Just a fast up-my-vibration for the start or end of a day. Quite unusual, versus my generally novel long rituals I post.
Casting Instructions for ‘Appreciation of Creation’
Take all of your items to your particular spot. Because this is a quick, grounding technique you don’t need to put up a circle/Torus, but if you want to, by all means bend this to match daily. I made this for you, so anything you want to change to make it your own please do.
Sitting with my legs tucked beneath me, I organize my items around me. The moves are slow and exaggerated, making sure I am here, in This moment, not even aware of anything else. I take my matches and light the white candle first, considering what she represents. I am bringing healing into my life, by simply reaching out and lighting this candle. Repeat with her brother.
I bow, my palms on the ground facing inwards, elbows extending outwards as I lower my upper body. Letting my third eye contact the ground. Moving into Child’s Pose,* I slowly take four breathes, for each direction. Rising back up, I move into a crossed legged seating position. I take my crystals, observing them through candle light. Observe these as if you were a child, never noticed a crystal before, know not their healing properties or their names. Smell the thing, caress your cheek with it.
With these eyes look now to the unpolished, organic stones. What’s the sensation upon your hands? What would you call it, this thing?
Now look to the “ugly” thing. For me, I’ve brought the pan of oil. From the golden light of the candles, it reflects handsomely from the oil. I swish it around the pan. I can see shapes. There is an anchor, a waterfall, funny looking Doberman and a phycologist’s ink blot. I raise the pan to my nose, inhaling the scent. Once is enough for me, I chuckle to myself as I return to swishing the pan. My third eye gives me a wink as I realize, this is supposed to be something “ugly” yet I am submerged in the beauty, the obscurity. I am in the kitchen, grinning to myself and the pan as I turn the water back on and keep washing the dishes. Later on in the day, I think of Spells of Magic. ” I wonder…”
When you feel your vibration move up and new knowledge thankfully finds a home in the many files of your mind, put the object down. I gave the name of Herk to mine. Extinguish the flames by saying
“Wa doe, June eela
Wa doe, Elementals.”
The speech is Tsalagi, or more commonly known as Cherokee.
“Thank you, all Sacred
Thank you (for dance) Elementals.”
Over these next couple of days following this easy little charm, actually look at things. Feel them. Walk on a chilly day and appreciate the crisp quality of the air. Look at a tree and take the extended arm it reaches to you. Pretend to be a bug and press your cheek to the back, looking up. Inhale the euphoric bliss of the moss. Insulation in the whispering kisses of dew, from the morning breathe the tree releases. I know yes, hardships come down every road yet a smile a day is my cure for all. Sad? Smile. Mad? Smile. Happy? Bliss out. When everything is beauty, you are beauty. As soon as you can smile at the tiniest thing, you’re master of your own emotions. Even if there’s death, grin at the life. Their Life is not over, only this one. When you lose a job, there’s another one waiting for you. The Universe provides.
*Child’s pose, the version I really do.
Legs tucked under you, head upon the floor, arms framing the small body you float to. Muscles relax, starting from the “upper” (back, back of neck, back of head) to “bottom” (pelvis, chest, neck, face) with a huge exhale, then slow but not too deep inhales x4. This will instantly relax the mind and stimulate blood circulation. Eyes are closed, any ideas seeking to arise are cancelled out by bringing the consciousness back to the nostrils, the action of the breath, how it feels for the chest to expand atop of the legs.
I want you to share the feeling I feel, every day when I look at something and smile from the beauty. When I’m upset and some milkweed spores float by. When I’m sad and howl to the Moon, then Stars begin to pop out. When I’m boiling water and giggle at the tumbling water, never giving up as it moves up and again and again.
My little afterthought! You don’t need to read this. Maybe you are of a like mind and picked up on it. Otherwise, no worries! My machinery is even to complex for me to deal with. My first idea to do this was when I was washing dishes and came across that particular pan. Could I just not have noticed it? The shapes, the colours… the amazing beauty locked away by the words nasty, dirty, oily, hard to clean.
Hehe, I meant this to be a fast 300 odd word thing… silly, silly.
I know some of you are shaking your heads at bringing something not especially for magick to your special place, and I am not sure what your item was or the meaning, but for me it is a really special thing. That fatty pan fed my family and me. I am alive by breathing life into a meal and swallowing it, then releasing it back into the world that something else may use it to in turn keep their own wheel turning. What could be more magickal, than life itself? All this knowledge I stumbled upon, when I had no words. I want you to feel it. See it. I know you are feeling it. I know you are seeing it. Even if you don’t now, you may. That is the wonderful things about Souls. They level up.
I love you
Because you’re Human. And I am Human. I am part of this World. You are part of it. We are part of Earth. Earth is part of The Milky Way. The Universe is my Grandmother. I do not know you, and I’m you, because we’re part of the same thing.