Cleansing/disconnecting a talisman or stone... and my involvement in it?

[neumeindil]

Attempting to keep this brief: my Other Half is an empirical thinker and Buddhist on the Autism spectrum. He regularly wears a gold and onyx ring that belonged to his step-grandfather, a man who saw only my Other Half's "disability" and wrote him off as "useless" for most of their lives together. The ring was initially a gift from the grandfather's

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[neumeindil]

Thanks for your input. You hit the nail on the head with "there's no such thing as overkill in these situations". And if nothing else, having his parents' house nice and clean and sweet smelling when they move back home for the summer is a nice gesture that will earn Other Half points.

My thinking about hereditary families is confused at the moment because it's clear I'm in one, I'm just not certain what the consequences of it will be. The best case scenario is that my father is illegitimate and I'm of Italian/Irish/German/Welsh decent while he was raised never knowing he and 4 of his siblings weren't his "father's" children. The worst case scenario removes the Italian ties but adds in a predisposition to madness or possibly a family curse on the women born with my surname. They all go mad, some at a very young age. (Nearly putting out childrens' eyes with knitting needles, putting nephews/nieces in pots of water on the stove, that sort of thing.) Thankfully the gifts I've got are manageable (foresight in emergencies from my mother's, communication with animals father's side). But with this trend of boyfriends and now a fiancee haunted, I'm starting to wonder if the 'curse' isn't this entity making women in my family mad by terrorizing their loved ones, though thanks to some interesting happenings in college, I could have attracted it on my own too. :/

[couri]

I've stopped dating because I only attract men who want to kill me. I wonder what I'm putting out sometimes. If it's the bright light that attracts nasty things also attracts nasty men or if it's just me.

So I'm a big-time safety first kind of person, especially since I don't know what I'm doing. I never met the last shaman; he died when my mother was a child. My mom's a witch with an affinity towards animals. Me, I'm going to get into trouble one of these days. I need to find a book.

My grandmother went mad, but only because she inverted her abilities. Of course, she was a nasty piece of work to do that anyway. Oh, and death has not improved her. She's still evil.

One of my friends is a witch who always has ...something show up and scare her boyfriends at some point. Since she has an ability with human spirits (I don't), it just happens, but her non-believing boyfriends started believing pretty quickly.

Oh, and I agree with the bells. Luckily the stuff we do and Buddhism seem to cross over in some respects. I have Indian wedding bells hanging on my door but any happy sound works. As does filling a room with positive emotion. And nasty things hate happiness and laughter.
It probably annoys my family, but I wear jewelry that jingles. But I'm half West Asian and we're an old culture so I guess if somebody had to be a shaman and it's me, it's fine. I hope my nephew is a witch because I have no idea what I'm doing. I just make stuff up.