Ensorcelled Ether

I do not know.

Through the depths of last night, I held a massive conversation with a stranger. We spoke of many things, but one realization strikes through the memory.

I am on the right path. There was talk of indigo/crystal children, some of who snap under the strain of the world and their gifts. While I do not readily accept such a title, I can definitely understand the circumstances of becoming lost, losing it, or fading.

For a very long time, I have known the direction I should go. It’s as if the very universe is my pathway, and echoes the correct or incorrectness of the steps I take through life. I don’t know where the road is going, but before I complete nearly any action, I know if it is the right choice for me. Sometimes my awareness dims, and I make mistakes, of course. By no means am I infallible. But so long as I remain aware and listen to the directions of the Golden Road (as I have come to call it), my life benefits.

I have stepped off the path purposefully in the past, testing the waters, the consequences. Every time “disaster” ensued. But just last night, I realized that dragging myself down this path, while an obligation, is what I truly want for myself. The reason I walk it is because at some point, I chose it.

I speculate about the meaning of the Road. I am inclined to think every one follows such a Road, and most merely are not connected to it. I wonder if this is a path souls travel in order to obtain that sought after evolution and enlightenment.

I do not know how long my road is. I can feel the end in the distance, reassuring me that I will eventually reach a destination. Yet perhaps I will not reach it in this life, but the next, or the one after that. It feels none too distant, but what is a couple lifetimes to something eternal?

Since I am far too tired to meditate properly, tonight I decided to try something new to me.

I put my mp3 player on shuffle, and zoomed through the random selections till I found one I thought suitable for meditation. That was Looming Moon by Secret And Whisper. I let the shuffle pick a random song for the second half.

This was Twelve Line Song by 8in8.

So my mediation was silly and pleasant, with a pinch of weight. It was a fun thing to try, and had a slight chaos magic flavor to it.

Since I haven’t had any particularly stirring AE experiences lately, I will just stream some of the visions I’ve got going on behind my eyes for you guys.

Streaming… beep boop beep.

I see a grassy plain stretching to a cliff. The angle of the cliff keeps getting steeper, the grass sliding out over the edge. There is a being on a horse. He wears something that makes me think samurai, but it seems a bit more practical and futuristic as opposed to ceremonial. He feels anger, perhaps righteous anger.

Change. There is a black man, full black, as if he is made from ink. He reminds me of Greek paintings. He is screaming silently.

Change. There is a long carpet, riding on top of three horses long, with their heads bowed down. They are headed across a plain towards a tall city.

Change. There is a youngish girl in a rowboat. She is wearing a purpley blue bonnet and matching dress. She seems lost.

carrymetoinnisfree asked: Where did you go? ! I miss your posts so much, please hurry back !

This is heartwarming. ^^ Sorry it took so long! I should be back now. :)

This is one of my more significant experiences in the AE. (AE is the term I used to refer to the places I travel other than with my physical body. This is because I am unsure about whether it is the astral, mental, upper or under worlds and planes, all or none of them. It may very well be irrelevant.)  I opened my eyes in the AE. I found myself traveling down a staircase of dark stone, the walls rising to a pointed arch above my head.

When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I found myself in a dark underground room, made from the same dark/black stone as the stairs. The room was quite large, probably about 30’ wide and 50’ long.

There was sparse lighting from a couple candles on the walls. I strode toward the far end of the room. The place felt specifically like a cathedral, be it for some other god or religion that we do not have here.

On the far end on the room, on a slightly raised dias, there was a pedestal holding a large black tome. I opened it, very lightly uneasy, though mostly confident that I would not be there if I was not supposed to be. The words in the book were a different language, but I had a sort of slippery understanding of them. I flipped through, until the book fell open on a page with a black diagram in the top right corner. I knew then that this was the page I was meant to see, and use.

I placed my hand over the glyph, and a dark invisible flash pulsed through the room. The words on the page snaked into my fingertips, and I raised my hand.

The page was blank now, and looking at the palm of my right hand I could see the symbol there. I places my palms together, so that the symbol became part of both hands. It looked similar to a stylized number four in a circle.

I felt empowered, and returned focus to my human sight.

I apologize for yet another long absence. My computer crashed, rendering me unable to draw symbols for you. Coupled with laziness, this resulted in a significant space of time where I avoided this blog.

Until I can get more symbols up, I will instead post about the other aspects of my magic, which I always intended to put here. I hope you enjoy. : )

So, it’s been ages since I made a post. Sorry about that! I should be updating regularly again after this. 

Yesterday I was experimenting with shamanic journeying and the Unnamed Path, and I met the Light Goddess. (The Unnamed Path has a four-god dynamic, light god and dark god, light goddess and dark goddess.) I have met the other three already. The Light Goddess was very kind, and showed me how to cleanse myself of my fears (she held my hand over this small cauldron with flame in it) and then she gifted me with a large diamond, which she instructed me to embed in my chest. The diamond opens my heart, and allows my love to pour unhindered, and with greater strength and clarity.

Have any of you ever been given gifts by beings or concepts?

orcdeminissaia replied to your post: I was wondering if there are any norse runes or symbols that you would recommend getting tattooed

See that ^^ http://sunnyway.com/runes/tattoos.html

Yeah! That is a good suggestion linky! Thank you. :D

fuckbitches-gettacobell asked: I was wondering if there are any norse runes or symbols that you would recommend getting tattooed

Sorry it took me so long to answer! (I have been sick for ages…) It really depends on what is important to you. I always feel that tattoos should represent things that are a big deal to you. So I would be more likely to get the norse rune Raidho (R) which represents travel, or wunjo (P) which represents joy.