Imbolc Spring Report and the Year of the Earth Boar

I have preparied the Imbolc Report on what occured in North America on this day. I observed several divinations on this day both personal and general to what was happening in our world. I created a Brideog or Brighid Doll and gave a bed for Briganti to sleep in while I read her poetry all night. I lit seven candles and prepared one very special candle for her. A long candle stick, often referred to as a “legitimate candle of the dead” by old Santeros from Cuba. 


Candle Sticks are apparently the preffered offering for the Dead besides food. I first visited the cemetery I go to and left Oya a nice food offering for her and for Obbá and Yeguá the two Orishas who live inside the cemetery. The reason for this is because one of her festive days is Candlemas. So I asked her to reap all nasty energies. But I also asked her to bless me at the Market place with prosperity and abundance. 


This day is used to chase away the spirits of the dead and dark spirits of winter back to the Underworld. So I gave food at the Cemetery as an incentive for the departed and other more dark entities to leave willingly. I asked Oya to take on the task of chasing away the ones who wouldn’t leave of their own accord. I then made my way home. Once I lit every candle, I took a single large candle stick, placed it in a white basin with a little holy water (to snuff the candle out) and then I began taking shots with my phone. 


I do this as a form of spirit photography and Sciomancy. Sciomancy is Divination by shadows. The blessed candle will reveal things in the dark through the shadows and tell me the answers to my questions. The pictures revealed dark energies and what I can only describe as Shadow beings exposed by the candle. This had never happened before and I have tried to debunk it a few times by replicating the pictures in the same area with the same type of candle. 


The effect could not be replicated. Also, when the candle is snuffed out by the holy water, it’s always gentle. It never makes so much as a hissing noise. This time it made a large pop like a fire cracker. When I took our the left over candle wax to divine, it took on the form of a nasty creature. 
I didn’t bother to take a picture because it felt nasty.

I disposed of the wax and washed the basin out with more holy water. So far things were not looking good this year. Since then, more signs and omens started appearing even yesterday. That’s why it took me this long to post a blog on it. 
So let’s start with the Weather.

On the actual day of Imbolc Eve, it was very sunny and fair. Which of course is bad. Because that means winter will stay longer. I prayed and prayed for bad weather. The same day, the US was marshaling their forces all around Venezuela and I expected to hear of an invasion at any moment. 

But at Sunset when it officially became Imbolc, I felt tiny drops of cold water as a small, temporary, storm was taking place. It barely lasted a minute or two. But I gave a huge sigh of relief. It was enough to give me hope that winter might leave early this year. Not just so that the violence could stop, but so that the Polar Vortex that is afflicting parts of the country would leave.


People have already frozen to death and these poor animals are being afflicted as well. I wondered if colder weather would happen on Imbolc day. But on the actual day when I brought the Brighid Doll to a sacred pond to complete the festival, it was mostly sunny again. With only a little bit more cold rain drops falling at almost full dark. So, what does this mean? The omens state that it is the matter is inconclusive. 


I felt when doing these rituals that the forces of Spring and Winter are still at war with each other. And a clear winner has not been chosen. We know spring will eventually win. But that’s it. Spring might come early, or winter may stay longer.

Only time will tell. This is in line with what the Quimbanderos and Umbanderos have said in this year’s divination. They said that “Fire and Water, Neptune and Mars” would reign this year. A struggle between opposites. I felt that the storm wanted to manifest more.

But something was holding it back. The darker forces of the old year are still holding on. 
And fighting to remain here. That is why it is imperative that we all do whatever new year’s rituals and offerings there are to assure victory for the spring forces. Our collective prayers and offerings will decide whether the positive forces of change will win out or not.

We need to appeal to the Gods first and foremost and then ask them to empower the spirits of nature to give spring victory. When I mean spring and winter I am also speaking figuratively of Light and Dark, Good and Evil. We all need to get on board with helping the Light win this battle. Dark isn’t necessarily evil. But in this context,  based on the divinations, malevolent forces seem to be using the dark of winter to achieve an objective.

And this can have ramifications for us in the future. Better to do our best to prevent this now.
 Magic is only part of the solution though. We need to accompany faith with action. We need to make serious changes in our lives and do better.

