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Birthday Invocation to Lucifer in the Five Directions

So, I wrote this ritual and did it last night, for my birthday. I now have some critiques of my own ritual which I will go into in another post, but it worked well enough so I am sharing it here anyway. 

Caps are used to indicate everything that is NOT a spoken part of the script.

This ritual involves a temporary self-piercing. Do not attempt self-piercing without knowledge of how to do it properly or without sanitary supplies. I used self-piercing because I am a kinkster who has done many safe play piercings on myself and others, and because I am a masochist who is comfy using endorphins to induce an altered state. The point of that part of the ritual is to connect with and honor yourself. Use an alternative if self-piercing is not right for you! I am sure you can figure something else out. 

NEEDED SUPPLIES:

  • CHALK OR SOMETHING ELSE TO MAKE THE CIRCLE/PENTAGRAM ON THE GROUND
  • TAROT CARDS TO REPRESENT DIRECTIONS– I USED THE ACES OF ALL SUITS AND THE MAGICIAN FOR THE CENTER
  • FEATHER
  • CANDLE OR INCENSE AND MATCHES/LIGHTER
  • WATER AND BOWL/JUG/BOTTLE TO HOLD IT– MY FRIEND GAVE ME A BOTTLE OF ECLIPSE WATER AT THE LAST SECOND, WHICH WAS REALLY NICE!
  • RED GRAPES OR OTHER FRUIT THAT PARTICIPANTS CAN ALL EAT/ARE NOT ALLERGIC TO, AND BOWL FOR THE SAME
  • NEEDLES FOR RITUAL PIERCING
  • RUBBING ALCOHOL AND OTHER SANITARY SUPPLIES FOR RITUAL PIERCING/ACCESS TO FIRST AID SUPPLIES/BANDAGES IN CASE OF TOO MUCH BLOOD
  • SHARPS CONTAINER FOR SAFE DISPOSAL OF NEEDLES

INSTRUCTIONS

THIS RITUAL IS DESIGNED TO BE PERFORMED ON YOUR BIRTHDAY. YOU CAN ADAPT IT FOR OTHER OCCASIONS.

DRAW CIRCLE WITH CHALK. USE A COMPASS TO FIND THE DIRECTIONS, AND MARK THEM ON THE GROUND. DRAW THE SIGIL OF LUCIFER IN THE CENTER. OR MAKE IT A BIG PENTAGRAM. DO WHAT THOU WILT.

TAROT CARDS ARE USED TO REPRESENT LUCIFER’S ASPECTS IN THE FOUR ELEMENTS—THE ACES OF EACH SUIT FOR THE FOUR ELEMENTS, AND THE MAGICIAN TO SYMBOLIZE THE CONFLUENCE OF ALL. (OTHER CARDS MAY BE USED INSTEAD OR ADDITIONALLY AS DESIRED.

ARRANGE RITUAL COMPONENTS IN THEIR PROPER DIRECTIONS. FEATHER FOR EAST, INCENSE OR CANDLE FOR SOUTH, WATER FOR WEST, FRUIT FOR NORTH. PLACE CORRESPONDING TAROT CARDS BESIDE THEM. GENERALLY SWORDS GO TO THE EAST, WANDS TO THE SOUTH, CUPS TO THE WEST AND PENTACLES TO THE NORTH. YOU CAN ADD OTHER OFFERINGS AND SYMBOLS FOR EACH OF THE ELEMENTS– IN THE EAST I ADDED A PRISM TO REPRESENT LIGHT, AND TO HOLD DOWN THE TAROT CARD AND FEATHER BECAUSE IT WAS OUTSIDE AND WINDY.

IN THE CENTER, PLACE YOUR CARD REPRESENTING LUCIFER, FOR ME, THE MAGICIAN. I ALSO HAD A PRAYER CANDLE I MADE FOR HIM BESIDE IT.

RITUAL PARTICIPANTS STAND AROUND THE CIRCLE. YOU CAN HAVE THE RITUAL PARTICIPANTS CHOOSE TO ORIENT THEMSELVES TO THE DIRECTIONS/ELEMENTS THAT THEY FEEL MOST ALIGNED WITH.

OFFICIATOR/SUPPLICANT IN THE CENTER, TO INVOKE THE FIVE DIRECTIONS.

