THE POST THAT I NEVER PUBLISHED THIS SPRING

Well, Hello out there to anyone who still drops by to check in, my spring was sprung with various trauma and back stabbings...... so surfing the internet and posting to my blog has been on the back burner.
Unfortunately I have lost alot of faith in humanity lately, I am sure I will find it again someday, just will have to be reminded of all the good people,, so I return to my blogging friends who always give me reason for hope.
Let me say that I have a wide variety of friends and a number of them are witches, I should have know that I would come across a Very Wicked Witch, or at least one who wants others to think she is. My problem is that I believe that people for the most part are good, and even when others told me otherwise, I went against even my own intuition in the hopes that this person could rise up and be a 'good' person.
Kimberly Booker, a person I thought was a friend, went beyond what any witch I have known and with no good reason attacked, stole, and betrayed me behind my back and in my own home.
I met kim when I was with Giovanni, and with hindsight, might have kept her as a friend because of his memory. She had moved home to Tenn. and called and said that she wanted to return to Charlotte. I let her move into my spare room. We agreed on what rent would be, and she knew that I aim to live a communal life when others are in my home, meaning work around the house is shared. Well, that didn't last long, She paided me weekly, which was ok, and when she was late, I, Knowing she was still looking for full time work didn't say anything. In fact I never said anything until the end,
I was getting frustrated about how messy she was, and if I wasn't gay, she would definitely make one gay with her very visible smugness towards men. When she cooked, she never would clean up after herself, and I asked kindly that she not leave chicken bones on the counter, because I feared my dog would get to them. She would use items I bought (example the Chicken) for other dishes , and use for her specialty Chicken and Rice,,,, very plain and way too much. AND WHAT A MESS. She Never cleaned her bathroom, which house guest had to use. Those were the small things.
So, before Beltane, I decided that I would speak with her about what I saw as rudeness and abuse on her part, I came home that day to find she had left.
A set of keys were on the table with a note saying she didn't feel welcome anymore. DAMN RIGHT.
Something wasn't right in my home.
First I find that another set of house keys are missing, she had taken them.
A painting a wonderful Russian lady had given me was missing as well as a jar of Old Silver coins, and a photograph of some friends that she liked very much. The set of keys was at the time the only thing I was concerned about, it was on a keyring my nephews from Kuwait had given to me before they returned to the Middle East last year. I suspected that if she had taken the few items I noticed right away, she was capable of coming back when I was not home to take more.
Still I knew there was more... soon I find other things gone.
I made a phone call, she would not answer of course and left a message, that as someone who is familar with Magick she should realize that stealing from a much more adept practitioner was not in her best interest. Please return my keys! The next day I had to shell out around 200 dollars to change all the door locks. Also, that next day while I was at work she left a message on my answering machine that was very revealing about the person I assumed was a friend.
Evidently, I had pissed off her and a slew of "Dark Circle" witches she used to hang with and they had cursed me with a powerful ritual using a voodoo doll made with a shirt I left in Kims car back when I was with Giovanni. She ranted about how powerful her magick was as, right after Gio left to go back to Italy and I lost my corporate job at the software company. And I had better think twice about messing with her magickally as she had desecrated my circle and home.
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo I was so scared.....................NOT. Pissed, but hardly scared of a two bit witch who knows next to nothing,,,, but is full of hate,,, so I was not exactly dismissing her ability to direct anger and hate my way. Mirrors are wonderful things, and a little Instant Karma can go a long way.
So, why am I writing this on my blog?
Well, among the things that she stole were two items that I considered among some of the most sacred things in my possession.

Amias, from Liquid Plastic had sent me some dirt from where she had studied and lived in Mississippi. Kim knew how I feel about Amias and how honored I am to know her and call her a friend. The Jar of Dirt was very special and I feel I was negligent that I even let Kim know it meant anything to me at all. My deepest apologies to Amias for allowing it out of my hands.

Anne, from The Gods are Bored, when I realized that she had taken the fairy ball you sent,,,, maybe you heard me scream all the way up north where you live. I was livid, and I think the fairy is too~~!!!!! My deepest apologies to you for not being a good caretaker of our dear fairy friend.

Kimberly, thought she was a great Strega Witch,, and I have a few friends that she wanted to join with because they are the REAL THING. Too bad for her she sent such negative things my way, because all I am doing is using a mirror to return her hatred to herself and a little Instant Karma trick I learned a lifetime ago.