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Spellcrafting: Spells & Rituals

June 1st, 2019

Abracadabra

Merry
meet!

Abracadabra
has become known as a word used by stage magicians when performing a
trick. In that context it has no real meaning. But long, long ago, it
was a mystical word with great healing power.

Some
say it comes from Aramaic phrase avra
kadavra
, meaning“it will be created
with my words” or “I will create as I speak.” Another theory is
it comes from the Hebrew words Av Ben and Ruach meaning Father, Son
and Holy Spirit.

“The oldest mention of the word abracadabra is found in the work De Medicina Praecepta Saluberrima written by Quintus Serenus in the second century,” according to grammarist.com. In it, Serenus instructed the incantation be written on parchment as an inverted pyramid, and that it be worn as an amulet around the neck to prevent disease.

For
it to have power, it must be written in the form of an inverted
pyramid – or some say an inverted triangle. Each line drops the
last letter of the line before. Like this:

ABRACADABRA
ABRACADABR

ABRACADAB
ABRACADA
ABRACAD
ABRACA
ABRAC
ABRA
ABR
AB
A

Or
like this:

ABRACADABRA
ABRACADABR

ABRACADAB
ABRACADA
ABRACAD
ABRACA
ABRAC
ABRA
ABR
AB
A

The
spell still works today.

Some
sources say wearing the charm around your finger or neck for nine
days will result in cleansing and healing powers. The dis-ease will
recede just as the letters in the word disappeared as you wrote them.
Afterwords, the paper was to be thrown into water. Another source
instructs you to hold the paper to the part of your body that is
afflicted for a few minutes and then to place the paper in the split
of a tree, exposed to the elements; that way as the paper with the
word fades and dissolves, so will the pain or malady.

In her book, The Modern Witchcraft Spell Book: Your Complete Guide to Crafting and Casting Spells, Skye Alexander calls for burning a blue candle while writing out the spell.

A
Sicilian witch I know calls the Abracadabra spell her “get rid of
anything” spell, using it for bills, energy vampires and more.

“Manifest the light” is how Clairaudient Spirit Fairie defines Abrahadabra in her YouTube video. She says that whatever you ask for before you say Abrahadabra – not Abracadabra – begins to manifest.

“Abrahadabra
is the energy of movement, action, surprise, authority and victory,”
she states.

Merry
part. And merry meet again.

***

About
the Author:

Lynn
Woike
 was
50 – divorced and living on her own for the first time – before
she consciously began practicing as a self taught solitary witch. She
draws on an eclectic mix of old ways she has studied – from her
Sicilian and Germanic heritage to Zen and astrology, the fae,
Buddhism, Celtic, the Kabbalah, Norse and Native American – pulling
from each as she is guided. She practices yoga, reads Tarot and uses
Reiki. From the time she was little, she has loved stories, making
her job as the editor of two monthly newspapers seem less than the
work it is because of the stories she gets to tell. She lives with
her large white cat, Pyewacket, in central Connecticut. You can
follow her boards on Pinterest,
and write to her at woikelynn at gmail dot com.

Hi everyone happy 4th of July!  And that is the backdrop for this month’s article.  As every Witch knows, sufficient raising of energy and visualization are imperative for successful spellwork.  Although the 4th of July isn’t a wiccan holiday exclusively, this particular day raises everyone’s sense of independence and freedom, so I have always thought it was the perfect time for an “Independence Spell.”

All of us at one time or another have had things in our lives that do not serve our highest good, and just seem extremely difficult to get away from, that is the purpose of this spell.

The first item needed for this spell is an easily handled firework of some kind, a sparkler, Roman candle, or any type of item you can purchase easily, and legally, that results in some type of really visual display.

Secondly, take the item of your choice and place it on your altar.  Obviously you would not want to use any candles close by.

Cast circle Widdershins, it so happens that the moon is waning which is perfect, and use whatever your usual quarter calls are, invoke whichever deity or deities you usually call upon if any.

