TO TOAD OR NOT TO TOAD

I was hanging with my angel gang out in the Spring Creek region when my Jungian dreamwork  and writing apprentice Dawn asked me with pen and paper in hand:  

" I know turning your FB enemies into toads is a funny joke for your inner child/ wizard apprentice.   And such jokes PROBABLY won't get you banned from FB for threats of violence.  And it certainly lightens the rather intense mood of the stories you share.  Like the Shakespeare I'm studying. Where the comedic break is essential to the mood of the story. But I suspect there is another symbolism that is deeply compelling for you about this spell. Could you explain?" 

Then this gorgeous princess of an angel kisses me with a wink.  We both know that I had felt like an ugly and socially inept Toad as a teenager.  I even suffered bug eyes, warts and pimples.  And that only the kiss of this sweet princess would make me a real boy.    But...This time instead of a handsome prince, her kiss turned me into a frightened angry teenager in green woolen clothes of a young wizard who was not in a kissing mood apparently.  Maybe because his green outfit was stinking of forest fires rather than the green woods!

Dawn:  "Are you the boy looking for a toad spell?  Why?"

Young wizard boy:  

"long ago the spell that made me a toad of ugliness and shame around women, a spell woven of my own evil past as a careless and cruel don Juan has been lifted. 

"This toad spell is something else entirely.

"First:   I am as you know, not a violent person.  I take little pleasure in it.  Blood curdling vengeance for FB enemies?  I don't even have any real enemies that I feel particularly enraged at. Certainly not FB 'enemies'.  I don't even watch horror movies.  So as punishments go, to be toaded is pretty G rated entertainment.

"But I have deep desire to HUMILIATE my intellectual  enemies ... Those who deny my powers … My glory … My mission!  I don't actually want to hurt them at all. Just force them to grovel while they HAVE to admit that the magic is REAL.   And this mostly is not even about me.  It's about waking them up to the reality of spirit!  And our desperate need to bring back respect for Mother Earth !"  

Then of course we will restore them toads to human.  Properly reminded never to underestimate our powers!."

Dawn:  "And who would be the enemies who would deserve such a scourging?"

Young Wizard:  " well I am  annoyed with two kinds of critics.  The ones who pretend they are being "scientific" by denying the existence of the entire spirit world.  And acting cynical and superior to the "superstitious fools".   You know ...WE  who believe in and utilize that world ...
 Including the science evident in the magic of that world. I figure spending just one morning as a toad would set the FACTS straight for even the most resistant "Scientist"! 

 So Mr. Scientist, let me adjust that mirror for you.  what's your understanding now about the truth of magic?     [Croak] 
True enough!   may I quote you on that?  

Enemy number two is those pig headed old psychotherapists and hoighty toighty Jungian PhDs who think they are such superior experts but are complete NINCOMPOOPS ( these are complex Psychiatric diagnoses of course, but I've no time to footnote them  here.)
When it comes to actually healing deep and chronic issues ... consistently failing to fully utilize the technology of Archetypal healing. 

 But they choose to attack me because I'm willing to use Jung's tools as he meant them to be used. And because I'm not in their PhD. Club!  

And those conventional hypnotists can be just as difficult!  And don't even get me started on those arrogant doctors!  

Of course they are all annoying.  

But really a few hours as a toad should be enough.  Just a few hours of relatively painless ... Instruction?
It would do them good.  

But no."

 My boss Angel Michaela says:

"We don't use that spell on this side of the aisle. Don't you remember what it was like when you were a toad?  It hurts.  Instead we just keep shining the light of love and understanding.  Keep gently telling our stories of Phoenix birds flying free.  Children loved and happy with angel parents.  Bodies and hearts healed by miracles.  And funny thing is...  The people begin to see who is shining.  And who is looking like a toad."

Dawn:
  "And a toad that gets it?   understands what he is?  And is sorry?  One of us could kiss such a toad with pleasure I'm sure.  They wouldn't be the first arrogant nincompoops we have kissed!"   (Giggles all around ) 
Thanks for the explanation! "   

That's my girls.  That's the love and wisdom  this old ...former ... toad thrives on.  

And for YOU ...my FB enemies? 
There is still time to escape your fate. Turns out it's not in my hands.  It's in yours.