
Did y’all every watch Bewitched? It was one of my favorite childhood shows, and one of the best characters was Gladys Kravitz. She was nosy, obnoxious, and often caused problems for Samantha by sticking her nose in where it didn’t belong.
Some of you might be living next to a Gladys Kravitz and you might be wondering if there are any feng shui cures to help protect your house. Yes!!
Below are some common-sense cures to help you with the energy from your neighbors.
- Create a loving barrier. Ground the property lines with rose quartz. Bury them in the ground at each of your four corners. There is nothing stronger than love, which these represent.
- Create a strong protective energy around your house. Plant things you love on your side of the property line. This serves two purposes when you see them they will bring you joy, and they will act as a barrier. A good solid fence is also a good option. Even a feng shui rock garden will help.
- Hang wind chimes. Tall wind chimes or small ones will help move the bad energy around. Hang them as close to the neighbor’s property line as possible. A rooster wind chime symbolically has the power to reflect bad energy.
- Strengthen affected areas inside your home. If you have windows or doors that can open up to your neighbor’s property, you can strengthen these areas with strong protective art such as paintings or photographs of mountains, which are symbolic of strength.
- Bless the neighbors. This might be the hardest of all but I would wake up each day and bless your neighbors. Simply offer up a prayer on their behalf as well as any member of the family. Then seal up your home and property with some healing gratitude.
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“At first I was afraid, I was petrified,” sings Gloria Gaynor in her huge hit “I Will Survive.” This is the song I was listening to when I received the phone call from my doctor. I don’t remember much of what he said, all I remember were those three devastating words, “You have cancer.” The opening line summed up my exact feeling. Petrified.
I will forever be grateful for my reconstruction plastic surgeon Dr. David Hecht, in Scottsdale. He not only saved my life by doing a biopsy on my “freckle” when THREE doctors said it was nothing, he used his talent and artistic genius to put my face back together after I had five procedures to cut out the cancer. As my scars continue to fade my admiration, respect, and gratitude for Dr. Hecht never will.
If not for old photographs, I might have a hard time believing you were ever a blind baby or costume-wearing toddler, or that your first words were in Spanish. My baby is gone now. I say this not in sorrow but in disbelief. I take great satisfaction in the foot taller than me man you have grown into. We read the news outlets and you have learned not to be afraid of disagreeing with me in your opinion of them or disagreeing with me on anything actually. You need razor blades, shower gel, and privacy, and yet it does seem like yesterday when you would waddle into my bedroom and sing, “Eyes and ears and knees and toes, knees and toes.” It had been my privilege and honor to share every day with you, every lacrosse game, teachers visit, science fair, ROTC performance, and award presentations.
As your childhood comes to an end, it seems my work with you is complete, or you with me, since it was you raising me these past 18 years.