The demon in my dreams.

Well, I've met this one before, a while ago, and couldn't do a damn thing about them.
Last night that thing returned, sitting in the body of a young woman, glowing gold like the flashy bugger it was.
It was always a tough one as it would disappear into the walls whenever I had a decent shot. Last night I had a chance. A young man I shall call Yorgen, a goth at heart and misguided occultist, aided me in banishing this being that had taken his girlfriend and made her into the epitome of a drug addict.
At first he was nervous of me. I don't blame him really as I just walked into his room, sat down and said "If you know as much as you say you do then you'll who I am."
He shook his head but his eyes said he did. He looked tired, and as his girlfriend entered I realised why.

I don't know whether Yorgen is real, a figment of my imagination, an aspect of my psyche, or another being but he aided me in banishing a demon that had evaded me for a while.
I'm exhausted this morning but at least it is for a good reason.   

Healing...

It's one of those "white witch" staples. We all wish we could do it. And honestly we all can though don't expect some wolverine style super healing, or curing cancer.
All pagans should know a little bit of herbalism.
Tea tree oil and lavender oil to treat grazes, wounds (small) and skin conditions.
Honey and lemon to treat a sore throat.
Ginger and peppermint to treat a bad stomach.
Olive oil to help treat dry skin, especially on the scalp.
Salt to treat wounds and infections in the mouth, also good for soaking wounds anywhere else on the body.
Evening primrose oil to help joints and skin conditions.
Saint Johns wort for easing mild depression.
Lemon oil for killing airborne viruses.
The list is long and helpful and does fall under healing. But remember your doctors are there for a reason, herbalism is for colds not for broken limbs.

There is also the second for of healing. Energy healing. This includes the use of crystals and energy movement as aids to healing. I find these are more effective on emotional and spiritual conditions than physical. Those these can aid in easing light neuralgia.
Information on crystal healing is widely available these days so I'm not going to cover this so much today.  I will go into energy movement though.

Every being produces energy, turning food into heat and movement, it's all energy. Every sound vibration, every step we take, is all the transformation of one sort of energy into another. With enough practice we can start to recognise the flow of these energies. No, this doesn't mean you'll be able to jump tall buildings or push over trucks, but it does mean we can move negative energy out of our bodies.
Bodies are fragile things and can be knocked off balance easily. In energy healing we pull everything back to where it should be. If my arm hurts for no real reason I would identify the energy inside the electrical signals telling my brain my arm should hurt and move it away. It's not easy but it is helpful.
And this can be transferred to any pain or mild melancholy.
You can also put energy into spiritual wounds. Healing the effects of a psychic attack of example.

Well, I hope this has been helpful to you.

Psychic attacks: How, why and what to do afterwards.

90% of you out there will never have to deal with this. But it's still good to know how to deal with them.
These attacks can be sent by people, spirits or something darker, either way they are not fun.
They can simply sap you of energy, make you feel ill or even feel like a real wound. The last time this happened to me it felt as if I'd been shot in the arm. In no way fun, I can tell you now.
You can defend against these in the usual way but if they do get through there are a few things you can do.

• Get somewhere safe like your home.
• Rest.
• Have a high energy food and lots of water.
• Bathe and purify where you've been hit. 
• Try and concentrate on healing.

• Sleep.

After this all you can do is wait. Hopefully you will never have to deal with this, but if so I hope my advice will help.

Gates of many types...

Men create gates. I'm not talking about garden gates, I'm talking about gates from one spiritual plane to another. We walk through them every day without even realising it and most of the time it will have no effect, you'll barely even notice, but if you stay for longer, just two or three minutes you'll start to feel it. It won't be much you'll just start to feel out of place. As if you're seeing the place from a whole new perspective.
It's an odd sensation that will have no negative effects necessarily, unless you're particularly sensitive to that sort of thing.

These can be gates between the living world and the world beyond. They can be void spaces, spaces that exist simply as gaps between worlds, or active spaces. As humans we can't really use these gates for anything, simply knowing they exist is a stretch, but as we all know, knowledge is power.