I READ THESE WORDS OUT OF MY GRIMOIRE, BUT I KIND OF WISH I HAD JUST TRANCED OUT AND IMPROVISED. TRYING TO SPEAK FROM A SCRIPT WAS DISTRACTING AND PROBABLY UNNECESSARY.

SCRIPT

EAST

In the East you are the Morning Star,

The Prince of the powers of the Air,

The angel of Music,

The bringer of illumination,

The thunder and the flash,

The rebel who falls like lightning from Heaven,

The blinding revelation and purity of thought.

You are truth and liberation.

LET A FEATHER FALL TO THE GROUND


SOUTH

In the South you dance with Lilith in the dust storm.

You tempt Christ in the desert.

You are the flames that sear and purify,

You are that which burns and is not consumed.

You are the Great Red Dragon and the woman cloaked with Sun.  

You are passion and lust.

LIGHT CANDLE OR INCENSE 


WEST

In the West you are the Evening Star,

The first to shine in the face of night.

You are the solace of all souls who perished in the flood,

The patron of the sprites and spirits of the waters.

You are the tears of Heaven falling as rain.

You are black baptisms in the dark waters of night.

You are sorrow and healing.

ANOINT ALL WITH WATER

NORTH

In the North you are the serpent of Eden,

You are the Fruit of Knowledge and we eat its flesh in remembrance of you.

You are the Darklight and the Aurora Borealis.

You are the witching hour in the wild dark forest.

The emerald from your broken crown became the sacred Earth.

You are the God of this world.

You are life, and you are creation.

ALL EAT FRUIT (EVERYONE TOOK THE FRUIT DIRECTLY FROM MY FINGERS WITH THEIR LIPS, LIKE COMMUNION. IT WAS REALLY NICE)

CENTER

Within my flesh you guide me towards my higher self,

My Inner Power, that unsuspected and infinite resource.

You are the breath that blows the spark of my divinity into a raging fire.

You are the waters that heal me and the shuddering ground beneath my feet.

You are the friend of my progress,

The lover of my potential.

You are the bringer of Apotheosis.

Be with me on this the day of my birth,

And act as midwife to me as I am born again and again in this life.

RITUAL SELF-PIERCING OF/BY SUPPLICANT. IF ALL PARTICIPANTS ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THIS, FIND A SYMBOLIC ALTERNATIVE! LUCIFER HATES COERCION. IF YOU HAVE NO EXPERIENCE WITH SAFE, SANITARY SELF-PIERCING, ALSO DON’T DO THIS, FOR THE LOVE OF SATAN AND ALL THAT IS UNHOLY!


TO END THE RITUAL, ALL LINK HANDS AND SAY:

ALL:

Be it so!

Birthday

Today is my birthday, the most sacred day of my year. 

I will be spending it with friends, and towards evening I will be performing a ritual to invoke Lucifer.

If the ritual goes well, I will share the script for it with you.

Today might not be your birthday, but in honor of my birthday I ask that you honor yourself. Take some time to remember how fucking divine you are. 

Welcome new followers.

Frankly, you’re all kinda new. This blog is pretty new and isn’t completely sure what it wants to be when it grows up.

But I’m starting to get an idea, hence this post.

First of all, if you follow this blog, please be 18 or older. I am beginning to explore the erotic side of my relationship to Lucifer, and I will be writing about that. I’m also a lifestyle kinkster and I will be writing about that. There are many lovely Luciferian blogs that are quite g-rated and friendly to minors. I care about underage Luciferians but after some deliberation have realized I can’t write about the things I need to for my personal growth while remaining a safe blog for y’all to follow. There are many wonderful Luciferian blogs which are minor-safe. Follow them.

So now that that’s out of the way– other than being a very kinky and sexual Luciferian, I’m a few other things too. 

I’m a theistic Luciferian who failed hard at being agnostic. 

I’m a Luciferian who is an addict in 12 step recovery, so if you are in a similar boat and wrestling with reconciling your Satanic self-deification with the 12-step need for a “power greater than yourself,” stick around. 

