She Continues
It’s a day that many would call “dreary.” It’s cold-ish, drizzling, with overcast light gray skies. The trees are bare of leaves or are busy casting off their summer dress. There’s a slight breeze, but I can know what a stiff wind through this would be like. It’s otherwise rather still and quiet. Partly, that’s […] … Continue reading…Faerie Day
I wrote this post a little while back, but I held off on sharing it because the experiences pointed me to a particular experiment to perform, and I wanted to do that operation first before sharing the post. Then, “Black Seas of Infinity” came to me as I was reading through The Brazen Vessel, and […] … Continue reading…Force Majeure
So, I’ve had some bad dreams of late. Well, they weren’t that bad. They might count as “nightmares,” but they’ve wound up arousing my curiosity more. It’s not even the content of the dreams that gets my attention so much as the perspective-driven mechanisms I’m seeing coming through them. Trigger warning, though: suggestions of abduction, […] … Continue reading…Bedknobs & Dreamscapes
It was a busy October, and it’s been a busy first third of November. Lots of magic going on. Lots of spirit contact going on. In the lead up to Halloween, I had more, and more explicit, synchronicities happen to me than at any other point in my life thus far. These synchronicities have resulted […] … Continue reading…Retrogrades, Gentleness, Participation
My grandmother died back in 2004. I was poor, lived elsewhere in the state, wasn’t even in grad school yet. I also didn’t do the funeral at the time because the family drama between her sons and daughters was intense and stupid and infuriating. It’s her house that I’ve dreamt of often over the years, […] … Continue reading…Cemetery Day
So, it is in all this that I was lying on the floor. I was stretching after one such walk where the crows wanted to show me a spot to check out and talk to the tree there. I lay there, pondering ka as relating to one’s ancestral “energy.” And after one particular stretch, I suddenly had a flash of lying in a dark place, many arms and hands holding me back, restraining me. Not foreign, unknown arms— … Continue reading…Forest of the Dead, Forest of Stories
I think I finally reached a certain threshold with my dream work. Though I can lament how long it took me to get to this point, I also appreciate that I’m now recognizing both how consistent and how persistent my dream activities have been. I wonder how to move beyond where I’ve managed to go thus far and what I’ve managed to do. And, I can imagine, depending on where your dream practice may be, that you might begin to notice your own dreaming experience of the spirit side of your life and your locality—your own recurring locales and motifs. … Continue reading…Dream Land
I have an operation coming up that is one-part astrological talisman, one-part spirit fetish, and one-part pulling Stuff from the Depths closer to my incarnate life here on the skin of the world. The impetus for this project emerges out of working with the decans and, after a point, very specific things that started to […] … Continue reading…Properties & Sympathies
In which I review Jinn Sorcery, talk about Paul Weston, and the hyperdimensional everything … Continue reading…Clear & Bright: Jinn Sorcery, Paul Weston, & the Hyperthick
In Timothy Knab’s A War of Witches, dreaming plays a central role, though I imagine it can seem peripheral and atmospheric for most westerners on a first read. A kind of memoir of Knab’s time as an anthropologist in rural Mexico, the book represents Knab’s seemingly incidental apprenticeship under two curanderos and the version of […] … Continue reading…Dreaming Cities