Black Magic Women

Black Magic Women are very fond of those of us I call Carefree Scamps because we’re not afraid of them. I’m proud to number Gypsies, ex-prison inmates and the wives of armed robbers amongst my female friends. I’m drawn to them, and they’re drawn to me. My wife always comments on the type of women I befriend – and please allow me to clarify, that’s all it is, friendship, I have never, ever been unfaithful to my wife – but those fiercely independent women, who take no shit from anybody, just seem to trust me and listen to me when I philosophise.

Black Magic Women with their panther eyes and ophidian smile alarm those I term Rag, Tag & Bobtail, the tedious and humdrum type of people most of us have to work with, for when Black Magic Women display their rage, Rag Tags react with unease. Carefree Scamps, on the other hand, simply shrug their shoulders and smile. And for their part Black Magic Women aren’t bothered by the extreme fury – bordering sometimes on frenzy - a Scamp is occasionally prone to. A Scamp can be something to behold when he’s angry, but the Black Magic Woman will open a bottle of beer for him, which he’ll accept, and simply sit it out with him. They know a Scamp’s anger doesn’t last long and they have no anxiety about it.

You see, when you meet a Black Magic Woman you have to recognise every word she whispers, and every one of those secretive little smiles she uses as her method of teaching. I always pay special attention with that unruly part of perception that the soul holds dominion over.

Carefree Scamps and Black Magic Women draw power from each other. A Carefree Scamp can walk in a bar, and he’ll notice a Black Magic Woman immediately. Not everyone can do this, but a Scamp can. And you’d better believe that the Black Magic Woman Scamp will notice him, for her perception is higher. She has more power than the male Scamp and will be aware of him even if she has her back turned. There’ll be a glance and just a fraction of a second’s smile in the eyes which will only be understood at a deep subliminal level.

They’ll be no resistance. Power flows, you see. Power is not a solid wall, it always goes wherever it wants to go, and nothing in the world can stand against it. The Black Magic Woman and the Scamp have recognised each other. And understand this, it’s not really so much that you’re searching for your tribe, but that your tribe are searching for you. Take a breath and wait. Your tribe will come to you.

(from my book 'Searching for you Tribe' available on Amazon)