Even if I was superstitious, I wouldn’t worry too much about bad luck happening. Breaking a mirror can happen to anyone. Breaking something by dropping it has happened to me. When you’re someone with a disability, lack of coordination can make it difficult to hold onto an object without losing your grip on it, even if you’re extremely careful.
I’ve walked under an open ladder, and no bad luck has happened. I crossed a black cat’s path, and nothing went wrong. Things only go wrong when we have our occasional bad days. Nothing is more frustrating than to have something go wrong, even when we do our absolute best to make everything go in our favor. I’ve never had bad luck from doing a dare.
My current boyfriend is superstitious when it comes to certain wii controllers of various colors. He thinks he bowls best when using the red one. Most of the time, this works out to his advantage, and he scores quite well. When he’s having an off day from not feeling well, he feels like nothing is going right with whatever controller he may be using.
We both think I bowl my best when he plays music on his cell phone. I don’t know what it is, but I seem to focus more on what I’m doing—listen to the music, and not worry so much about whether I’m bowling correctly. When Sean doesn’t play music, my scores tend to be a bit on the low end of how they can often run.
I'm not a bit superstitious. I've broken mirrors and all it meant was sweeping up carefully and then buying a new one. The black cat at work crosses my path all the time. He's a CAT, that's all!! I'd probably NOT walk under a ladder because chances are, I'd knock it over or some such, being not the most graceful and lithe person around.
I'm not superstitious, but I have enough Godly fear to stay away from all forms of witchcraft.
Interestingly, I could not even bring myself to plant a ground cover (which I thought was beautiful) by the name of Voodoo because of the symbolic meaning behind the name.
I'm not superstitious about any of the things listed (and to me the devil is a mere fairy tale) but sometimes I might say something really positive then get a bad feeling. I then have to counter act the negative feeling to make things good again. For example, if I were to say to my brother "You're a great driver John, you'll never have a crash” I may then feel as though I've jinxed him if I leave that comment as it is. So I'll follow it up with "Of course, you never know, can never be too careful... could happen to anyone, even the best of drivers!” Or I might say, "Wow, this holiday is going to be great!" and get very excited but then I'll force myself to be serious as I feel something might spoil it otherwise. I put it down to anxiety more than plain superstition. I believe it to be a protection mechanism: be overly cautious, so if the worst were to happen I could accept and tolerate the situation more readily.
I am not superstitious.
I don't worry about broken mirrors.
I wouldn't object to walking under a ladder (unless, of course, someone was standing on it).
I wouldn't hesitate to cross a black cat's path.
, however, fear God.
Marcus Tilius Cicero (106 BC-43BC) the ancient Roman lawyer, writer, and scholar once said, "Superstition is the senseless fear of God."
I say, "Superstition
is senseless. The fear of God is not."
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If you broke a mirror, would you worry about bad luck even if you're not superstitious? Would you walk under a ladder or cross a black cat's path on a dare? Is there anything you're superstitious about?
I would not be worried if I broke a mirror; I think I might have actually broken a mirror before... I can't remember... since it caused me no trauma! Lol. Anyway, I would walk under a ladder or cross a black cat's path even without a dare (GASP!), because I'm not superstitious. I like black cats. I also like The Black Cat, a story by Edgar Allan Poe. Yes I know. Random.
Seriously? Is this the level of lame that the Writer's Block has reached?
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