The Well of Light

RJ Stewart is one of those rare gifted individuals who brings forth the light of wisdom to mankind. " The Well of Light" is one such book. It's main focus is faery healing and it is a healing on a grand scale, healing a wounded world. This world is wounded thanks to commercialism, over production and pollution. This book does not spout the usual environmental jargon or even herald the greatness of taking on ecological projects.

The secret to healing this wounded world lies in contacting the faerie folk and working with them to heal the planet. RJ Stewart reminds to always beware the faeries are not our help mates or assistants. They are our partners, equal partners. Since they dwell on a different dimension somewhere beneath the Earth's surface there are things that they are able to do and things that we are able to do. We need to combine abilities and work together. To help us in this quest is a third partner, an animal. Animals contain a variety of abilities. The animal is our equal partner. Among the author's several warnings, there is one that speaks of animals. Do not expect your animal ally to be a tiger, wolf, lion or some other majestic animal. Your animal chooses you and it could even be a snail or a pill bug and what is wrong with an insect.

At the start of the book the author gives guidelines on how to use the book and he also gives several definition. Our faeries and animal allies have already been explained. But there is more. Transhumans like Thomas Rhymer, an actual person, act as go betweens and guides for mortals like us who want to traverse the realm of the fae. There are also elemental which is fire, water. air and land. They are not to be confused with nature spirits or faeries. Humans have all four elements in them as do faeries. Nature Spirits are different entities all together and sometimes they are confined to a certain area for example a tree spirit or a spirit of the valley The big shot though are the Titans, the Titan are the ones who cause all the earthquakes, volcanic eruptions and other disasters. This happens when mankind is out of sinc with the environment.

Anyone wishing to work with faeries would be well advised to read up on RJ Stewart. Not only does he use high quality scholarship in his teachings but he is a Scotsman who knows the European tradition of the Faeries and he does an excellent job drawing from that. He also uses information that he has learned from inner contacts ie Faeries. The Meditations are simple and easy to do, you can start using them as soon as you read them.

The book is about healing. For faerie healers, who by the way are different from any other healers, there are 7 different ways to heal. Some healers use stones, others use water. Then there are those who use allies,plants, living creatures, their hands and signatures. Signatures are powerful patterns.

It may be a short book but I learned lots. By the way there is a special symbology behind the two roses on the books conver. I will let you read it to find out. I did not even realize how much I learned until I finished. This one gets 5 broomsticks out of 5.

Faerie Song pt 2: A modern Faerie Tale

Carter Hall Main the Present

Things changed a lot since Tim hurled a rock into his father’s head and fled into the deep green forest with a new found friend. The different season’s remained the same, there were still your cold winters with feet of snow and there were still your hot summers. The log cabin’s of Tim’s era were long gone. In there place one would find two story houses that were painted with a wider variety of colors. Some houses were blue, some were grey and some were even brown. Most though were painted white with several coats of paint. The farmsteads were replaced with well manicured lawns and multicolored flower beds. The horse and carriage were replaced with big iron chariots that had no need of a horse. The real big ones were called Hummers. Carter Hall had plenty of iron chariots one for each member of the family. Tim returned some what before the price of gas sky rocketed. Smaller cars took the place of the oversized cumbersome Hummer, a behemoth that Tim would never learn to like.
Tim at first was amazed, he liked the idea of the balconies. Several houses had them, some even had two. People lounging on the second story of their castle like houses it totally amazed Tim, what truly amazed him was that some houses had two. Tim would gaze in wonder and sometimes even wander into backyards looking at the different balconies. To a small town like Carter Hall this was very strange behavior. People wondered about the strange orphan who one day just showed up. Neighborhood teen agers avoided Tim. If it seems a contradiction people thought well of the teacher, Mr. Doran who was kind enough to take in the strange orphan boy wandering the street..
The forest of Carter Hall remained untouched, it was exactly the same as when Tim fled into it and found himself in another world. The day he fled with the little boy Patrick into the forest was a day that etched permanently in the history of Carter Hall. The Old Cabin was still there albeit the cabin was falling apart and overgrown with weeds. When Tim returned he had a sense of longing. Patrick , his Faery Friend had shape shifted into the form of an adult man, patted his shoulder in order to comfort him.
“ Not yet my friend” Patrick said softly in a reassuring tone. “The time will come” Tim knew better than to second guess his by now long time friend.
Over the many years that the cabin had remained derelict it had at times become an object of attention. “ That cabin is so ugly why not fix it up or tear it down?’ many people would say. Many town’s people believed that cabin was haunted. “It’s a strange place “someone would say. “ There is legend that a boy ran into the woods and his ghost comes back”
Contractors and developers tried to work on the property. Usually someone from out of town would purchase the property thinking they could build a house and fix up the lot and then they could live there or sell it off later. It never happened. Tim was thankful, he always knew that Patrick his short stout faery friend would keep him safe. Legend has it that when the construction crew came they would move their big machinery like tractors, steamrollers and all their other supplies. The construction crew would leave everything at the sight over night. Come the next morning everything was gone with out a trace. Even the workshed and portable offices were missing. People were dumb founded and perplexed and it happened on several occasions.
From a certain hiding place Patrick would look at the confused and dumb founded expression on the faces of the worker. No they would not get a hold of Tim Lane’s farmstead no siree he thought to himself.
Sometimes Patrick would let himself be seen. There were reports of a little boy with blond hair and big blue eyes running around. If anyone tried to catch him they would be amazed at his rapid disappearance. Many people thought they saw a ghost.. Some people truly believed that the place was really haunted.

