Category: journeying

Time Warp

One of the first books on magic I remember reading when I was a baby practitioner was Donald Michael Kraig’s Modern Magick, and it got more attention from me at the time than a lot of things. It’s primarily a book going into Golden Dawn style magic and adjacent territories. However, the part that stuck […] … Continue reading…Time Warp

Out of the Silence

So, I’ve been doing a lot of star magic of late. I’m not making (astrological) talismans, though I’ve played with those in the past. No, this current spate of experimentation began with Gordon White’s “[Lunar] Mansion Game” for Q2 2019. I suspect Gordon looked at the space weather for June through August and decided, fuckit. […] … Continue reading…Out of the Silence

Forest of the Dead, Forest of Stories

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

Dream Land

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

Spirited

Codices It was the “supermoon” of 2017, or at least the visible supermoon of 2017 for where I lived the other night, and compared to many full moons of the last year, this one wound up being far more involved. Sabbatic revelry was the first order of business, but as I chatted with the Devil, […] … Continue reading…Spirited

Details

When I was younger, though I still do this, I would be riding in the car past trees and wooded areas, and I would see-imagine myself running dashing through the woods at breakneck speed, a daughter of the woods. And I would look out at the woods in the dark of the night, the wind […] … Continue reading…Details