 We need to love and be open to getting involved in the world around us. No more hiding in our own little worlds. The good news is, at least those rain drops happened at all. I fully expected the winter to be the clear winner. So we just might kick it’s ass anyway.

We are now living in the Year of the Earth Boar in the Chinese Zodiac. A very good Blogger I follow here on WordPress wrote a great article on this  :


https://ferrebeekeeper.wordpress.com/2019/02/04/the-year-of-the-earth-pig/


He has some good news for this year which is very welcomed at this point. Also, Hobiyee Nisg̱a’a New Year started this month. This refers to a holiday where the Elders of this First Nation look to the skies and divine. They use the Moon to see if we will have a prosperous or poor year. Let’s hope for a prosperous year.


Good night everyone. 

Full Moon August 03, 2020

How appropriate that the Sturgeon Full Moon August 03 is in the sign Aquarius. The symbol for Aquarius is the Water Bearer, symbolically and eternally giving life and spiritual food to the world. In my article you will learn the significance of this Full Moon. What impact will it have on your life? How to […]

Full Moon August 03, 2020

My Naming

So it’s official! I am getting named and wreathed on Saturday August the 8th at around 7:30pm.

So for those interested in attending let me know. But yes, Gods willing this will be done. And I can say good bye to my old life and hello to the new one. I will lay to rest the old year and begin a new on this (Hellenic) New Year, Ruled by Aphrodite and Herakles. I will finally be an initiated Greek Pagan.

All Praise the Theoi!

– M

 

 

 

Of Broken Dreams, and Longing for the Road

The book “On the Road” by Jean-Louis Lebris de Kérouac, alias Jack Kerouac

It’s kind of funny that a US Marine like Jack Kerouac, ended up being the pioneer of a rebel generation. And in essence a rebel movement like the Beat Movement. A movement that brought a left wing social revolution. With an emphasis on cultural transformation. So I have been doing a lot of thinking.

And have decided that it’s time for me to move on. Things aren’t working in this new house as I thought it would. I’m going to have to leave. Now, as much as I love to travel, I hate moving. The packing up of everything, needing to bust my hump off to move heavy furniture.

Just to carry all that shit again to another apartment, and having to unpack. Yeah it’s a pain. And I’m like a caretaker of places. Once I get familiar with an area and it’s spirits I’d rather not have to do this shit again. It feels like losing friends and family.

But I am not progressing here as I thought I would. And I started thinking about how much cheaper a trailer would be. Specifically I would want a Globetrotter trailer like the one from the tv series Grimm.

Off into nature

I wonder about going off grid. Well, going as off grid as a blogger would. Being in nature. Away from this shit hole we call “civilization”. I long for silence.

But whenever I do get it, I start missing human companionship. I guess what I really want is to be surrounded by good people. None of this negative shit all the time. Away from bills and predatory institutions (coughs* US Government). I don’t know what I want in life.

But I know I can’t find it here anymore. That’s why I have been silent. Sadly, it looks like I am going to have to do the Millennial thing and move in with my mom. Something I was hoping not to have to do. But, I haven’t had a single freaking client in months.

And short of begging for change under a bridge somewhere, I don’t have much of a choice. I have wondered about going on the road with someone. But I don’t know if I could handle taking my dogs with me. They take up a lot of my time. They’re my children.

I just want to run, screaming elsewhere. I remember in my MySpace days, there was this kid. His real name was Kevin, but his name there was “A Man of No Nation”. Man this kid lived. He traveled to Colombia and lived there for many years.

He was an English teacher. Spent time with paramilitaries and FARC rebels I think. He had such an amazing life. And I want that for myself. But I also know it comes at the cost of a sacrifice.

I think I am too cozy in urban areas. In convenience. Back then I was a hardened Socialist. Still am, but I feel like I failed my younger self. Like I am at a crossroads and at a mid life crisis.

If I could have revealed myself now to who I was back then he’d be horrified. He wanted to change the world. Start a Revolution, and get laid. Like all the time. If that’s too graphic for you I apologize.

