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This talk of water elementals is interesting to me, since the medium through which I seem to get my clearest signals is water. Could have something to do with my fishy sign. Of course, my most meditative (and, ahem, employing a common gnostic tactic, koffkoffspankitkoff) time of day is in the shower. One time I had something like a three-way conversation between my more anemic shell personality, my more aggressive (and damn remonstrative) repressed ficsuit persona, and then suddenly a calm, caring, mediating voice that seemed to emerge from the water. I've asked that voice to cleanse me of illnesses I've feared I've had, and symptoms have seemed to have disappeared, at least for a time. (Pretty much all the entities that I've had any sort of contact with come in the form of voices that, on a mundane level, I know I am producing, but at the same time they are not my voice.) As I am completely unfocused, however, these contacts have been few and far between, and seem to happen completely beyond my conscious ability to summon them up.
The nearest major body of water to where I live is the East River. I've done workings in the middle of it, both on Roosevelt Island and the Staten Island Ferry, but it's sometimes hard for me to judge the efficacy of these workings since they themselves start with specific aims that I garble and cast out onto the world. (I wonder, because of the specific nature of the medium in which I do these workings, as well as the entities' predominant manifestation in voice, whether a wind elemental is more appropriate, though at least for the former a water metaphor is also somewhat apt.) I fear my lack of knowledge in these matters impedes my ability to effect my will, which tends not to be terribly compelling to begin with.
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