening? Who knows what they will find at my home – junkies, midway through clearing my house of all shoes and unusual appliances?
As a young adult I pondered burning all my journals, 13 or so of them. I never did it though. Then I was visiting my parents, where these journals were and discovered they were missing. My mom had the garage cleaned out of all her old paperwork. The journals were out there and must of gotten thrown away also. I felt weird…sad, upset, liberated, relieved. It is sad to think of all the time and energy I put into writing, sometimes every night for months on end. But most of it was me complaining about so and so.
That wasn’t theft though. AS far as theivery, I have not had much stolen ever, thankfully. I had a case of tapes 14 years ago…lol. Same garage even. I still can remember mourning the loss of my Funkadelic tape…Free your mind and your Ass will Follow.
Another time none of my belongings got stolen, but my hubby’s guitar and friend’s tapes were stolen out of the van we were traveling in. It really pissed my friend off that I was in with a psychic getting a spontaneous channeled reading and the psychic didn’t warn me that my friend and lover were getting robbed. It made my friend want to dismiss my reading. LOL.
When I left home to go to university, my parents moved house and didn’t tell me their new address. They also threw out? sold? my first edition New Wonder Woman and Catwoman comics. (I couldn’t read until I was 7 and comics were a key entry point to literacy – I am now a bibliophile).
I think that’s probably cost me thousands of pounds. Was this my Sun-Saturn opposition doing a Billie Holliday (‘God bless the child who’s got his own)?
Whoa! Harsh! I’m sorry that happened to you.
Wo. I feel your pain Green Witch.
Yes. A friend recently took her friendship from me, and put a major dent in my feelings of trust and security, and along with it made a whole heap of way-off-base judgements and assumptions. But a few weeks after the fact I’ve realised she’s done me a favour. I hadn’t realised how stagnant and dysfunctional the friendship was, or how I’d been taking all my other beautiful friends for granted. So she’s been pretty nasty but has also given me a few gifts.
I love that you called your Feng Shui Artist BEFORE you called the police. Values in place, xx