Actually, no I don’t. This is my blog. Fuck you. I want to join the mile high club at the top of a mountain somewhere. With an Ak right next to me and a red flag on the other side.

I want to hide in an underground bunker with all the animals in the world. And genetically modified trees that can grow computers. And endless food that nourishes me, yet doesn’t make me fat. I want to join secret societies and have weird inside jokes with my pals. I want everything.

But I also want a stable place to come home to. So dear readers, what do you think I should do? In the old days, I’d just forget the world for a month or two. And get into hedonism. Not give a fuck about anyone or anything. Now? I have my fur children to worry about.

My mother to take care of because my little sister is living her dreams. And I’m the one who has to protect our mother. If I don’t who will? She once told me I was her staff that helped her walk. But I need a staff too. So many of our generation need it.

It would be nice to fuck like there’s no tommorow. And then wake up to realize there is a tommorow to wake up to. A new dawn where all the troubles melt away. Now wouldn’t that be something?

Random Links of the Day : Nature Addition

In the Last Random Links of the Day, I made it all about the Creepy and Strange. This time I wanted to balance it with something nice. So on this Random Links of the day, I wanted to show you all the slow return of nature (no matter how brief) to power. And the spirituality that many people take for granted. In this case, the Feng Shui of the House.

So I hope all of you will enjoy this edition of the Random Links of the Day. 

Research for buying A New Front Door for your House (Had to do this recently)


https://everydayoldhouse.com/considerations-buying-new-front-door/

The Proper Feng Shui for One’s Own Front Door

Take Care of the Feng Shui of Your Main Door

Fixing Feng Shui for the House


https://www.wofs.com/quick-easy-tips-for-fixer-uppers/

Oldest Houses in the World that are still standing

https://m.ranker.com/list/oldest-houses-in-the-world-still-standing/pierce-nahigyan


Nature Returns to Power!


https://amp-cnn-com.cdn.ampproject.org/v/s/amp.cnn.com/cnn/2020/05/09/us/blue-dragon-padre-island-national-seashore-trnd/index.html?amp_js_v=a3&amp_gsa=1&usqp=mq331AQFKAGwASA%3D#referrer=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.google.com&amp_tf=From%20%251%24s&ampshare=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.cnn.com%2F2020%2F05%2F09%2Fus%2Fblue-dragon-padre-island-national-seashore-trnd%2Findex.html

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https://youtu.be/7Msyjxn-7GM

When the Earth decided to hit back : Covid-19

https://gulfnews.com/opinion/op-eds/covid-19-when-the-earth-decided-to-hit-back-1.70798448

Earth continues to repair it’s Ozone Layer amid the Lockdown


https://www.hngn.com/articles/228678/20200402/due-global-lockdown-earths-ozone-layer-now-recovering.htm

Earth 2020 : Bad for humans, Great for the Earth!


https://globalnews.ca/news/6851572/earth-day-2020-coronavirus/

https://www.hindustantimes.com/coronavirus-crisis/earth-day-how-the-planet-healed-during-covid-19-lockdown/story-Rp7JnPzowHlfj6kIkH03BI.html

The Silver Lining in the Lockdown Cloud : We’re waking up to reality.


https://www.thehindu.com/sci-tech/energy-and-environment/the-earth-might-be-healing-during-the-covid-lockdown-but-what-happens-when-daily-routines-start-again/article31297046.ece

NASA Satellite Shows how much Cleaner China got during the lockdown

https://www.ibtimes.com/nasa-satellite-image-captures-effect-covid-19-lockdown-space-2933361

Did NASA actually find Parallel Universe? Or is it all just a Tabloid Headline? (The Actual Research is amazing non the less)

https://www.forbes.com/sites/jamiecartereurope/2020/05/21/has-nasa-found-a-parallel-universe-where-time-flows-backwards-the-truth-behind-the-headlines/amp/

This Mom made a Faerie Tale Garden on her own using things around the house


https://www.google.co.uk/amp/s/www.idealhome.co.uk/news/fairy-garden-ideas-248480/amp

