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Photo by Oblivion Corner. Paris Metro station // Liminal doorway // Early 2000s
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You once walked here too
highway to heaven
(not my photo)
Crossroader Invocation
As magic-workers, it can be good to do some work on occasion to specifically reinforce the consciousness of our liminality. This is true even (and perhaps especially) if we work with the Gods or spirits of the Crossroads regularly. This reinforcement helps us to remember that we are ourselves beings of great power. It is easy to lose sight of this truth, and so walk into traps that we need not fall into.
The procedure is simple. Go to a place of your choosing with simple offerings, and if possible, draw a line or cross in the earth, perhaps with cornmeal (thus combining the drawing with an offering), or lay something like a stick or cord on the ground. Stand so one foot is on either side of the line or cross. I like to find natural thresholds for this one, whenever possible. The invocation is simple and can be spoken as many times as you see fit.
Powers of the Threshold Spirits of Doors, Gates, and Crossroads I am of your kind. I am rooted in the Present With my left hand I touch the Past With my right hand I touch the Future. I stand at the Crossroads and I am That. I am the Shape-shifter I am the Change-maker I am the Still-point. I am That Which Walks Between the Worlds The Shuttle of the Loom of Fate. I stand at the Crossroads and I am That. I see beyond the veils My vision is unclouded Clear-eyed witness. I am the End of Delusion I walk through its ruins I gaze upon beauty. I stand at the Crossroads and I am That.
- Excerpt from Weaving Fate by Aidan Wachter