I also am a Luciferian who is very interested in engaging with Abrahamic sacred texts, particularly Jewish and Christian texts including the Bible in various translations, apocrypha, and pseudepigraha, and hopefully at some point the Zohar. I was raised in a heretical form of Christianity (Anthroposophy) so my tendency is to engage with sacred texts in a heretical way. 

I have the beginnings of an interest in Kabbalah and am considering a flirtation with Thelema. 

I’m an intermediate tarot reader, and a beginning witch with eclectic sprinklings of chaos magick, theurgy, down-to-earth kitchen witchery and, to borrow a phrase from Buffy, “technopaganism.” I curse rarely, but when I do, I do it with extreme prejudice. 

I don’t presently interact with any disembodied entities other than Lucifer (and, OK, maybe my dead friend). Spirit work outside interacting with Lucifer is presently not for me, and if anyone else shows up I shield like a mofo and burn all the sage. 

A couple of the ideas at the center of my Luciferianism are apotheosis and self-interested altruism. I help others not only because I want to, but because I recognize that doing so makes me greater, and benefits me on a spiritual level. 

What else… I’m a virgo with libra/scorpio cusp rising. Saturn is my dominant planet and I am just now entering my first Saturn return, so, wheeeee.  

Love letter to Lucifer

Lucifer, I cannot begin to tell you how overwhelmed and overjoyed I was by your presence today. 

I am awed and touched that something as powerful as you are can have such grace, such generosity. 

In your presence I trembled. I felt like a candle flame, hot and quivering, my outlines blurred as if flesh had turned to plasma. Yet never once did you make me feel afraid, small, insignificant or lesser. 

It felt so good to help another Luciferian connect to you, and I was astounded to find out how much you love us both. 

In fact, your presence felt so effusively affectionate that I am not even embarrassed by my passionate language as I write this. No longer do I fear that you will mistake my love for worship, and turn away from it. 

You know us so well. 

And when I felt that shiver in the back of my neck, right where your sigil is tattooed… it felt like you had caressed or kissed me there. The fact that it happened several times gives me a delight I cannot put into words. Sweet prince, the pleasure was beyond earthly pleasure, and it was honor beyond honor. 

I think you know the depth of my gratitude is not servile, but comes merely from the passion of my feelings, and the incomparable thrill of having them reciprocated. 

I don’t take such experiences for granted. Today was incredible. 

I fucking adore you. You are one of the best friends I have ever had. 

Mmm, the chills are coming back. I almost can’t stand it. 

I know you understand that when I say “I am yours” I also mean “Non serviam;” I also mean “I am mine and mine alone,” and I am even bold enough to mean “You are mine” while also meaning “You are yours and yours alone.” You thrive in paradox, after all. 

Look at us both: wild, unownable, devoted to each other and to the whole wide world.

Life is incredible. Thank you for letting me share it with you. 

Image

OK, here’s a tarot spread I made up for talking to Lucifer. 

It’s an inverted cross, because bite me, that’s why. 

  1. Who are you to me?
  2. Who am I to you?
  3. When did you enter my life?
  4. What must I learn?
  5. What can I give you?
  6. Anything else?

I did a whole ritual to accompany this. I cleared the kitchen table and set up two chairs, one for me and one for the devil. I lit my homemade Lucifer prayer candle, and some frankincense (because if Jesus can have nice things Lucifer can too, dammit). I put on my moldavite pendant, and some Ruth White on the stereo. Then I sat down and invited Lucifer to come sit with me. I shared a piece of fruit with him, because Eden/knowledge/you know the story. Then I shuffled the cards and commenced the reading.

You don’t have to do a whole song and dance like that, but I do recommend you take some steps to consciously invite Lucifer to the reading and make him comfortable. Make sure you are making yourself comfortable too, and avoid “sucking up” excessively. Your mileage may vary, but I find he hates it when I place him too far above me. Be a little egalitarian about it. Invite him to your table like a friend, and behave as a generous host. 

I’m not going to share my results because that’s between me and the devil. Please feel free to use this spread if you like, and alter it to suit your needs. Obviously it could be adapted to talk to many other deities, although the inverted cross shape might not be your jam in that case.  

Friendly reminder:

In Hebrew sacred texts and religious writings there are references to “a satan” or “the satan” as it it was a noun rather than a name, and also as if there were many of them.