Something to make you all laugh


https://twitter.com/SpiroAgnewGhost/status/1260742788250865664?s=19

The Wetland Wanderer, an amazing woman who fights for Florida to be cleaner and better. Watch episodes of her Podcast (Also look at other things from the Dogwood Alliance)


https://www.dogwoodalliance.org/our-work/wetland-forests-initiative/wetland-wanderer/

How Deforestation Actually Makes Pandemics worse (Forrests are a natural shield and barrier against such things)


https://www.dogwoodalliance.org/2020/05/deforestation-and-pandemics/

Protect Okefenokee Swamp!


https://www.dogwoodalliance.org/actions/protect-okefenokee/

Treasures of the South : The Hidden Treasures of South Florida


https://www.dogwoodalliance.org/our-work/wetland-forests-initiative/treasures-of-the-south/

How Florida’s Wetlands are a natural shield for disasters


https://www.dogwoodalliance.org/2020/05/americas-wetland-forests-our-communities-shelter-from-the-storms/

From Atlas Obscura some amazing things today

The House of Art (Kristeks House)


https://www.atlasobscura.com/places/kristeks-house

Another case of Nature Regenerating itself! Mount St. Helen is starting to become Green and Grow Flowers yet again


https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/see-mount-st-helens-40-year-comback-from-above

Secret Places in Hidden Spaces


https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/11-secret-spaces-hiding-in-famous-places

An Outback Art Gallery!


https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/painted-silos-outback-alfresco-art-gallery

Pictures of People in London under Quarantine


https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/photographs-from-quarantine-london
And finally, one of my favorite additions :


https://oshunschild.com/2013/05/20/connecting-to-the-elements-a-santeras-guide-to-london

The Green Dead

Abandoned Farm House Under the Milky Way (Reddit Group “Abandoned Porn”)

I’ve always wanted to write about this subject. It’s something I have only ever shared with one or two people. One of them being my Shaman. But yesterday I had a fascinating discussion with a Folklorist from England. On twitter he shared with all of us an image of a gothic cemetery from the Isle of Wight.

 

And then

 

So I posited this question

 

This turned into an interesting discussion where I shared some of my knowledge with him. And that led to an even greater sharing of knowledge.

What are the Green Dead?

In almost every culture, it was believed when you died, you didn’t go to a Heaven or Hell. What you went to was an alternate version of Earth. An Earth were the formless spirits on the other side of the veil dwelled. Now this is an almost Universal belief shared by cultures, most of which hadn’t always had contact with each other. Let me give you some examples.

In the folk religion of Japan’s Ryukyuan islands (interesting religion, especially for women). The Ancestors in that religion, the really Ancient Ancestors do live with the Kami (Gods) in either Heaven, Earth, or the Ocean. They specifically live in the “Ancient Age”. Let me stop right there. This also something common to many religions.

There was once a mystical era where the human and spirit world were the same dimension. The same multiverse. And for some reason it split into the physical multiverse and the spiritual multiverse. It’s believed humans back then were as divine as the Angels. Even Christians refer to this era as the Edenic Era.

They believe that Adam and Eve were immortal once. Similarly, the Aboriginal Nations in Australia speak of the Dreamtime, the era when the human and spirit worlds were one. But this era is so far away from our time that it’s become it’s own dimension. In Alaska that time is called the Taimmani by the Inuit people. It’s an interesting concept, but basically it isn’t just a time or era.

It’s a part of the human and spiritual world at the same time. A type of dimensional bridge or realm. Who knows what it is. But it is believed it’s a place so deep in both worlds that very few magic users ever reach it. I just wanted to take a small break to address that.

It’s fascinating that this period of time is talked about at length in many religions. Even if not specifically named. Some may even refer to it as mythic time. A time even more prehistoric than the dinosaur period (if it could be proven). Ancestors who aren’t primordial, but are still ancient live in the “Middle Age”.

All other relatives live in the “Present Age,” the Ages as you can see are also considered dimensions. Time and space is odd both here and on the other side. But basically, with the exception of the Primordial Ancestors, most ancestors and other relatives live on Earth and in nature. Present Age ancestors actually even live as house spirits for their relatives. House Spirits are normally nature entities.

