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For those who have missed it, a tourist in Hawaii decided it would be fun to chuck a rock (a BIG rock) at a monk seal. He missed, but he was captured on video, and when told it was illegal to interfere with them, said "I'm rich, I can pay the fine."
Is the best part that he got doxxed? No.
Is the best part that he got tracked down by a local and beaten? No.
Arrested on state at federal charges, looking at up to 5 years and 50K? Nope.
The best part is the local city council's reaction.
And the best part of that is the look on the attorney's face.
This manifestation technique is violent, and the effects are final.
About three years ago, when I told my elders that I want to make manifestation a bigger part of my practice, because it is safer than spellcasting, they said, “Well, your version of it is safe.”
This is theirs. Do if you dare.
Step 1: Lock yourself in the darkest room you can find.
Better to do it at night.
Make sure it is quiet, and you are undisturbed.
Stand up and keep your eyes open. Then...
Step 2: Imagine five versions of yourself in front of you.
Each is seated in their own chair: tied, blindfolded, gagged.
Perhaps the loving wife & mother is the first.
Maybe the successful lawyer is another.
And the billionaire celebrity is the third.
Think of two more.
Step 3: Ask yourself, “How do they make me feel?”
Which one makes you happy?
Which one do you pity?
Which one do you admire?
Your feelings might be gray. That is perfectly okay.
Take as long as you need.
Step 4: Pick a favorite.
Which is the you, you like the most?
Imagine yourself walking up to her.
Remove the rope that binds her. Take off her blindfold and her gag.
See yourself leading her to the door.
Witness her turning her back to you, and claiming her freedom.
Step 5: Kill the rest.
Imagine yourself holding a gun.
Now aim it at the head of the first spare.
Shoot.
Watch the blood pooling by her lifeless body.
One by one, do the same to the others.
Step 6: Close your eyes and breathe.
You have successfully manifested the future you, you want.
She is out there, walking her path.
Wait for her to find you.
Now that you've killed those who were holding her back... it won't take her long.
I made this painting of my partner as a Green Man on the one year anniversary of his Death; March 26. He introduced me to witchcraft and The Green Man. He grew up falling in love with the local woods. That was his home. I like to think a part of him is still there, running free and dancing to Mother Earth's song.
"I honor my pain because that pain is a reminder of how deeply I loved and was loved in return."
The first anniversary of my partner's death was March 26, 2025. As the day approached, I felt sadness visiting me more frequently. I've thou
I've been told again and again that my narrative needed to be told. I wondered why. Why my story instead of someone else's?
But I realized that's the wrong question. The question is; why NOT my story? In fact, why not everyone's story?
We all need to harness the power of our stories, to see the worth in the steps we've taken. Because others come after us, stumbling. They follow the same crooked paths, looking for sign posts, just as we did. And just as important, perhaps more important, is the power in the story that we are creating at this moment.
I realized this after my partner of 9 years committed suicide. I realized this after my heart broke and my identity -- my ego -- died with him, and I chose to continue on living. I realized nothing was holding me back from sharing my story. Because when the thing you've been most afraid of happening for 9 years actually happens, you find out that you were handed these cards for a reason, and that there is nothing left to fear after your worst fear has come to pass.
My partner's sudden and traumatic death on March 26, 2024 left me broken, but propelled my spiritual life forward at lightning speed. I've been a practicing Pagan and Witch for about 8 years, a path my partner helped me onto. Before that I was a devout Christian. And after my partner's death, I was introduced to the teachings of Eckhart Tolle, and his books 'The Power of Now' and 'A New Earth: Awakening Your Life's Purpose'. These books changed my perspective, perhaps even saved me from the same course of life my partner was on.
If this blog goes according to plan (which few things do), I will tell my story, touching on topics of death & grief, transitions & transformation, dreams & reality, gods, fear, faith, ancestors, and nature. This is just one narrative told through the lens of one being, but I believe others will see familiarity in these words as well. Hopefully this familiarity will go beyond into a deeper realm of oneness. Because we are not as separate as we perceive ourselves to be. We all struggle with the same themes in life. The details are different, but we are, deep down, the same. We are more than those struggles. We are more than our beliefs, more than the thoughts we think and the emotions we feel, more than our opinions, personality, achievements, and more than our stories. Without all those things, things we ultimately lose our hold on once death is upon us, what are we?
What we truly are underneath all that unnecessary noise is completely inseparable from Divinity. Jesus realized this about himself, and his life's mission was to spread that message to others. Psalm 82:6 “I said, ‘You are gods, and all of you are the sons of the Most High.'” The noise in our minds buries that truth in ceaseless thought. But we can choose to not identify with that noise and wake up our true self. Once you do, anything is possible.
We are all like a cauldron, churning with all the ingredients we need to create, symbols of infinite potential, symbols of transmogrification and magic. When aligned with our highest selves, we can manifest whatever life we want.
I've been told again and again that my narrative needed to be told. I wondered why. Why my story instead of someone else's?
I see it's been nearly a year since I've been active on this blog. The past year was a bit of a nightmare for me. My partner of nine years went through a horrendous mental health battle, and sadly, did not overcome it. On March 26, 2024, he ended his life in the house we bought together just two years prior. Dealing with losing him and the grief that swallowed after me has been the hardest thing I've ever done.
He's not gone; only his physical form is gone. The rest of him, the eternal part of him, remains. I made friends with Death some years ago, thanks to my partner actually. He taught me a lot, and was actually the one that helped me step fully onto the path of Witchcraft. I'll forever be proud of him, and grateful to have known him.