Your intent is to empower your chosen item with the energy to remove whatever your obstacle may be.  Once this has been done to your satisfaction, use the following words, putting your applicable issue and whatever type of firework your using in the blank spaces:

I’m declaring Independence Day

As the day I am set free

From_______ which has been vexing me

This ______ I now empower

And the hold that this has had on me

Will be gone in a spark filled shower

From this time forward

Everyday is Independence day for me

I’m taking back my freedom now

As I will so mote it be.

Open circle and release as you usually do, and then whether you choose to set off your firework, either at that time or later in the day, raise and hold the visualization that the display is destroying what you empowered it to destroy.  In my mind the actual visual of seeing the empowered item do it’s thing is a truly freeing experience.

Have fun removing whatever vexes you with an extra “bang”!

Knot Magick

spell

Merry meet.

A simple yet powerful way to cast a spell is by putting knots in a cord. It could be for protection, healing, invoking energies or giving yourself confidence. Sailors once had witches put wind into knots, so if they found themselves in a calm, they could untie one of the knots to get wind to fill their sails.

Before beginning, fix your desire firmly in your mind as you feel what its like to have what it is you are asking for.

A round silk cord or other natural fiber is generally preferred, but anything from a shoelace to yarn to ribbon can be used. You might also pick a color to correspond with the spell.

Say, “By the knot of one, the spell’s begun,” as you tie a knot on the far left of the string.

Say, “By the knot of two, my words come true,” as you tie a knot in the far right end of the string.

Say, “By the knot of three, it comes to me,” as you tie a knot in the middle of the string.

Say, “By knot of four, “I’ve opened the door,” as you tie a knot between the left end and the middle knot.

Say, “By knot of five, the spell’s alive,” as you tie a knot half way between the center knot and the one on the far right end of the string.

Say, “By knot of six, this spell I fix,” and tie a knot in between the two on the left end of the string.

Say, “By knot of seven, there is no question,” while tying a knot between the two knots on the right side of the string.

Say, “By knot of eight, it’s now my fate,” and tie a knot to the left of center and the knot to the left of that.

Lastly, say, “By knot of nine, this thing is mine,” and tie the last knot between the center knot and the one to the right of that.

End it with, “So mote it be,” or some similar seal.

To add more power in each knot, after saying the words and while imagining the feel of having the desired outcome, blow your will into the cord as you tighten it.

The knotted cord is then worn or carried with intent, not as a casual accessory. When the spell is over, I recommend burying or burning the cord.

Merry part. And merry meet again.

Nightmare

(Nightmare Bag)

To Stop Nightmares

Merry meet.

Several people I encountered were experiencing nightmares and looking for relief. I began making charm bags (that I also call spell bags or mojo bags) and was told they worked, so I am sharing it with you.

Choose a piece of fabric or a purchased bag – of a natural material if possible – in deep purple, dark blue or black, but any one you’re drawn to will be good.

Based on my research, I came up with the list of ingredients below that have magical properties to alleviate nightmares. Read it over and select those you’d like to use. You can combine the dried botanicals and stones in almost any combination or ratio. Add a few drops of oil if you wish. If you feel stuck, try using a pendulum to make your selections.

A wise woman told me, “I have found magical blends to have more to do with one’s own personal relationship with the plants than with any recipe, formula or dogma. And what one has on hand at a time of need is there with reason, purpose and value.”

I hope you’ll take that advice to heart as did I. I didn’t have frankicense oil, but I did have frankincense resin, so that’s what I used. I was moved to put in rose petals and lavender flowers, and in one, a few grains of pink salt.

With your ingredients in the center of the piece of cloth, or in the bag, you can tie them up with a few words such as,

“This bag holds the power to restore peace, it brings a good night’s sleep as nightmares cease. As I will so mote it be.”