But in many cultures, the dead co-habitat with the living as protectors. Or as spirits of the hearth and home. Such as (some) of the Lares of the Household in Roman religion. We see other examples. In African religions from the traditional Yoruba and Vodoun Faiths, the dead are a part of nature.

When I mentioned in my post “preparing for death” the Itutu Ceremony, I had mentioned that initiated Santeros or Yoruba practitioners always opt to be buried. Never cremated, because the body is food to nourish the Earth. Even in death, Nature plays a part. Even in Native American cultures, the dead were connected to nature. In fact in many faiths on Turtle Island, there is sometimes very little distinction between a non human entity and one who is human.

The Aztecs for example, believed dead warriors reincarnated as Hummingbirds. So the connection between nature and the dead is there. In fact, it was the prevalent world view for centuries. Only with the coming of Christianity did we see a spirit world that was mostly dark and gloomy. With everything being a fiery dark Hell or a fiery dark Purgatory.

And only in some occasions did we see a Heaven for ‘good’ souls. The Yoruba of Nigeria believe that the realm of humans is Earth. And that it is natural for our souls to be here and to want to reincarnate here. So it makes sense that the Dead are at least in some way connected to nature. Even in monotheistic religions, Adam and Eve were made from the dirt of the Earth.

In a sense we are all related to the fae. So perhaps our souls go back to it’s original form prior to whatever made us mortal in the first place. But then why are so many ghosts messed up then? Why do some go to a Hell and others to a Purgatory? And yet more to a Heaven?

I do have some theories, but nothing conclusive. But anyways I have introduced you to the general concept of the Green Dead. Or at least my personal concept of them. So now I am going to tell all of you a story. A story about a haunted house in the woods of a Southern State.

The Green House

I think it was an investigation that took place in Georgia or Alabama. But the truth is, it’s been so long that I no longer remember. This isn’t a creepy story at all. It’s a beautiful one. It’s what started my interest in studying the Green Dead. Once, I was part of a paranormal organization.

An alliance or coalition of various groups, known as the NPS. We used to have this facebook group. I have no idea if it’s still up. And different groups would share posts of evidence on there. They would post images of locations and information on them.

Well, this one group, decided to investigate a series of abandoned homes out in the sticks somewhere. Places overrun by nature in some cases. And there was this old house in the woods somewhere. And it had a green fungus in some parts. But there was something else about it.

Even in images, it exuded a powerful spiritual aura. It felt……Green. That’s the only way I can explain it. The energy was alive with earthly power. The power it radiated was alive and warm. There were dead people yes.

But goddamn, that power felt more alive than anything I ever felt before in my life. As a necromancer I am used to the dead. I feel their energy like nobody’s business. It’s usually cool or cold or damp. But I’m telling you that ghosts had never felt so alive before.

They seemed to be ghosts who radiated nature energy. And they had powers over nature too. I could feel that they had gifts, things that aid them to rule or control nature. There were other beings there too. Faeries and other Earth based entities.

But they seemed to be a mishmash of various groups living in concert with one another. And yes I use that word un-ironically : they Lived with one another. Now, because of this, different mediums and psychics had various opinions of what types of entities were living there. And the investigators themselves had said the presences they felt and experienced seemed off. And they asked a bunch of us psychically gifted people to look into the evidence they found.

I hadn’t expected to find too much more than had already been explained by others. Still, they decided to sequester us in various individual chats. They asked us to not talk to one another to keep it professional. And not to share our opinions on the forum. To try and stamp out cross contamination.

We all agreed on the terms. I don’t know how many were actually called on to do the remote viewing sessions or divinations. I have no idea the specifics of what the others said. I will only speak of what I saw myself. I saw that many spirits had inhabited that place.

Among them were ghosts, and various species of fae. They were all living in what appeared to be a commune made up of the spirits. It seemed that since the property was so long abandoned, entities of the land took over the house. And they shared it amongst each other. It was truly a beautiful sight to behold.

After telling them what I saw and felt, they had told me it made sense. Apparently half of the sensitives had said these were ghosts and the other half said they were fae. As far as I know I’m the only one who said both. But for the very first time (but certainly not the last) my concept of the spiritual world changed and was challenged. And from then on, I began to learn all that I could about the Green Dead.