September 13, 2010

Gardenia arrived for her first time at Carter Hall High School. She was one of those girls with down to earth look that made her one of the most beautiful girls to look at while at the same time making her look so ordinary that you could imagine someone or perhaps several people over looking her. Her hair was long and thin and was colored a deep chestnut brown. Her skin had a natural tan to it that would make someone think she spent lots of time at the beach. Gardenia was not the type of girl who dressed up or kept pace with the fashion trends. He favorite pants of which she had several pair of, were good old fashioned Levi blue jeans. No fancy blouses for this girl it was usually a t-shirt topped with a collared shirt of sorts. To see her beauty one had to stare past the Tom Boyish look.

New people stood out in Carter Hall. It was impossible for someone new to remain invisible. Gardenia was definitely noticed, especially by the other girl who’s reaction though harsh may have been either disgust or envy. Two in particular took an immediate disliking to the plain appearing Gardenia. Candace a blond haired hazel eyed girl was the leader of the cheer leading team. Her parents were well to do and her style of acting and dressing made sure that everyone else at school knew it. Mishaela her best friend was second in command on the cheerleading squad. A young girl with smooth textured abony skin and milky white teeth and flashed every time she smiled. Her hair went below her shoulders in ringlet that dangled daintily of her shoulders.

As Gardenia passed by the two Candace fixed her a wicked stare much like a lion would glare at the prey it was about to devour. Gardenia’s mind was else where and so she walked right passed them with out the slightest bit of concern. She held her notebook close to her chest and scurried to class. Being ignored was something Candace and Mishaela did not like.

Perhaps most people in the big city would have over looked a girl like Gardenia, she seemed to catch on rather well with the boys of Carter Hall High. Elroy and Matt were both stars on the local football team. Naturals for Candace and Mishaela. These boys took notice. Carter Hall was one of those small towns where everyone knows everyone.

Small towns like Carter Hall had only one elementery school, one junior high school and one high school. All the schools were named Carter Hall. Like Carter Hall Elementery easy pattern to remember. In the typical small town there was one big market in the center and two gas stations. There was a spare 7/11 or liquor store everything locally owned as big companies like Ralph’s or Von’s tended not to open branches in the smaller towns like Carter Hall. Everything was locally owned and operated.

In such small towns everyone grew up together and families had been friends for sometimes generation. To say that everyone knew everyone was an understatement. Everyone knew everyone’s life story. Young people would dreams of moving to bigger cities when they got older.
“Heck it’s a dream of mine Elroy” Matt one time said over drink he purchased from the local market. He kept the drink wrapped in a brown bad. “ I am going to play football for some big university get a job and never come back” Matt would then stop talking rub his acne marked forehead and continue his dreaming. Elroy took big gulps of his drink and dreamed right along with Matt.
For the first few days no one made an effort to befriend Gardenia that is just not the way things worked in small towns. No one ever bothered with a new comer sure they had questions.
“ Who is that new girl?” Asked Candace with a derisive sneer.
“Sheesh Candy” Mishaela replied addressing her friend by the much used nickname “ I do not know but anyone coming out here in the Middle of nowhere must have issues cause there is nothing out here.”
“ Tell that to my dad” Candy parried back sarcastically.
“That girl think she something” Mishaela snickered to her friend Candy
“She dresses like a boy” huffed Candy while she scanned Gardenia up and down. “Hello Fashion school” Candy stopped her tirade and piked a finger in her throat as gesture that Gardenia made her sick enough to vomit.
“Well Candy girl” Mishaela gave a quick glance back at Gaardenia who was by now down the hall and then she turned back to her friend “ I would not give Ms. Plain Jane a second thought cause she ain’t got nothing on us” Mishaela collected the books from her locker gave her friend a wink and went off on her way to class.