Put the bag near your head, on a hook above your pillow, next to your bed or even under the mattress.

Sweet dreams.

Merry part. And merry meet again.

List of gemstones:

Agate

Amethyst

Chrysoprase

Hematite

Lepidolite

Malachite

Prehnite

Quartz (clear or smoky)

Rhodochrosite

List of herbs:

Anise seed

Jasmine flowers

Morning glory seeds

Mullein

Purslane

Rosemary

Vervain

List of essential oils:

Frankincense

Lavender

Orange

Rose

Sandalwood

Charge of the Dark Goddess

(Ceerridwen from The Goddess Oracle by Amy Sophia Marashinsky)

Merry meet!

Most pagans are familiar with the Charge of the Goddess – a traditional one by Doreen Valiente as adapted by Starhawk, “Listen to the words of the Great Mother, Who of old was called Artemis, Astarte, Dione …” There are other versions as well.

I was almost a decade into my practice before I came across the Charge of the Dark Goddess. I was intrigued. I had never seen it used in ritual or mentioned in the books I read. Several Internet searches yielded numerous versions on numerous websites. As we move deeper into the dark half of the year, it seems like a natural time to share them with you … perhaps inspiring you to write your own. There are five below, copied without editing them.

The Dark Goddess is the Crone, the wise woman and the warrior, the protector and the destroyer, stern yet compassionate. She is the time before birth and the time after death. She is the dark moon and the patroness of witches.

According to the hecatescauldron.com, Her animal totems are those which live below the earth such as snakes, serpents, dragons; bird of the night which are the owls; ravens, crows and horses.”

Some pagans may be apprehensive about working with the energy that comes from the dark, but to be whole, we need to embrace the power of the Dark Mother who rules the night and the deep mysteries it holds. May these charges lead you to her.

 

 

(Hecate from The Goddess Oracle by Amy Sophia Marashinsky)

Version I

Author unknown

Listen to the words of the Dark Mother, who of old was called Hecate, Nuit, Morrigan, Banba, Erda, Macha, Mother Night, Sekhmet, and many other names:

Whenever you seek wisdom, at the time of the Darkening Moon, come together in love and trust and learn of Me, who am the Wisest of Crones.

Ye who search the mysteries of the Earth, the secrets of Air and Darkness, of Blood and Fire, the silence of the uttermost stars, come unto Me, and I shall whisper to you in the depths of midnight.

Ye shall approach Me in silence, and as a sign that ye are free from fear, your breast you shall bare to my blade, for fear has no place in my mysteries, and that which you seek of Me will destroy you if you fear it.

For I am the dolmen arch beyond which stretch the mysteries of infinity. I am the silence before birth and after death. I am the clouded mirror in which you scry your own soul. I am mist in the twilight, the vast and starry sky of midnight, shadows on the Moon.

All things come to Me in the end, and yet I am the beginning of all. I meet you at the crossroads, I lead you through the darkness, my hand you grasp in the passage between the worlds. To those that toy with Me am I an instrument of self-destruction, yet to the true seeker do I bring knowledge beyond mortal comprehension.

Of you shall I demand the utter truth of all that you are, and in return shall I give you all that you may be, all that I am. For my wisdom is beyond the Ages, and knowledge of my Secrets is power over self, over fear, over death. Nor do I demand aught of you which you cannot give. For I am the Mother of Mysteries, and as you know Me, so shall you learn to know yourself.

 

 

Version II

Shayla is credited with writing this according to one website

The Dark Goddess speaks to us,

through the mouths of Lilith, Kali, Tiamet, Hekate, Nix,

the Black Madonna, Nemesis and Morgaine.

I am the Darkness behind and beneath the shadows.

I am the absence of air that awaits

at the bottom of every breath.

I am the Ending before Life begins again,

the Decay that fertilizes the Living.

I am the Bottomless Pit,

the never-ending struggle to reclaim that which is denied.