And whether or not this had been explored before in ancient cultures. Later as I learned from such Folklorists as this man on twitter, it turns out that yes. The ancients have talked about this. That for instance the Celtic word Sidhe (pronounced “she”) a word for both faeries and the hills they often inhabit, is used in reference to the dead. Banshee for example, are women who died in child birth.

They arise from their graves to warn others of death. The word shee here is the same as the word Sidhe. In cases such as this, the dead are identified with a type of faerie or spirit of nature. Maybe another time I will revisit this. But for now, I think I shared more than enough of my theories and the folklore and experiences that shape them.

For you to get why I believe in and experience this type of dead. But remember, will-O’-the-wisps are supposedly a type of Faerie in the form of a ball of light. They’re called Ghost Lights. Maybe it’s for a reason. 

 

 

Malocchio

The ring of fire eclipse we just had on the New Moon in 2020.

Malocchio is Italian for “evil eye”. In Spanish we say “Mal de ojo” which is the same thing. An evil inflicted from a dark gaze. A gaze full of hate directed at someone usually due to jealousy. Now, this has nothing to do with an evil eye, or actually let me take it back.

It does, just not in the traditional way. Another family member has fallen dead. This time my cousin. Her daughter called me in the late hours of the morning to tell me her heart had apparently stopped due to a medication she took. When she and her stepfather found her, she was already purple in the face. After this, I decided enough was enough.

I have written to several of my masters, from my Hellenic Priest, to my Godmother in Santeria, to a Native American Shaman who helped train me. I am also going to consult a Babalawo from Nigeria. Something isn’t right here. Initially, my teachers had all said that I was looking for meaning in what appears as senseless deaths. But all of them are now checking in to see what’s happening.

Another sad reminder that whenever I allow myself to doubt my own instincts, I am always sadly proven right or partially right in the end. I knew something was off when my grandma died. But I didn’t let myself hear my internal voice. And before my cousin died, I saw strange visions.

 

A week before my cousin died, I saw visions of a statue of the Virgin of Guadalupe. Her image was in the skies, floating in a storm cloud. I saw this for a whole week but I just didn’t feel like going out to divine again. And find out what the hell was happening again. I just didn’t want to.

I’m a necromancer. I work with the dead all of the time. I know and accept that this is a gift. And I do cherish it because it has helped me prepare myself, my loved ones, and others for hard times. In a sense making it easier.

But what I wouldn’t do for the power to stop something from happening for once. So now, to the point, what does all of this have to do with the title? Well I decided to soothsay for myself. And what I got was that the ring of fire new moon was more than just a cthonic time. It was more than that. I was told about ancient times.

How the ancient cultures spoke of evil spirits coming in through new moons and especially eclipses. An eclipse is a sort of astrological death. What happened is a convergence of energy. The new moon combined with the eclipse. It was a very bad sign.

I knew this since I saw all the things that align together in my last post. But this was far worse than I knew. Since I was warned by St. Mary, I did a Spiritualist Mass and called on her and her Angels to speak. I was told to do a Mystical Christian cleansing. A white Christian and Curandero cleansing to remove the energy of death from myself and my family.

It feels as if all the nasties from the other side are coming out. Spirits who bring death and harm. I am going to do further research into the old taboos and what was considered a bad sign by the ancients. I’ll record it both here and in my books and notes. Here’s to hoping I might avoid problems for once.

I am hoping that in the future, if I add a deeper study of these bad signs and omens. Of these things we take for granted as the ramblings of “superstitious and primitive minds,”, of these “wives tales” as they are derogatorily called (because it implies women were not wise). If I can add this to my list of specialities maybe I can save people from harm and pain in the future.

In the meantime, I wrote all of this because all of you should be casting Oracles and protecting and warding yourselves as well. I get the feeling a lot more people will be experiencing untimely deaths soon. And do cleansings as well. And most importantly : when you get a bad feeling, don’t ignore it like I did. Follow your instincts.

– M

What? You’ve never seen a Sith Lord before?

So, I am writing this in jest. But fucking hell Cubans are annoying as hell (I should know, I am one). Actually most people are. But Cubans go out of their way to be extra nosy and annoying. So, my home is a Pagan Temple.

