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In another post, I had mentioned that objective happenings in magick were rare, and that magick is mostly subjective. I realized that in 3 decades, I've only had two. This is a thread for reporting when you have entered The Weird Zone, i.e., something seen by more than just yourself, and strange enough to defy rational explaination.
An example might go like this. You and your friend have both carefully planned a ritual for *insert noble intent here*. You've carefully banished and consecrated the ground, marked sacred space, and assembled your tools. You and your friend begin to ground, center and still your minds, when suddenly, a shadowy figure appears at the edge of the circle.
It says, "Hi, y'all"....and vanishes.
You look at your friend to see that s/he is already looking at you with a jaw dropping look. The conversation goes something like this....
You: S**T! Did you see that?!
Your Friend: F****ng hell yes! Why did it say, 'Hi, y'all'?!
You: I dunno! Maybe it was Elvis?
Here are the rules for reporting The Weird Zone:
1. It must have been witnessed directly by you.
2.It must have been witnessed by at least one other person.
3.It must strain rational explaination, i.e. a knife falling from an overloaded drying rack in the kitchen doesn't count. Now if the knife flies out of the drying rack and buries in the ceiling, as long as it's seen by someone else other than just you, that counts.
4. NO DEBUNKING! I truly believe that the universe on rare occasion sends us this stuff to tell us, "See? You're on the right path, it's actually REAL!" So, although it might be tempting to say, "Well, a shift in the plate of rock under the house may have shifted, causing a magnetic field to cause the knife to fly into the ceiling", restrain yourself for the above reasons.
I'll start.
I was on the verge of a move to Minneapolis, Mn., for various reasons that I won't go into for space reasons. Suffice to say that it was the most risky thing that I had ever done. I was going on a bus to strange city that I'd never seen, with no place to live, and four hundred dollars in my pocket. I was to depart that evening.
I went to the local convenience store, to purchase a burrito. At the store, a woman was seated on the curb, she said hi to me. Somehow, we got on the topic of spirituality, and then magickal practice. She told me that she had practiced magick for some time, and we got into talking shop.
I invited her over to my house and the conversation went on for hours. It had gotten dark, and my roommate had gone to bed. I had to leave in about 4 hours. At that point, I distinctly felt the room chill. The whole atmosphere went funny.
"Do you feel that?", she asked. I replied that I had.
"Something is here, you should banish", she said, and I agreed. I went to the bedroom to get my tools and that's when I found my roomate curled in a fetal position on the floor, her eyes were wide open, but she was unresponsive. I performed the banishing, at which point she came to, and the woman and I helped her to the bed. To this day, I believe that she had tested me.
People may say that these sort of experiences should be kept close to the vest, and that sharing them will reduce one's magick. I disagree, and here's why. Because we live in a world where consciousness is increasingly being denied and believed to be a mere side effect of brain chemicals, while at the same time, other sciences are offering the possibility that the universe may be far stranger than we think. I do keep my practices VERY close to my vest, and most of my experiences as well, but I believe that it's important that we perhaps are able to share that rare moment that says, "See? I'm the universe, and I'm far bigger and stranger than you'll ever know." In a time when we as a species are mentally cutting our universe down to size, we need to tell each other, "See? It's still really....really....big....." Or maybe not, it's up to you.
Besides, if Phil Hine can tell his "thing on the landing" story, why shouldn't I be able to tell mine?
So gather around the virtual campfire and tell your spooky stories. |
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