I am the Key that unlocks every Door.

I am the Glory of Discovery,

for I am that which is hidden, secluded and forbidden

Come to me at the Dark Moon

and see that which can not be seen,

face the terror that is yours alone.

Swim to me through the blackest oceans

to the center of your greatest fears

the Dark God and I will keep you safe.

Scream to us in terror,

and yours will be the Power to Forbear.

Think of me when you feel pleasure,

and I will intensify it,

until the time when I may have the greatest pleasure

of meeting you at the Crossroads Between the Worlds.

 

 

(Black Goddess By Marcy LaBella)

Version III

One source credited this as written by Tiger Eye

Wisdom and empowerment are the gifts

of the Dark Goddess of Transformation.

She is known to us as Kali, Hecate, Cerridwen,

Lilith, Persephone, Fata, Morgana, Ereshkigal,

Arianhrod, Durga, Inanna, Tiamat,

and by a million, million other names.

Hear me child, and know Me for who I am.

I have been with you since you were born, and I will

stay with you until you return to Me at the final dusk.

I am the passionate and seductive lover

who inspires the poet to dream.

I am the One who calls to you at the end of your journey.

After the day is done, My children find

their blessed rest in my embrace.

I am the womb from which all things are born.

I am the shadowy, still tomb; all things must come to

and bare their breasts to die and be reborn to the Whole.

I am the Sorceress that will not be ruled,

the Weaver of Time, the Teacher of Mysteries.

I snip the threads that bring my children home to me.

I slit the throats of the cruel and drink the blood

of the heartless. Swallow your fear and come to me,

and you will discover true beauty, strength, and courage.

I am the fury which rips the flesh from injustice.

I am the glowing forge that transforms your inner demons

into tools of power. Open yourself to my embrace and overcome.

I am the glinting sword that protects you from harm.

I am the crucible in which all the aspects of yourself

merge together in a rainbow of union.

I am the velvet depths of the night sky,

the swirling mists of midnight, shrouded in mystery.

I am the chrysalis in which you will face that which terrifies you

and from which you will blossom forth, vibrant and renewed.

Seek me at the crossroads, and you shall be transformed,

for once you look upon my face, there is no return.

I am the fire that kisses the shackles away.

I am the cauldron in which all opposites grow

to know each other in Truth.

I am the web which connects all things.

I am the Healer of all wounds,

the Warrior who rights all wrongs in their Time.

I make the weak strong.

I make the arrogant humble.

I raise up the oppressed and empower the disenfranchised.

I am Justice tempered with Mercy.

Most importantly, child, I am you. I am part of you,

and I am within you.

Seek me within and without, and you will be strong.

Know me.

Venture into the dark so that you may awaken

to Balance, Illumination, and Wholeness.

Take my Love with you everywhere and

find the Power within to be who you wish.

 

 

(Dark Goddess by Lynn Richardson)

Version IV

Author unknown

I who am the Mother darksome and divine,

Queen of the Underworld,

Rider of the midnight sky,

Keeper of the secrets of darkness,

I call upon your soul to descend and come unto me.

Come into my warm womb of darkness,

where I will hold you tight

as you grow and become filled

with the very essence of life,

and the knowledge of my love.

For in my love I would torment your dreams,

I’d send demons to drive you mad,

if you hold not within yourself the strength

and the courage to stand before me.

To face me with all fetters gone

and allow yourself to fall,

into the dark abyss.

The abyss that holds your deepest fears,

that goes over the thinnest edge,

down into the arms of possible insanity.

For the abyss is but a mirror.

Face the mirror,

face me,

and all the power of creation is yours,

the keys to your wildest dreams,

tickets to the stars and beyond!

Anything you can imagine.

It’s all yours,

if you’ll but fall.

I am the Goddess of the three faces

standing at the crossroads seeing past, present and future,

seeing lightness,

darkness and balance

All of this do I see,

All of this do I hold for thee.