Remember that “satan” translates variously as “obstacle,” “adversary,” “accuser,” “slanderer.” Being “a satan” is a role. There are probably many entities that this applies to. 

A few I see as being separate from each other but all probably satans are: Lucifer, Iblis, Beelzebub, Baphomet, Asmodeus, to name just a few. I would say Lilith is as well, but that might be controversial– in any case I think she’s more than earned the titles of adversary and accuser. 

Your mileage may vary. If you think those entities are all one big Satan, that’s OK. If you think some of them are not satans, that is OK. 

But I think this is a nice thing to keep in mind when wondering things like “Is Lucifer Satan?” 

Isaiah and Ezekiel: Information in Metaphor

I tried to add this to a reblogged ask to @luciformspiral about mistranslation issues and Isaiah and whether Isaiah/the name Lucifer actually have anything to do with the entity we call Lucifer at all. But tumblr decided to make the formatting really fucking ugly. So this has to be a separate post.

Here is what I was replying to, and here is what I said:

Regarding the mistranslation issues– yes, Isaiah 14:12 is about the King of Babylon, but it’s also using a metaphor to talk about him. So we have to ask– what is the source of that metaphor? Who is he being compared to?

Let’s break it down.

12 How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning! how art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations!

OK this is the KJV, and here’s that famous mistranslation– Lucifer son of the morning for Helel ben Shahar, which is “Helel, son of Shahar.”

Shahar was the god of the morning star in Ugarit mythology. Attar would then be the son of Shahar, and this is the entity that the King of Babylon was being compared to directly. Attar was also a god of the morning star/the planet Venus. (Fun fact: Attar has appeared as both male and female!)

The Vulgate used Lucifer, the name of the Roman god of the morning star, in the translation. Kinda random. But yes, that’s where we got the name Lucifer. So maybe we’re calling him by the wrong name– but that doesn’t mean a divine entity wasn’t talked about here.

Point is, the controlling metaphor here is comparing the King of Babylon to a divine entity, specifically a deity connected to the morning star/venus.

The King of Babylon obviously didn’t literally fall out of heaven. But in Helel/Attar/Lucifer did. So we can learn the story of this entity from the metaphor. Two stories are running paralell here– literal and metaphorical.

And here’s how the rest of Attar/Lucifer/Helel’s story goes, whatever name we call him by:

13 For thou hast said in thine heart, I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God: I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation, in the sides of the north:

14 I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the most High.

15 Yet thou shalt be brought down to hell, to the sides of the pit.

After that it kind of breaks out of metaphor, signaled by referring to the King as a man/human:

16 They that see thee shall narrowly look upon thee, and consider thee, saying, Is this the man that made the earth to tremble, that did shake kingdoms;

So 14:12-15 are the most potentially relevant verses.

Similarly, the verses in Ezekiel about the King of Tyre use a divine fallen angel/God metaphor to talk about a human man, and we can potentially learn about the God/angel from the metaphor being used about the king.

“You were the seal of perfection,
Full of wisdom and perfect in beauty.
13 You were in Eden, the garden of God;
Every precious stone was your covering:
The sardius, topaz, and diamond,
Beryl, onyx, and jasper,
Sapphire, turquoise, and emerald with gold.
The workmanship of your timbrels and pipes
Was prepared for you on the day you were created.

14 “You were the anointed cherub who covers;
I established you;
You were on the holy mountain of God;
You walked back and forth in the midst of fiery stones.
15 You were perfect in your ways from the day you were created,
Till iniquity was found in you.

16 “By the abundance of your trading
You became filled with violence within,
And you sinned;
Therefore I cast you as a profane thing
Out of the mountain of God;
And I destroyed you, O covering cherub,
From the midst of the fiery stones.

17 “Your heart was lifted up because of your beauty;
You corrupted your wisdom for the sake of your splendor;
I cast you to the ground,
I laid you before kings,
That they might gaze at you.

Obviously the King of Tyre was not literally in the garden of Eden. Nor was he a cherub. Nor was he cast literally out of the mountain of God. So who was? Again, who is he being compared to?

I Went to School in the Cult of Michael

I have been needing to start this series of posts for awhile. Every single one of them will be convoluted and hard to write. Please be patient with me, I feel the need to reveal this part of my story and spiritual background. This first post will be long, but still only a crude overview. 