With the guys the conversation took a different turn. “ Any word on the new girl?” Matt asked Elroy while delivering a light playful punch to the arm. Elroy let out a laugh.
“ Extra Extra read all about it the Captain of the football team takes an interest in the new girl.” Elroy joked bobbing his his head of close cropped hair up and down. Elroy had a very deep tan and very deep brown eyes. He was of a wiry build and very swift on the field.. Mathew also had close cropped brown hair but his skin was much lighter, marked with acne he was also of a sturdy build.
“You better watch it next time we are out on the field” Mathew warned playfully.
“First slow poke you gotta catch me” Elroy responded matter of factly. Elroy also gazed upon Gardenia as she waltzed right past him on her way to class.
“You know” Elroy said in a rather serious tone “ She is rather straight forward and confident, I kind of like that in a girl”
“Look who is interested in the new girl” joked Mathew
“She reminds me of my mom and my grandmother” Elroy said in a serious tone. It was a tone that Mathew knew. Joking time was over especially when his mother or grandmother was invoked.
“Well” Mathew said rather seriously “ she would be a hot cheerleader. THe two continued walking down the hallway lost in their conversation oblivious to the world around them. “ Elroy” Mathew said in a tone that meant he was about to ask a question “ who in their right mind would come to Carter Halll?” Mathew paused “ I mean everyone here wants to get away from this place that is if they can.”
“ Dunno” responded Elroy dumbly. “Wackjobs, losers. people wioth nowhere else to go”
“Maybe they have something to hide it ain’t everyday that people come out here.”
“ Maybe her family are forest people” joked Elroy
"Forest people?" asked Mathew
"It's a long story" replied Mathew.

Soul of Fire by Terry Goodkind

Since Kahalan rescued Richard from the Temple of the Wind the Chimes have been sent lose up the world. The Chimes are eating up all the positive magic and killing anyone who gets to close to a body of water or fire. Richard and Kahlan have to end their wedding celebrations early as Zed send Richard back to the Wizards Keep to get his sword and break a magic bottle. Anne the former prelate goes into Jagangs camp to rescue the Sisters of Light or to kill therm. Zed goes to Anderith to fight against the Chimes only to get turned into a Raven.

The Chimes have been let loose on the world before and there was only one Wizard who was able to contain them and that was Joseph Anders. He was the for father of Anderith. Zed does his best to look through the books and find clues as to how to fight the chimes so magic can be saved.

Anderith is at a crossroads.Jagang the emperor from the Old World want to strike and alliance with the city as it is crucial for supplying his troops with food and has Dirtch a system of stone bells that will kill any invader who tries to invade Anderith. Anderith is run by the conniving dishonest Minister of Culture m who inturn is assisted by his highly intelligent aide Dalton Campell.

Richard arrives and of course figure out the clues . Anderith decides to join Jagang but Riachard poisoned their food. Read the novel to find out the rest.

One drawback of this book is the lack of battle scenes. Most people who read the fantasy genre like to read battle scenes. They are scarce. The story also does not follow the typical story line structure.

Faerie Song part 1 by Steve Cranow

ast of Characters
Harold- Father sauntering drunk, Tims father
Katrina- Tims Mother
Tim- the boy who gets lost in faerie world