No, that’s not a joke or a metaphor. It is an actual Temple. I even consecrated it much the same way that Christians consecrate their own churches. I took the time to bless it for a week, ending with a final Pagan Mass of dedication with a food sacrifice on the grounds. When you open the door you’ll see altars everywhere.

I have a Hellenic altar on my refrigerator which has more than just Greek Gods actually. My Olympian altar is an altar for the Heavenly or Sky Gods. They all get along. My kitchen is a hearth altar which is also for nature. My one window has a whole mess of mini altars.

My entrance has a witch’s staff, a black bag for my Door Gods and spirits, a horse shoe with a cross, a shit ton of small crosses everywhere, and a picture of Tutankhamun. And that’s just the inside. Not mentioning the smaller idols in my garden outside. My Garabato (Santero conjuring staff), and a few other things. Plus all my tree altars.

My night stand has a primordial altar. And my book case with all my books which includes grimoires and my handwritten book of shadows is also where my altar for the dead is. A massive altar from top to bottom. Don’t even ask what I got in my closet. So this guy comes to install my new air conditioner.

Now, you’d think he would be polite and not stare. No, that mother fucker stared ALOT. It’s one of those things my community does that gets on my last damned nerves. They’re all a bunch of busy bodies, sticking their nose where it don’t belong. I’m sure this guy has a Catholic altar with dead saints and a dead crucified Jesus hanging on his wall somewhere.

But that’s not necromancy, that’s Christianity! But I have a skull on my altar for the dead. And that’s somehow more morbid than churches keeping body parts of dead saints. Or having an image of your own God being tortured to death on a cross.

Nah, I must be doing Satan worship. Well I guess I’ve been offering fruits, bread, and milk to El Diablo all this time and nobody warned me about it. Who knew the Devil liked Farmer’s Market? Go figure. So he stared at my altars the whole time he was in there. Stealing quick glances as if I were too stupid to see what he was doing.

Even my mother noticed when she came by to help clear stuff. I almost started jumping up and down pretending to speak in tongues. I wanted to see if I could trigger him all the way. Apparently even the landlord’s sister was staring at my stuff too. Which is funny because they’re both Romani folk witches.

As in Gypsies. And the inside of the main part of the house is a temple as well. But somehow my shit turns heads more? I don’t know. Thank God I keep my restraints and BDSM equipment hidden in the closet. They’d all have a stroke.

Maybe I should hang a portrait of Vladimir Lenin with a July 26 Flag near my door. Or a picture of Castro eating a bowl of black beans. Maybe that will calm everyone’s nerves down. No? Oh I know! I’ll wear a black hood and walk around in broad daylight chanting in Gregorian Latin! If they ask I’ll tell them I’m a monk. That way I can be creepy and it will be totally okay!

– M

A Fiery Ring of Darkness

Summanus, the Cthonic form of Jupiter, God of the Summer Solstice and of Nocturnal Thunderstorms. Protector of the Manes, the spirits of the dead

Tonight is Summer Solstice. I always give offerings to Lugh and Brighid even though technically Brighid is honored on Imbolc. I honor all of the Sun Gods and St. John the Baptist as well. But besides them I also honor Lord Summanus. The caption above provides most of the available information out there.

He is honored with round cakes or breads. I also partook in many of the Athenian Festivals with my Oikos for this day. I had to skip the dinner because I got stuck doing laundry. But I wanted to take time to let everyone know that tonight is a rare event. A New Moon that also has a Solar Eclipse.

https://www-cbsnews-com.cdn.ampproject.org/v/s/www.cbsnews.com/amp/news/how-to-watch-this-weekend-rare-solstice-ring-of-fire-solar-eclipse/?amp_js_v=a3&amp_gsa=1&usqp=mq331AQFKAGwASA%3D#aoh=15926051701200&referrer=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.google.com&amp_tf=From%20%251%24s&ampshare=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.cbsnews.com%2Fnews%2Fhow-to-watch-this-weekend-rare-solstice-ring-of-fire-solar-eclipse%2F

Now I am speaking of this because there’s something about this I don’t like. New Moons are already cthonic. A solar eclipse is similar to the death of a Sun God in many ways. And it’s happening on a Saturday which is also cthonic and at the begining of the Athenian New Year. Which is the death of an old year for me.