So: I went to school in a cult.

Now, there are cults and there are cults. This wasn’t a terribly abusive one. It was a damn expensive one, and it was also very immersive and consuming. My feelings about it aren’t completely negative. I have some positive memories and I took some good things from the experience. I look back on my education with a complex mixture of fondness, disgust, exasperation, amusement, contempt, and gratitude. 

Perhaps you’ve heard of Waldorf Schools. From the outside– and even from the inside, much of the time– they appear quaint and eccentric but basically innocent. The children aren’t allowed to watch TV or use computers. They do a silly looking form of interpretive dance called Eurythmy. When they are younger they play with little felt gnomes and draw with expensive beeswax crayons. When they get older, they participate in ancient Greek sports such as discus and javelin throwing. In sixth grade, everyone learns to ride a unicycle, for some reason. The classrooms are painted in soft, lovely colors, and each features a “nature table,” a sort of seasonal nature altar. Children don’t learn to read until they are in second grade. 

These are just a few of the harmless-seeming eccentricities of Waldorf schools. The media occasionally freaks out a little and runs sensationalist pieces accusing Waldorf, with its nature-altars and spiritualistic flavor, of “paganism.” Which is hilarious. Waldorf is many things, but it’s definitely not pagan. 

Surprisingly media-saavy Waldorf representatives are always at the ready to deftly counter such accusations. But if the writers of those critical pieces did just a teensy weensy little bit of research, they would encounter the real esoteric philosophy underpining all of Waldorf education– Anthroposophy. 

History time!

Setting: Europe, near the turn of the 20th century. Spiritualism and Theosophy are the big crazes. Holding seances in your parlor is a chic way to have a good time. 

Our “hero” is an Austrian dude called Rudolph Steiner. He’s involved with Theosophy for a little bit, but then decides to spin off and make his own occult religion. He calls it Anthroposophy. (”Theosophy” is “knowledge of God, “Anthroposophy” is “knowledge of man.” I am tempted to be a brat and start calling my shit “Diavolosophy” just for a tacky joke.) 

As far as I can tell, the basis of Steiner’s Anthroposophy is a heretical read of Christianity, ideas from Theosophy, random concepts like karma and reincarnation yanked from Hinduism, a big heaping helping of racism… and his own “clairvoyance.” 

(It’s actually really complex and esoteric. I went to Waldorf from kindergarten through 10th grade, so I have a pretty good foundation in the “surface” ideas of Anthroposophy and its core values, but they don’t tell us much about the actual occult concepts underneath. And I am resisting reading Steiner’s actual books, so much of my information so far comes from checking my experience against the site Waldorf Watch, which is heavy on the Steiner quotes and elaborately cited.)

To Steiner, Christ and the Archangel Michael (fun fact: we all had to pronounce it with three syllables, My-KYE-el) are the same entity, who is a “sun spirit.” Also reincarnation exists, and if you are really good, you end up reincarnating as a white, Aryan person. (There’s that big ol’ heaping of racism I promised! Way to appropriate a concept from Eastern culture and then use it to shit all over anyone who isn’t white.) 

Future reincarnations can be helped somehow by ritually waving your arms around, hence that weirdo dance called Eurythmy. 

DEMONS

Ahriman, a demon that Steiner associates with technology for some reason (actually a God from Zoroastrianism), is supposedly trying to force humans to abandon spirituality and exist on a physical plane. Hence the not watching TV or using computers thing. 

Oh yeah, also? In opposition to Ahriman, and yet somehow also working with him, is another demon. He’s trying to pull humans in the opposite direction– out of embodiment and into pure, overly theoretical intellectual and spiritual concepts. You might recognize that demon’s name. Just some fallen angel called Lucifer. (And he lives on the moon, or something, according to Steiner.)

To mediate between these demons, we need Michael/Christ, who according to Steiner cast down Lucifer in the form of the serpent of Eden, and does battle with Ahriman in the form of the Dragon. Waldorf students repeatedly watch little pageant plays about these two stories– The Paradise Play about the Fall from Eden, and the Michaelmas Play about Saint George and Michael defeating the Dragon. 