Faerie Song by Steve Cranow There had been fighting in the log cabin by the edge of the woods. The yelling was loud enough for it to be heard in the neighboring households in the area. Harold, the father, was a sauntering drunk, a drunk who was prone to bouts of yelling and physical violence. Katrina, a woman of Medium build, dark hair and green eyes bore it as best she could. Tim, teenage boy boy took after his mother with raven black hair and his emerald green eyes. It was on a fateful Tuesday with an over cast sky that the Middle aged father came home in a drunken rage. Having quaffed an abundance of ale he was staggering home and bawling profanities. Tim was dressed in his wood brown vest, a vest he wore only when working. To complement his wood brown vest Tim also wore a pair of black work pants which covered dirt from working rather well. His usual chores for the day entailed taking care of the livestock and tending the farming tools so as to make sure they were clean and ready for work. The woods of Carter Hall always held special fascination for the growing Tim. as though something was calling out to him. For a spring it was rather over cast and there had been a light drizzle the night before. The ground was still damp from the early spring rains and to Tim the forest was alive and breathing, looking especially vital. The forest beckoned him to explore. The leaves were colored an extra bright green, the tree bark looked browner than it usually did. The flowers vibrated it seemed and their colors were extra vivid. It was an unusual day as Tim spied what appeared to be a small boy about as tall as his waist. The boy was rather round looking and even from far away Tim could see that his eyes were shining with a bright blue light. He had curly blond hair. Dancing around the one of the forest’s oak trees mad the boy seem rather strange to Tim. From his coral were the horses were penned up Tim stopped his daily chores and gazed at the young boy dancing around the tree. The boys outfit was rather different. Tim wondered if the boy was from around here. His outfit consisted of woolen drawstring pants, brilliant, emerald green shirt that would match nicely with Tim’s eyes. The little boy also wore a purple vest. “Who ever wears purple?” Tim muttered to himself. No sooner had the words escaped Tim’s mouth then the boy stopped his dancing and looked directly at Tim. Tim wondered if the little kid had heard him. The giggling boy broke into a run and Tim gave chase. “Hey wait” yelled Tim as he pursued the fleeing boy. But his entreaties were in vain. For such a rotund little boy he ran very fast. Within a short time Tim was huffing and puffing out of breath while the rotund little boy was far ahead of him. Tim picked up a stone and threw it against the wet forest floor. “Lost Him “ he gritted. The stone hit the ground with a loud splat. The mud got all over his pants. Tim looked down with disgust. Muddy pants would surely get his drunken father angry. With his head hung low Tim returned to finish his chores. Just before leaving the forest Tim received the shock of his life. There was the boy standing in front of him smiling and waving. Tim looked at him curiously “ What is your name?’ he ventured to ask. There was no response, the boy just turned and began running again. “Wait don’t run” Tim yelled as he resumed his pursuit. The boy still proved to fast for Tim. All Tim could do was slap his thigh in frustration and give up this senseless chase. It was back to get back to his chores. The Little boy watch the raven haired Tim head back home with his head hung low. Harold was waiting outside where the horses were corralled. Tim’s father a fat pot bellied middle age drunk with a nasty temper. Harold’s father was made even more repulsive when his belly protruded over his waist line. Despite Harold’s over size belly his pants were falling down. Falling pants was a bad sign that meant there was no belt to hold them up. The belt a worn piece of black leather strip was hanging loosely from his father’s hand. The little boy watched all this from the forest. His face turned to a frown when he realized that the scene he was about to observe would not be pleasant. Something flashed in the little boys head, bright, purple and blue it meant only one thing, cruelty. The little boy lacked the temerity to get closer. He did not smell the wreak of the fat man’s breath laced with foul smelling alcohol fumes. Hugging close to the outer borders so as not to be seen the little boy decide to get a little closer. The curiosity compelled him. “ The hay is all over the place, the horses are dirty darn it there is work that need to be done” bellowed Harold in a bellicose fashion. “All you are doing is playing and avoiding you chores” Tim walked closer to his father with his hands up. The little boy wondered why the young man was waling up to the fat man when he knew he would be cruelly hit and beaten. In a drunken gait the fat man advanced upon his son with his belt dangling erratically at his feet. “ Pa, I was just taking a brake” Tim said. The little boy in the woods could tell by the tone that Tim was pleading not to get beaten. Why not run into the forest the little rotund boy thought to himself. Tim’s fat father fixed him an evil stare with his bloodshot blazed over eyes. “ Work needs to be done” growled the father “ and my lazy good for nothing son decide that he will act like a school boy and play in the woods. “ The father momentarily stopped his growling complaints and just glared at his son. A wave of hate stole over the enraged drunk’s face the belt went flying towards Tim’s face. Tim has rather quick reflexes and he was fast enough to block the belt from whipping him in the face. A sound of thunder rent through the air. “ What, What” sputtered the enraged father. “ What is this? How dare you block me” Harold began swinging his belt around wildly towards Tim’s face. The belt made contact and stung like nothing he had ever felt before. Tim stared wide eyed at his father in shock. His face showed a fearful amazement. He caressed his cheek with his left hand gently rubbing the welted flesh on his cheek. Tim had been whipped by his father before, Harold was a cruel man when he got the drink flowing through his veins, but Tim never had been whipped in the face before. Fear slowly gave way to rage. Time never felt this before when getting beaten by his old man. He would not wait for the worn leather strip to land on his body. Bravely and vigorously he fought back. Before Tim knew it, before he could even stop it his left hand shot out with a will of it’s own. Tim was as surprised as his father was when he heard the cartilage in his father nose crackle as the left fist made contact. Harold lowered his head and sniffed a few time. He felt under his nose with his left hand. There was blood on his hand. Tim, thought Harold to himself, a good for nothing lazy son had given him a bloody nose. Harold face turned the shade of a violent red he charged at Tim like an enraged bull. Harold backed up a few step almost tripping over a stone, he barely stopped himself from falling. Harold the enraged bull was charging at him full ahead. Then it happened again without even thinking Harold picked up the stone and hurled it. The rock bounced off Harold’s forehead with a loud hollow thud. Time was standing still and both Harold’s head and the stone hit the ground at the same time. A crimson pool of blood formed around Harold’s head. Now I’ve done it Harold thought I killed him.. Tim looked around there no witnesses. In a panic he darted out into the forest. “Oh God “ Tim gaped as he ran with tears falling from his eyes “ Why does this have to happen to me?” Deeper and deeper into the forest he ran. His life as he had known it before was over. Just how different it would be Tim had no idea. The boy with brilliant blue eyes observed Tim fleeing into the forest. The boy had a look of sadness and his eyes went dim. Compassion began stirring in his heart for Tim. It was then that he decided he would be Tim’s friend and help him.