After his death, I had a powerful experience. I woke at 3 am to a breath-taking dissolution of my own ego. I felt as if I was floating, my skin tingling, the head warm and fuzzy. I felt all forms melt away, and everything became one within me. I felt as if I was capable of manifesting anything I wanted, yet I wanted for nothing. Because in that moment I saw that I am everything. It was a beautiful experience, and since then I set myself on another spiritual journey; to realize who and what I really am, and do whatever I can to help others do the same.
I started a website where I can explore these concepts. Death and grief, transition and transformation, consciousness, humanity's awakening, witchcraft, the Tarot, ancestors, and nature will be the main themes. If this appeals to you, I invite you to check it out at Cauldron-Churning.com
I'm sure at some point, like me, you were curious as to why we use the word "correspondences" when connecting physical things meant to represent, relate to, to nonphysical things. No? Just me? Well here are my notes about the topic, anyways!
What are correspondences?
In the context of theology, correspondence is "a relationship between two levels of existence".
The use of the term in this way was coined by Emanuel Swedenborg in his works Arcana Cœlestia (1749–1756), Heaven and Hell (1758) and other such works. Here is a quote from Swedenborg himself:
Though this idea wasn’t new, and neither was the word “correspondence”, Swedenborg coined the term to explain the relationship between the spiritual world and the material world.
Nothing can exist anywhere in the material world that does not have a correspondence with the spiritual world—because if it did, it would have no cause that would make it come into being and then allow it to continue in existence. Everything in the material world is an effect. The causes of all effects lie in the spiritual world, and the causes of those causes in turn (which are the purposes those causes serve) lie in a still deeper heaven.
(Secrets of Heaven #5711)
The idea that the material world and the spiritual world are linked came along before Swedenborg, however.
Swedenborg’s Law of Correspondence is similar to the “As above, so below” concept that you may see often in spiritual circles, which comes from the Hermetic text The Emerald Tablet; as well as the microcosm–macrocosm analogy; the idea that the human body is a microcosm—a small universe that mimics the macrocosm (or “great universe”).
Similar ideas can be found all throughout the world and in many cultures. (See also Sympathetic Magic, Synchronicity, and the Doctrine of Signatures.)
References and Further Reading
Swedenborg Foundation - Correspondences
Sacred Texts’ collection of Swedenborg’s works
(Please check out the other links throughout the post, too!)
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Happy Litha everyone! To mark the occasion, here's a collection of customs and rituals pertaining to Midsummer, taken from The Denham Tracts by Michael Denham (1846-59).
The Quarrel of Oberon and Titania by Sir Joseph Noel Paton (1849).
Midsummer Cushions
"This was a custom, used some seventy years ago at many places in the North of England ; but it, like almost every other of the innocent and pleasing customs and amusements of our fore-elders, is fast vanishing away, if it has not altogether done so. The young lads and lasses of the town or village having procured a cushion or, in accordance with local phraseology, a whishion, and covered it with calico, or silk of showy and attractive colour, proceeded to bedeck it with every variety of flower which they could procure out of their parents' and more wealthy neighbours' gardens, displaying them in such a manner so as to give it a most beautiful appearance. All this done, they placed themselves, with their cushion of Flora's choicest gems, in the most public place they conveniently could soliciting of every passer-by a trifling present of pence, which, in numerous cases, was liberally and cheerfully bestowed. A set form of words was made use of (in rhyme, I believe) when soliciting those gifts, the precise version of which I have never been able to obtain.
This custom prevailed from Midsummer Day to Magdalene Day, which latter has long been corrupted to 'Maudlin Day'."
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Wells
In Durham, the Lambton Well was used as a wishing well. A crooked pin along with a pebble on which is inscribed the initials of the 'wisher' is thrown into the well at Midsummer and the name of the 'wisher' is entered into a book. When the wish must be reversed, the name is erased from the book, and the pebble and pin are collected.
"Half a century ago it was in repute as a wishing well, and was one of the scenes dedicated to the usual festivities and superstitions of Midsummer Eve. A crooked pin (the usual tribute of the ' wishers ') may sometimes be still discovered, sparkling amongst the clear gravel of the bottom of its basin."
The Colwell, a little north of Hexham, the villagers used to dress their well with flowers, and in Erring Burn near Chollerton on or around 4th July (old Midsummer) -
"... great crowds of people used to assemble here from all the surrounding hamlets and villages. The scene has been described to me as resembling a fair, stalls for the sale of various refreshments being brought from a distance year by year at the summer solstice. The neighbouring slopes had been terraced, and seats formed for the convenience of pilgrims and visitors. One special object of female pilgrims was, I am informed, to pray at the well, or express a silent wish as they stood over it for the cure of barrenness. If the pilgrim's faith were sufficient, her wish at the Bore Well would be certain to be fulfilled within the twelve months."
Over in Monkton near Jarrow, the well of the Venerable Bede was said to have healing properties (as did the wells of Jesmond and Holystone), and children with any infirmities would offer a crooked pin and then be dipped into the well.
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Bonfires
Midsummer Night by Nikolai Astrup (1926).
Rev. Gr. R. Hall, quoted in The Denham Tracts, said:
"The fire festivals or bonfires of the summer solstice at the Old Mid- summer until recently were commemorated on Christenburg Crags [Cumbria] and elsewhere by leaping through and dancing round the fires, as those who have been present have told me..." The driving of cattle through the smoke of the need-fire, as a supposed preventative of murrain, and the carrying from farm to farm as quickly as men could ride the sacred self-lighted fire, made by two pieces of dry or rotted wood being rubbed together very quickly, has occurred at Birtley within the last thirty years ; and this forms one of the most recent survivals of the adoration once so generally rendered to the great orb of day and to the element of fire".
Rev. J. E. Elliot Bates, rector of Whalton (Northumberland) recorded a similar ritual:
"The bonfire ... was lighted a little to the north-east of the well at Whalton, and partly on the footpath, and people danced round it and jumped through it. That was never interrupted."
