Fairy Tales – Continued

Toward the end of this marriage I had decided there is no Knight in Shining Armor or Prince Charming. I was going to stay single! Little did I know that the Universe was going to send me another candidate. My present and last husband (and I say this with conviction) then came into my life. I needed someone to help me with my work with Maitreya. The Universe sent him to help. We have a lot in common and our temperaments are very similar. However, there were no rose colored glasses or ideas of romance for me this time. I liked him a lot, and we got on so very well together. He made me laugh – something I needed to learn – and he seemed to genuinely care about me. I also genuinely liked him. But love? What is love? Neither of us could define it.

It did not matter; we were having fun together. We had our bad days and our good days. On the bad days I was not going to stay with him; on the good days I felt that God had saved the best for last. It was a place of comfort for me, and he soon showed me that he felt the same as I did about the work we were doing.

Astrologically we are very compatible, but I am under no illusion this time and, as such, I am detached from the emotion. One day I stopped wearing my eyeglasses – whether by accident or deliberately I cannot remember – but as the days passed I no longer needed them. I could see very clearly where I could not see before. I never wore them again and still do not wear glasses. Almost six years have gone by, and I have seen more clearly every year. I believe it is because I am no longer in illusion. I don’t miss them either. It seems strange to even imagine that I wore glasses for so many years. My early books show me on the cover wearing glasses, but no more. I have seen through the illusion.

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Fairy Tales – Continued

I cannot tell you the reaction when I told my mother that I could not stand him. He brought me flowers and sent cards and love letters. My mother could not understand why I reacted the way I did. Alan would say there was no chemistry, and there was not. However, he could not get a girlfriend normally; he was shy and, as I said, very posh. We talked very “common.” I do not know what would have happened if I had met his parents but, of course, all my mother could see was “Lady Margaret,” the Lord’s wife.

As I was growing up she filled my ears with tales of princes and princesses who met, married, and were happy ever after. I thought I would be this way, but very soon I realized it was not to be this way. Every boy who came into my life I saw as my “Prince Charming,” but none of them acted like Prince Charming. I only had 3 boyfriends until I was 21, and they all treated me in a way that was certainly not charming. I, of course, allowed them to do this. There was no such thing over 40 years ago as women’s liberation set in motion. It had only just started, and a lot of women were afraid to burn their bras!

Finally I met my first husband. He was everything I could ask for in a Knight in Shining Armor or Prince Charming. He stayed that way for a few years until he changed. Then I changed, and our marriage began to tarnish – and then rust! We stayed together though, mainly for the children. I still hoped for my Prince Charming. I came to realize that men are different from women. Women want romance and kisses and the whole fairy tale thing, men want just one thing, to procreate and to have someone to take care of them. Of course, some are romantic and can give women the fairy-tale experience, but most cannot.

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