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The Evil Eye

As many of you know, I had a miscarriage last February. After it happened my husband told me that he believed that one of his co-workers gave him the evil eye after he told the person about my pregnancy. Of course, I thought that was silly but thought it interesting that my husband brought up such an old Uzbek superstition.

I don't believe that an evil eye can cause a miscarriage or cause someone to die, but I do believe in an evil eye.

The evil eye belief goes back to ancient times. The ancient Egyptians believed in wearing special eye jewelry to ward off the evil eye. The evil eye superstition can be found almost in anywhere around the world. Around the world people use sorcery, and wear eye jewelry to protect them from the curse.

Even the Bible mentions the Evil Eye. Proverbs 23:6 warns "Eat thou not the bread of [him that hath] an evil eye, neither desire thou his dainty meats." The Jews have a tradition in saying "Ayin Hara!" after mentioning good fortune. "Ayin Hara" means "No evil eye!" and is said as a protection against the curse.

I believe that the evil eye is psychological in nature and that one can cause pain and suffering from an evil eye. The evil eye comes from envy. The envious person is happy when you fail and sad when you have good fortune. When someone gives you that look, it can become hurtful and cause mistrust with you and that person, especially if they are close.

I had people close to me give me that look while smiling when I invited their family to live in my home. The pain of living with people who looked at me that way hurt. I was depressed and felt that I couldn't trust that person. I am still not on speaking terms with those people, though not because they looked at me weird but because of the way they treated me. However, I knew the bad treatment would come because though they smiled and grinned and said polite phrases, their eyes were filled with disgust with me. When these people moved in with us we had a nice home, some money, and a great family. By the end, I almost moved out of my house, my sons were nervous wrecks, my daughter went from an "A" student to a "D" and "F" student, my house was a disaster, and my husband had to work three jobs to pay the bills. We are still working on getting my home in order. It didn't help that I am pregnant (which is happy news!!) and was too ill to really work on getting my home back in some kind of order. At least my daughter made an "A" on her last test and my sons are acting better.

Now the only thing the people who I will not name can do is give me ugly looks, but at least they have to do it outside my house. So maybe the evil eye wasn't the cause but I could see how a superstitious person would connect the evil eye with all of the misfortune that happened soon after.

I still don't like the way these people look at me, but now I have my own method of fighting it.

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  1. I hope things continue to get better for you. I feel like I also have a lot to do to get my house in order, it is getting better now that I am not babysitting much anymore.

    I know exactly what you mean about people who laugh and smile while their eyes are full of disgust for you. I don't usually care about people who are ungrateful for things we do for them or if they don't care for me but it is difficult when those people are family and you want them to be a part of your life.

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