Monday, June 12, 2023

Doodles and Sigils

June 2 was my 37th birthday. I didn't get a lot of material things, but I had a great weekend spent with family. At the end of the weekend, while I was running errands, I came across a tiny sketchbook. Now, I'm not a great artist of any kind, but I love to doodle. At least, I did for many years. I stopped, not because I grew to dislike it, but because my depression and my plethora of mental illness problems seemed to have blocked my creativity. So I bought this little book and went to work.

The drawings are simple, but to me they represent sigils of peace, love, protection, and rebirth. I haven't drawn much this past week as I've been busy with other things, but I'm making time to look through it every day, whether I draw in it or not, to feel the energy I put in these doodles.

I have a job interview today. Let's vibe it goes well.

Tuesday, June 6, 2023

Find A Lost Item Spell and My Badge

You see this? This is my work badge. I use it, not only as identification, but as a key to the building if the doors are locked. Last month, I found, that two weeks before school let out, I had lost it. No idea where it went and I tore the house apart looking for it; asking everyone if they had seen it anywhere, to no avail. However, I do have witchy ways.

I have a go-to, find-an-item spell that has a good track record. It doesn't always work, but I take that as the item just needed to go away, but it has always worked on the important stuff. It's simple and two the point and only takes 3 ingredients.

One black candle, to represent loss. One orange candle, to represent memory. And patchouli oil to burn as incense to keep me calm and collected; grounded as you will. 
As I let the candles and oil burn and permeate the basement, I concentrated on finding my badge. I chanted:
I invite the elements as I stand my ground, to help my lost item soon be found.
I chanted it 9 times, as that number is sacred to me, and let the candles burn for a few minutes more.

The next day, guess what I found, in the GARAGE, UNDER A BOX that my foot just happened to slip on: my badge. I'm sure it fell out of my hand as I was getting into the van one morning to work, but I have no idea why it was under the box. I had even searched there prior to tearing the house apart. But there it was. The funny thing? Two days later I lost it again. LOL. I did the spell once more, and I received it the next day, this time from my coworker who had found it in the parking lot. I don't know what it was about that badge, but the closer it got to the end of the school year, the more it wanted to be lost. A few days before, one of my students pointed out that it was on the floor by my feet. I'm glad I've returned it and I don't have to worry about that damn thing again.

The joys of witching around.

CHANGES

 This blog will be getting an overhaul soon. Things are changing.... ...again...lol