gregory
How odd. The ones who visited me haven't come since I told them I was a blood donor.....
List of tarot myths
Lilija
Most specifically, MAjor Tom, from the Witness' standpoint (at least my personal set, that come visit me every other week) they are the devil's tools, and the devil placed them on the earth for hapless people to pick up, and use, and become more open to his evil ministrations.
So, that clears all that nebulous history thing right up...the devil placed them on the earth. Not Golden Dawning Egyptian Gypsies...so...THERE!
Edit: Gregory...are you KIDDING?! You have some apathetic Witnesses on your block. I told mine that, and without skipping a beat, she dug in her giant bag, and found *another* tract telling me about how bad donating blood is. I told her I don't exactly believe in the Biblical version of God, and she dug in her bag and found a "comparative religion" tract, outlining how bad that is. My girls are on their toes. I bet if I told them I sacrificed goats every third Wednesday of months ending in R, she'd pull a tract out for that, too. They love me.
So, that clears all that nebulous history thing right up...the devil placed them on the earth. Not Golden Dawning Egyptian Gypsies...so...THERE!
Edit: Gregory...are you KIDDING?! You have some apathetic Witnesses on your block. I told mine that, and without skipping a beat, she dug in her giant bag, and found *another* tract telling me about how bad donating blood is. I told her I don't exactly believe in the Biblical version of God, and she dug in her bag and found a "comparative religion" tract, outlining how bad that is. My girls are on their toes. I bet if I told them I sacrificed goats every third Wednesday of months ending in R, she'd pull a tract out for that, too. They love me.
gregory
They are likely scared of this area in general. I do remember them asking in a whisper if The Same People still lived next door. (no, but I said yes, as I had a fair idea how the new people would feel - and they drove off quite fast in the other direction....) I think - they are quite ELDERLY, like Even Older Than I Am, they prefer to concentrate their efforts where there is hope ! My KIDS used to scare them, too..... bless them; they were well trained !Lilija said:
I did once (at another address) say no thanks I was a 7th Day Adventist. BIG mistake. Guess who showed up the next week.....
Major Tom
Lilija said:
LOL!
When I put out jack'o'lanterns for Halloween, they put out tracts talking about real witches trying to do others' harm! The neighbours' son asked his mother, "Mum, am I doing the work of the devil? Am I spawn of Satan?"
Ya gotta love 'em. lol
SkadisPhoenix
This thread has definately cheered me up. I can't think of anything to add, but thank you for taking my mind off illness and a foot which may or may not be broken! 
Starshower
During a social chit-chat with some pals about our interests, I waxed a wee bit enthusiastic about Tarot art, symbolism, history etc. I didn't mention actual readings, since they were sceptical types & I didn't want to invite scathing remarks, pseudo-'scientific' criticisms etc.
One woman seemed to suggest that she wanted a reading - but then back-tracked a few times. Then she 'reminded me' that no-one should EVER actually ASK for a reading (unspecified implied shock-horror!) - and said people should always wait for a reader to offer one. [Hint, hint.]
Has anyone come across this idea?!
One woman seemed to suggest that she wanted a reading - but then back-tracked a few times. Then she 'reminded me' that no-one should EVER actually ASK for a reading (unspecified implied shock-horror!) - and said people should always wait for a reader to offer one. [Hint, hint.]
Has anyone come across this idea?!
Cat*
No, but I've come across the opposite one: that a reader should never offer a reading but wait until asked for one...Starshower said:
Starshower
Me too!
Maybe she was angling for a freebie. ROFL.
Maybe she was angling for a freebie. ROFL.
nisaba
I usually tell them I'm "fixed for religion" and when they ask further, tell them I'm a witch.gregory said:
With Mormons, who are always very young boys, I always call back into the house and say something like "Darling, there's a couple of virgins at the door, and just in time for the sacrifice, too!" They usually leave.
I gradually took off all my clothes once, without a hint of flirtatiousness or eroticism. After all, they came when I needed to take a shower. I was within my own property - it wasn't me who should have been embarrassed. I was merely dressing the way God wanted me to - clothes were something Adam and Eve took on after they sinned, and were therefore sinful. I invited them to come into the bathroom and talk to me while I soaped. They suddenly found they were overdue for an appointment elsewhere.
But the classic was a pair of Jehovah's Witnesses about twelve or thirteen years ago. I remember it almost as if it were yesterday. I was part-feline at the time, and inclined to both bask in the sun and play, so I came out onto the porch and allowed them to Do Their Thing.
Every time he quoted the scriptures, I'd come up with a biblical line saying exactly the opposite thing, plus the correct chapter and verse. They'd look through their Bible, and find the quote as I'd said in the place I'd said. I hadn't memorised the Bible - it just so happened that someone helpful was writing up what I need to say in big silver letters in the sky behind them - they didn't turn around to look. The very last quote (and the only one I remember now after all these years) was them saying Jesus came in peace, and my saying "I come not with peace but a sword", plus chapter and verse. The shoulders slumped. Even the experienced one who was obviously mentoring the other one looked defeated. They weren't surprised when I politely declined to buy a Watchtower. As they started walking away the experienced one turned and said "You're obviously a very spiritual Christian. What religion are you?" I said, as bluntly as possible: I'm a Witch." I didn't get visited at that address again.
nisaba
<laughter> I can just imagine that - sitting in the reader's cubicle in the corner of a new-age shop and would-be clients drifting around the shop aimlessly waiting for me to suddenly bolt out of my corner and crash-tackle them to the ground because I'd psychically worked out they weren't there for the incense!Starshower said:
