I consider myself fairly easy-going regarding the various spiritual items that I keep around both myself and my personal spaces. The topic has come up elsewhere in relation to altars and keeping those safe from people who aren’t respectful. Honestly, I don’t care if someone wants to touch the items on my altar. Nothing in my physical world is either so incredibly sacred nor any person so profane that it’s worth getting angry over items being handled in a non-destructive manner.* If someone’s energy is negative, then it’s easy enough to sweep away the residual energy they leave behind.
We all have our limits though… and mine is very well-defined. The minute I put on a piece of jewelry that has even a hint of sacred meaning or is charged for a specific purpose, it becomes off-limits to the rest of the world. Look all you want, but don’t touch. If you try to touch something I’m wearing, my head will spin 360 degrees and pea soup will issue forth from my mouth. I will bite off the fingers of anyone over the age of three who tries to reach out to touch a necklace I’m wearing. I turn into a seething beast with a vendetta against all humanity for their transgressions on my personal space.
Ok, not really, but I do get very, very uncomfortable with attempts to touch jewelry I’m wearing, particularly ones worn around my neck. I tend to get very snappish and short-tempered when I see a hand reaching out to touch it. I’ve been known to jump backwards a couple of feet or to grab the offending hand before it can reach the bauble in question. I realize that the person is usually just curious or intrigued with a design or stone, but aggghhhhh! The skin on my neck tries to crawl away just thinking about it.
My world is not going to end if someone touches a necklace I’m wearing, but a bad reaction on my part may be incredibly destructive to a relationship. This is particularly the case at my workplace when I’m dealing with the public. I have one client who is particularly fascinated with anything shiny and I’ve learned that it’s much better for both of us if I take off a necklace to let her see it rather than waiting for inevitable attempts to touch it (we’ve had the “please don’t reach into my personal space” conversation to no avail; she’s apparently part magpie and must grab anything shiny). Cleansing the piece takes a lot less work than trying to explain to my supervisor why my teeth marks are clearly visible on the client’s hand and why I am foaming at the mouth.
Knowing your boundaries is always a good thing… and being able to handle the crossing of those boundaries in a non-destructive way is even better. It begins by clearly defining in your own mind where those limits are. I can’t expect someone else to respect my boundaries (spiritual or otherwise) if I can’t clearly state them myself. Granted that some boundaries may be more fluid than others or have exceptions to them, but knowing that there is fluidity or exceptions in advance can help us in coping with unwanted intrusions. Anticipating that there will be violations of personal spiritual boundaries and planning our reactions prior to the violation can go a long way toward avoiding simple situations escalating into something ugly and complicated.
*Handling spiritual items with destructive intent is a whole another story. That’s when the teeth and claws really do come out. I refuse to be nice to people who intentionally destroy anything that I claim as my own.