Today, after eons, I touched base with the King Of Wands (the tarot card that best describes this particular individual’s character). This person is truly enigmatic and never fails to stimulate all my senses. He’s witty, intelligent and charming, sans ever having to actually drop any lines, if you know what I mean.
Many months back, the tarot cards predicted that this person will always be within my radar, for reasons unexplained, more in the capacity of a mentor more than a lover. The twain could meet, of course. But to make doubly sure that it never does, I nipped all communication in the bud, for the simple reason that he belongs to someone else.
Deception of any sort is not my cup of tea. Eventually the people who do the deceiving end also get deceived.
A week back by a strange quirk of fate I needed to get in touch with him again through work. After much pondering and postponing, I picked up the phone and had the most upbeat conversation As usual we were rolling with the punches and the punch-lines, like a house on fire.
That’s how it is with most people I’ve been attracted to in the past. As Renee Zelwegger’s character in Jerry Mcguire, would put it in, they had me from hello.
Often I’ve had to say goodbye due to a multitude of reasons. None I have regretted so far.
Better still, some of these obscure attractions have metamorphosed into excellent friendships, mentor-ships (if there were such a word) and allies. Touche.