SO MUCH MICHAEL

Michael is a big fucking deal in Waldorf. Being conflated with Jesus helps, of course– but a lot of the focus is on the Michael aspect. 

We sang a shit-ton of little hymns and receited a bunch of “verses” (actually prayers, Steiner literally told his teachers to call the prayers “verses” so no one would realize his schools were religious) about Michael. Here are a few I remember.

Unconquered hero of the skies

Saint Michael

Against the foe with us arise 

Thine aid we pray

The foe to slay

Saint Michael 

The heavenly banner dost thou bear

Saint Michael

The angels do thine armor wear

Thine aid we pray

The foe to slay

Saint Michael 

Also: 

Michael with sword of light

Blaze in the darkness of earth’s long night

Archangel Michael with radiant glory shines above

Hero Michael will defeat the foe

(The first two lines of that one were sung as a counter melody against the second two lines. It was really pretty actually.)

Wind in the trees blows loud

For summer’s last song

Thrashing the branches

Pelting the leaves along 

Sleepers awake

Hark to the word of the wind

Breaking on summer’s dull drowsy spell

Show us the way

Point with thy spear before

Forge us the future

O Michael

That one was pretty as fuck, too. It was my favorite. I still catch myself singing it sometimes. 

There were more that I don’t remember in their entirety. There was a sort of crappy one that I think was an original composition by my teacher. I only remember the second verse:

From a little freshet something streams

Freshly new-mown hay and moonlit dreams

Float with water fairies down the streams

O Michael

O Michael

The dragon fell

The dragon fell 

Honestly, if you are a devotee of Michael and want the melodies of these songs for your use, I will fucking record them and send them to you. No hate. At least, not for actual Michael or his devotees. 

MICHAEL AND ARYANISM IN ANTHROPOSOPHY 

Unfortunately, though, hate is kind of part and parcel in Waldorf. According to Steiner we are now in the age of Michael, which supposedly started in November 1879. (Gabriel was in charge before.) Michael is here to guide us into our next stage of evolution. Sounds nice, right?

Well, for Steiner, evolution means Aryanism. In fact, according to Steiner, there should only be one race existing at any given period of time, and the continued existence of non-white races is the fault of Lucifer and Ahriman. (So, THANKS LUCIFER AND AHRIMAN! I have no fucking idea why Steiner thinks you’re the baddies, probably because he’s fucking racist.) By the way, reading the links about Steiner’s Aryanism can be really upsetting and triggering, if that wasn’t obvious. 

(If any of this sounds familiar, it might be because certain Aryan “Satanist” groups have really similar ideas about time spirits and entering an Aryan eon.)

Now, generally, they do not openly teach these ideas in Waldorf schools. The racism is more covert, but still not terribly subtle. Waldorf curricula are rightly under fire for being too “Eurocentric,” aka white supremacist. To which Waldorf apologists will point to the fact that students learn about Hinduism and Buddhism, for example!

Yes, it’s true that we learned a (probably bastardized Anthroposophical view) on Hinduism and Buddhism. We also learned the Torah, again through a similarly wack-ass pseudo-Christian lens. But what’s really telling is when we learned those things. 

You see, Waldorf children are taught about certain cultures in certain grades for a reason: because Steiner thought that children of a certain age were at the same level of sophistication as those civilizations. 

So for example, there was a lot of stuff about Native Americans when we were in fucking kindergarten. 

The Torah was for third grade. 

Hinduism and Buddhism came in fifth grade, the same year we were also learning Greek mythology. 

So yeah, for Steiner kindergarteners are the equivalent of all adult Native Americans. Third graders are at the level of the Hebrews. Etc. We never learned any African history or mythology at all– probably because racist asshole Steiner would have considered that to be at a pre-kindergarten level! 

When I was in school I had no idea why we were learning certain things at certain times. It’s only my adult reading that has revealed this part of the philosophy, and I am furious. 

The schools I went to were pretty damn white in terms of student body and also faculty. There was some diversity, but I realize now that a lot of gate-keeping was happening. The Eurocentric and Christian-flavored curriculum was generally a turn-off for Jews, Muslims and PoC, and the incredibly high tuition was of course an additional layer of racist/classist gate-keeping. 