This feels like a cthonic pulse. A sort of dark pulse based on the energies of death or the dead. Usually I can ride these pulses well. But fuck, I feel like a massive wave of destruction has come to fuck me sideways at every turn. I have had trouble even doing my regular celebrations.

It’s also the Feast of Anpu (Anubis) visiting all the necropolis everywhere. And it’s also a Roman Rosalia which are also feasts of the dead. Add to that, that I am doing special prayers for my grandma and all my white altars are covered yeah. I hate 2020. I wish this year was a person I could sacrifice on an altar.

But anyways….everyone reading this, protect yourselves. Santeros do not go out at night when certain astrological events happen because the whole world turns into a thin place. Or liminal space, like Samhain when everything starts coming out of the veil. Women who are pregnant or on their period should be especially careful. As there are dozens of things that can happen.

Magical workings should be done very carefully as raw powers can be unleashed and things could go very wrong. So take the time to cast your circles and be extra protected. The article posted above has a time table for when it occures in Miami, Fl.

Offer to Summanus and Lugh and all Summer Solstice Gods cakes or bread that is round and looks like the sun. Ask for protection from all evil spirits. And maybe light a round, blessed candle indoors to keep yourselves safe from harm. And if you must go out, wear a protective amulet. It’s also a good time to venerate your Dead and Worship the Gods of the Dead.

Also we are in a Mercury and Venus and Juno Retrograde since a few days ago. Be sure to do Cthonic offerings for them.

 

Related Links 

Mercury Retrograde New Moon

https://paradisefoundsb.com/mercury-retrograde-new-moon-annular-solar-eclipse-summer-solstice-oh-my/ 

More on the Eclipse Retrograde and Solstice

Nhttps://paradisefoundsb.com/so-where-do-we-begin-new-moon-annular-solar-eclipse-summer-solstice/

 

 

– M

Tragedy & Peace

It seems no matter how much I try, darkness refuses to leave. Once more I lost a grandparent. This time on my Father’s side. My Grandmother. I was sleeping in for once, thinking I could catch up on rest.

Finally I get a knock on the door at 10am yesterday. It was my mother crying. She came to tell me my one living grandparent was no longer living. She’s gone too. My father had been preparing her breakfast.

She said,

“Oh son I feel so good today!”

We had visited her Sunday. She looked alright. Had been smiling and laughing with us. Not a single inkling that anything would happen. My Dad said he heard a loud bang and a scream.

He ran to her and found her on the floor saying,

“Hijo (son) I think I’m dying,”

There was no warning this time. It came out of the blue. They took her to the hospital and by 9 something she was gone. I needed some rest and asked my mother to leave so I could sleep a while. The truth is I was shell shocked.

I tried to sleep by ended up crying instead. Now I had no more grandparents. They’re all dead. And I ask to the Gods and to the spirits,

“How much longer must I endure? Why is this happening?”

I still haven’t been able to finish contacting my Grandpa’s friends to let them know he died of Covid 19. And now I have another loss in my life. She is being cremated and a funerary service will be made for her. The same day she died we went to my Dad’s house and cleaned out her closets and things. We’re giving it all to charity.

I also performed the proper rites and am doing Cthonic work for her to move with the ancestors. I was supposed to be named into the Greek Temple I study with this weekend. But after talking with my mentors, I have decided to observe a 13 day mourning period of purification. I am only working with my ancestors and cthonic deities. So that’s off.

But for now, I am helping my family both living and dead. 

 

 

IFA of the Year 2020-2021 from Nigeria

Cuban Bablawos do the “Letter of the Year” on the modern new year. But the traditional Yoruba new year happens from June the previous year to June the next year. And like the Cuban Letter of the Year, the IFA of the Year is divination done by the Priests of Orula. The great Orisha (Deity) of divination and magic. The creator of the occult science of IFA.

The way in which we not only understand destiny, but also change it for our own benefit. The following is what the divination for this new year says.

IFA OF THE YEAR 2020/2021