She Continues
My experience of Black Mother has tended to knock me down, pull me down, feel overwhelming. Calling Black Mother also triggered one of my first possessory trances, though I feel these trances have mostly been light ones. In appearance, Black Mother resembled a very attractive woman, an actress who caught my attention a while back, but Black […] … Continue reading…The Guardians: Part Four: Black Mother and Heaven Shiner
I rited last night for Samhain. Lots of anxiety about [work], pay checks, and more. This hindered me last night—along with ________’s scheming. It’s cold this morning, so I am indoors—and not getting my usual outdoor morning chill-time on a Saturday. Nonetheless, WM asked me what I saw in the waters, and I saw the […] … Continue reading…Samhain, Wholeness, Truth
As I think about ôl-vala and the Otherworlds, it occurs to me that the spatial metaphors we’ve built up are limited flaws. Beyond the “here” and “there” issue, calling the Otherworlds is often visualized as pulling forces, elthil, whatever from someplace, along a path, and “here.” However, that’s still in the flawed spatial metaphor. Now, […] … Continue reading…Spatial Metaphors, Sounds, Kala Rite, Sacred Spaces
My automatic writing exercise went a bit differently than I expected, but I find the results interesting. I find myself anxious in the mornings because [elements of work] seems often capriciously incompetent. Her [M/C] use of “shoal” strikes me as interesting, but it makes a certain sense. The waters reflect all we could be or […] … Continue reading…Rambling Self-Reflection, Aurics
The trance last night took some time to get into, and the “seizures” and convulsions and other effects,—trouble focusing my vision, closing and clutching my eyes, clutching my head,—I think that has to do with reconciling the split perceptions, visual and kinesthetic, in particular—we’re still figuring out how to bridge, but we want it. I […] … Continue reading…Communing, Bridging, Automatic Writing
That projection of vividly imagined—things, sights, sounds, sensations, is something everyone suggests as starting point or as kick-starter to magic. Thorn does so. So do others. I’ve found myself wondering about my disbelief and others’, and what I think happens—with worry about whether or not I’m being paid on the first, this revisits old anxieties […] … Continue reading…Counter ôl-vala, Rites, Chakra Notes, Bridging
We went walking last night in the dark at the park, and it was good for the most part—cool, breezy, amongst the trees in the dark—it was a kind of exploration none of us have done lately, since we went along Saerien and into the wilder parts of the trail. I have otherwise been generating […] … Continue reading…Night, Practice, Trance
K and I looked through he Otherworld through [Elethis] last night—the woods seemed fractal at times, as if I were looking at the same tree & ground around it, with Elethis in the distance. At others, I could pause and try to see more detail, acclimate to the world much as Dunn suggests. Bruce Lee’s […] … Continue reading…Hardening, Softening, Desire, Anger
Elaith—it doesn’t seem quite right—the “tower”—elaith-tir maybe? Hurur, Lies, these include the shells of identity that cling to us and which trick us into seeing them as true expressions or egos of self. Self-identification, especially reified, commodified selfhood. They come from without, imposed upon you and accepted—or they’re shells we fashion and adopt defensively or […] … Continue reading…Hurur, Charting a Path, and Considering Silent Goddesses