 

 


(Samhain Dark Goddess By Mary Alice)

Version V

Author unknown

I who am the Mother darksome and divine,

Queen of the Underworld,

Rider of the midnight sky,

Keeper of the secrets of darkness,

I call upon your soul to descend and come unto me.

Come into my warm womb of darkness,

where I will hold you tight

as you grow and become filled

with the very essence of life,

and the knowledge of my love.

For in my love I would torment your dreams,

I’d send demons to drive you mad,

if you hold not within yourself the strength

and the courage to stand before me.

To face me with all fetters gone

and allow yourself to fall,

into the dark abyss.

The abyss that holds your deepest fears,

that goes over the thinnest edge,

down into the arms of possible insanity.

For the abyss is but a mirror.

Face the mirror,

face me,

and all the power of creation is yours,

the keys to your wildest dreams,

tickets to the stars and beyond!

Anything you can imagine.

It’s all yours,

if you’ll but fall.

I am the Goddess of the three faces

standing at the crossroads seeing past, present and future,

seeing lightness,

darkness and balance

All of this do I see,

All of this do I hold for thee.

Merry part. And merry meet again.

***

About the Author:

Lynn Woike was 50 – divorced and living on her own for the first time – before she consciously began practicing as a self taught solitary witch. She draws on an eclectic mix of old ways she has studied – from her Sicilian and Germanic heritage to Zen and astrology, the fae, Buddhism, Celtic, the Kabbalah, Norse and Native American – pulling from each as she is guided. She practices yoga, reads Tarot and uses Reiki. From the time she was little, she has loved stories, making her job as the editor of two monthly newspapers seem less than the work it is because of the stories she gets to tell. She lives with her large white cat, Pyewacket, in central Connecticut. You can follow her boards on Pinterest, and write to her at woikelynn at gmail dot com.

 

The Bad Witch’s Guide to Shadow Work

 

(Photo by Christian Holzinger on Unsplash)

 

For about the last two months I have spent a lot of time going within and working on my spirit. Some of it has been a choice, some has been circumstances. My health (physically) has been very poor since about July and while I am no longer bleeding nearly to death regularly I felt I needed to find my strength in body and spirit.

I have done a lot of yoga. A lot of meditation, usually every day, sometimes twice a day, and while drawing in the light around me my shadow would not be still. Darkness has a bad rap. It is often mistaken as evil. Rejected and defiled. Repressed and denied, this is the animal within. Animals are not generally evil. Neither is the shadow.

When I started looking at this place, the in-conscious (unconscious doesn’t give it enough credit), in my early 20’s I found it as the wolf. The singer of bones. The true wild. It is that gut animal instinct and for most of us it dwells within our shadow. If I gave it space and respect it spoke to me. It was wise and knowing with strong instincts that are annoying never wrong no matter how much I try and think around them! It kept me alive. Yet this was not some soft puppy. It was the desire to bite which hurt me. Run from the unknown and dig into things I didn’t want to know.

It was never about trying to control the wolf. The wolf is wild and that is how it should be. It was about listening to it, bringing it forward in my mind and analysing why I was feeling this way. The wolf brought me gifts I didn’t understand. Usually dead things from my past. A memory, good or bad. A feeling, usually something sad because I bury the shit out of those!

In slowly accepting my wild-self, that part of the shadow self, I began to go deeper still. Yet I was afraid. I was right to be. For deep in my darkness was a dragon. A dragon made of fire and destruction. A dragon that I could really feel writhe within my gut when riled. This is not a metaphor when that part of me was “woken” my guts would squirm as though something wriggling around in there. A dragon that terrified me. It was scary this beast ripping out of my being and me losing control. Uncontrolled violence and wrath. I locked it down, I repressed it hard. I refused to listen, I even hated it.