The rules

There are rules of the universe. Things that cannot be changed. And sometimes it sucks.
We see things we cannot change and simply have to wait for them. Even if they're catastrophic.
In short, the rules are crap sometimes.

The calm before the storm.

Well there has been a lot of activity of late but for now it's quiet. In a way I hate these times as I almost get bored. Almost.
It's a good time for spells though.
I'm thinking of a passion spell or something akin to it. A few red roses, a red pouch, a candle or two and a little tiger's eye to keep things grounded.

Soul stealer

We've all been frightened of ghouls, monsters and boogeymen under our beds as children. But we grow up and loose that fear. We think, and logically so, that these things don't exist and never did. The simple fact is that these boogeymen have lost interest in us by the time we hit adulthood.

Did you ever have stories of creepy old women that live with lots of cats down your road as a child. Or the bloke that hung around outside the school gates? Most of the time these people are harmless but one in ten times there is something truly disturbing about them. These people are soul stealers. They are the booeymen. They hunt for the souls of the young.

Today I saw one, smiling at a baby, a hungry look in her eyes. Hopefully the parents will take that little boy home and he'll never remember.

Not all soul stealers are people though. They're also the goblins under the bridges. Not far from my home there is a railway bridge that is home to a soul stealer. He lives in the darkness and feeds on those stupid enough to enter his home without the protection of the train.

 

New light.

Well things seem much brighter today. There were no truly malicious spirits out and we even found a new friend.
A little familiar, a white and ginger cat with a long nose, that meowed and cuddled was stuck on a ledge. I climbed up to help encourage her down. She edged down then walked around to show us safe spaces, then she lead us to what we assume was her home. She moved like a fox and was rather young but it's always nice to make a new friend.

My dark sister.

My dark sister and I were one once. We worked as one, spoke as one, dreamt as one. But my sister weighed heavy on my soul. She became bitter and angry at me. Made me doubt myself and those around me. She called me names and brought such rage within me that I felt as if I were falling.

So I broke her away. That was a mistake I know. Part of me wishes I hadn't done so. She has caused such trouble, and all because I could not keep her captive. Even when she was captive she held my soul in her grasp, forcing me to make choices I did not wish to make. When she was free she wished me harm, she wished I was gone so she could be complete. I can empathise with that. I feel how she suffers, even if she would never admit it.

She still wishes to be complete, to become a goddess figure, to be strong and holy. Something more than her former self. But she does it for selfish reasons. She does not think about the choices she makes, only the outcome. I cannot do the same. I will not do the same. That is why it was easier... No, harder but faster for me to complete the race she set up. She will not hurt me now. She cannot hurt me now. I am unsure if she ever could. My dark sister is filled with such malice that she has lost thought.

I wish we could be one again, so that I could give her peace. But she does not want that. So I will leave her in the mess she has created and move on unless her anger subsides. Maybe, one day, when the journey is over she will forgive me.

I am sorry we can no longer walk together dark sister. Please, sleep and wait. And maybe, you will find it in your star lit heart to live in peace with me.

The Demon at my door.

An odd one to start this new blog but oh well.
The title says it all really, but I will explain.
While walking back from a good friend's home in the dark I looked around. There's a lot to see in the dark if you ever care to stop and look, but sadly we all have a small fear of the things that hide in the shadows.

Deep in the trees little figures flickered: spirits of animals, people lost to the ages, entities that live in the trees and a few undesirable beings. Nothing too big, simply not friendly.
As we got to the top of the hill, and away from the trees, something sparked our attention. Tall, skinny figures high on the rooftops. They acted almost like lookouts.

At this point we were a little on guard. On the path across from us stood an old man. He was standing as still as stone staring ahead, towards my home. He had an odd energy about him. Almost malicious.

Now I could tell you a tail of some heroic battle, but that isn't how this works. Don't let anyone fool you. We kept to our side of the road, out of the view of his blackened eyes and made our way to the house.

A little anti-climactic I know. But remember, avoiding a fight is as good as a victory.