I think I need to stop this overview post here. Next time, I’ll write more about what it’s like to be a clueless child inside of Waldorf– what Anthroposophy looks like on the ground, as it were. The picture I have painted here is obviously revolting, but it’s not the picture we were shown. In my next article, you’ll learn why Waldorf is so seductive– but also how it might be effecting small children.

Simple Sigil Casting Template

Here’s a little sigil casting spell template I just worked out. I’m a newb witch so I don’t know how y’all experienced folks will feel about it. It’s not exactly the most original thing in the world, but what I like about it is its adaptability. You could do pretty much anything with this format. 

NEED:

  • Pre-charged sigil on small piece of paper
  • Bowl, fireproof, maybe in a color that corresponds to your intent in your mind
  • Lighter/matches/way to make fire
  • Herbs relevant to your spell, also taglocks and anything else you want to add.

This is a good spell to do OUTSIDE. You will be burning shit and scattering ashes.

1. Before doing any of this you need to design and charge your sigil and have it ready on a little piece of paper.

2. Roll the sigil paper loosely into a little tube, maybe with dry herbs inside, if desired. Taglock could also be rolled inside. Take time to think about the importance of each ingredient in your spell as you add it! 

3. Place the little sigil roll in the bottom of the bowl. I guess you could tie a thread or ribbon around it if you’re fancy like that, but it burns better if you keep it loose. 

4. Add other herbs and components one at a time, visualizing the intended effect of each in your spell. It’s nice to add powder/granular substances that can’t be rolled up easily this way– salt or pepper, for example– or liquids. 

5. Swirl the ingredients and sigil roll around the bottom of the bowl. I like to do this in a clockwise direction for “benign” spells and counter-clockwise for more “malevolent” spells. But do whatever the fuck you want. While you do this, visualize what you want to happen with your spell. If you like to chant or recite something, this is a good time to do so. I just silently visualize instead of making up clever rhymes. Your paper sigil roll should eventually be pretty coated in the ingredients at the bottom of the bowl. They don’t have to stick to it, but the entire outside of the sigil roll should have pretty much touched them at some point. 

6. Light that shit up! Use caution, of course. You’re playing with fire. As it burns, imagine the effects of your spell being unleashed on the world. 

7. When the sigil roll and herbs/materials inside it have been entirely reduced to ashes and there is no sign of anything actually burning anymore, scatter the ashes to the wind. 

8. Please cleanse yourself and your bowl afterwards, you sweet silly goober, especially if cursing. I like to use smoke cleansing on myself. For the bowl, I feel like a good scrubbing with soap and water will do– especially if you scrub circularly in the OPPOSITE direction that you swirled your ingredients around (clockwise if you went counter-clockwise while casting the spell, and vice versa.)

9. ?????

10. PROFIT! 

Moldavite

I spotted a piece of moldavite in a crystal shop in Kirkland, Washington. It immediately called to me. When I found out that it was possibly created by a meteor impact, I knew why it seemed so perfect. Its potential creation associated with a fall from heaven– even the very doubtfulness of that origin itself!– made it perfect for Lucifer. The color also made me think immediately of the green stone supposedly fallen from his broken crown. 

The energy of this goddamn thing is off the hook. I barely even “believed” in crystals before I got it. But every time I wear it, or even hold it for any amount of time, my whole body starts tingling. I actually feel a little embarrassed talking about it. My inner skeptic is yelling at me to shut up and get a grip right now. But I’ll go ahead and share this (because what is this blog for if not for witchy woo?):

When I first put it on, I got crazy chills in the back of my neck, right where my sigil of Lucifer tattoo is located. It was almost like I could feel the lines of my tattoo. (It’s not fresh and it shouldn’t feel like anything.) The shivers got so intense that I wondered if I was coming down with a fever, but the chills stopped as soon as I took it off.

So I’m going to be reserving this stone only for rituals, and for use as a pendulum for communicating only with Lucifer.

As if it wasn’t powerful enough, I also just charged it with the solar eclipse. I’m almost a little afraid to use it now. 

It wasn’t cheap– this tiny little shard cost me thirty five bucks– but I think it was well worth it. If you like crystals, are Luciferian and have a little money, definitely look into moldavite and other tektites/meteors/rocks created by stuff falling out of the damn sky.