It took years of journey work. Years of looking trying to understand. I remember exactly when I met the dragon. I only went to a Dark Moon circle once and as I journeyed I joined a group of female dancers dressed all in red, whom danced covered in sharp blades and barbs. I joined the dance with them and I was cut a few times, we all were. Afterwards in a tent of red drape we compared scars as dancers do, laughing and smiling. Still I was to go deeper. Down, down. Deeper into the caves. At first the caves were cold and water dripped everywhere. Then they became warmer and dryer. There was no light. None at all. Yet I knew the way and there in the dark was a huge faintly glowing red dragon. It was asleep coiled up. Just breathing. It was beautiful. Like copper. I reached out my hand and it was warm and smooth. An eye fluttered open. The voice was like thunder, the deepest sound but gentle. This was new to me.

I asked “what are you?”

I am your pain.”

I began to weep. My fear melted and I realised this beast, this part of myself, had been consuming my pain all my life. That there had been so much especially as a child I didn’t understand I had created this to deal with all the things I was unequipped to understand. Now I understood. That the dragon was like my wolf. A teacher if I listen. A friend if I needed it.

Working in your shadow is a place within The Dreaming. It is both real and metaphor. You might not have wolves or dragons. You might have lions or “demons”. Yet the demons we make are no less real for us making them. They are often woven from our instincts, good and bad and our worst parts. The parts we reject from our Light.

They are our addictions, our vices. Our rages and pain. Our deep grief and sorrow. Yet if we come to them gently and listen they can bring such healing. That is not to say you allow them to indulge. You listen to when, to why, to the triggers. You understand, maybe even speak about it and let the urge go.

When both my parents died within six months of each other and I was cut out of the family by my sister I was devastated in a way I couldn’t comprehend. Being a witch and bi-sexual is just not okay with her. I remember sitting at the dinner table with the real and distinct urge to burn a path of destruction between myself and my sister. Not a metaphorical one. I mean kill and burn everything and everyone I met until I reached her and let fire take her too. It was odd and specific and I simply spoke about it and ate my dinner. A few month later I discovered it was a common tactic by a long dead ancestor (Grace O’Malley) to destroy traitors that way. I gave voice to my shadow, my pain but I did not give into it.

As Samhain comes and then the deeper dark of the year it is an excellent time to look within at the things moving around in our shadows. It is a daunting task, and one often sorely neglected by many magickal practitioners.

 

Simple Shadow Ritual

You will need:

A mirror

Patchouli oil

Candles/soft lighting

Bay laurel leaves

Yarrow (dried)

Frankincense resin

Heat proof container and charcoal to safely burn your herbs.

Notebook or journal.

Soft blankets (get comfy this might take a while).

 

Prepare your space as you would usually. Anoint your forehead and heart with the patchouli oil.

I humbly come to my Shadow’s Gate.

I come to learn not to hate.

I come to see, I come to hear.

Open the Gate as I draw near.

Touch the edge of the mirror with your dominant finger used to anoint yourself in a deosil direction. Keep the light to a minimum but use enough to be safe. Light your charcoal in your cauldron or censor. First adding the yarrow, then the bay, then the frankincense.

Cleanse your body in the smoke and prepare yourself to sit and stare with the mirror. Visualise your “gate” and begin to unlock it. This might take some time. There may be stairs or even just darkness. You may have to “jump”. Your darkness will not be the same as anyone else’s. When you are ready focus on your own face in the mirror. Say:

I see you. I am listening.

You may or may not “see” anything. You might. We spend a lot of time locking this energy away, it may take a long time to open it again. Write what you see in you notebook.

Re-anointing the mirror in a widdershins direction and drawing a banishing pentagram on the glass should you feel the need.

Humbly I came to my Shadow’s Gate.

I came to learn not to hate.

I came to see, I came to hear.

The Gate is Closed I leave you here.

Dissolve your sacred space as you would usually. If you wanted to evoke particular Deities during your opening rites please make sure to thank them appropriately afterwards.

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