Modern Wicca By Michael Howard

Michael Howard is a foremost expert on Witchcraft and Wicca, himself and initiate and practitioner of Gardnerian Wicca has written a book with an insiders look at the craft from it’s inception all the way to it’s evolution of the present day. Mr. Howard has written well over twenty books on Witchcraft and Magick.

It was in the early 1950’s that Gerald Brossaugh Gardner founded Modern Wicca or Witchcraft. Since it’s inception both the founder and the movement have been subject to controversy. Some would describe Gardner as eccentric, perverted, untruthful and publicity hungry. Others would describe him as quick witted, humorous and very talkative.

Debate goes on to this day as to whether Wicca is Gardners own concoction or whether it is an ancient witch cult that has survive since prehistoric times. Following the theory of Dr. Margaret Murray who proposed that the Witch cult is a remnant of an Ancient Fertility Goddess religious cult that was spread world wide. Many in the academic community have since debunked her theories. Isaac Bonewits has also said that Gardner’s religion is not an ancient one but rather a relgion that was born in the 1950’s yet is still valid. Gavin Bone echoed similar sentiments.

As a child Gardner was rather sickly having been afflicted with asthma. In order to improve his health Gardener’s care taker used to take him to warmer climates. During these travel he was exposed to different pagan historical sights. Such travel would eventually take him to India where he was able to learn about Ancient Indian Religion. The Kris was an Indian Knife it was used to in rituals and sometimes in combat. It was believed that the knife contained a spirit. Gardener ended up living over there for a while. He returned and ended up living in New Forest.

In terms of religious practice and belief Gardner was some what of an eclectic. He was a Mason, belong perhaps rather briefly to Crowley’s OTO organization, was a naturist, belonged to a Druid Order and belong to the Celtic church ( definitely Christian). While living in New Forest he was exposed to a what was lead to believe was a coven. They used to gather in a Rosicrucian theater and the member were also Rosicrucian’s. Gardner was initiated into this order by the High Priestess Dorothy Clutterbuck . Some reports say that someone named Dafo initiated him. After his induction he wrote several fiction book. Most of the rituals came from Mather’s Lesser Key of Solomon. He did not want to reveal too much supposedly.

In the early 1950’s he went public. There are serious speculations that Gardner had Crowley wrote parts of Gardner’s Book of Shadows. Parts were definitely plagiarized. Gardners relation to Crowley was rather ambiguous. Some say that Gardner called Crowley a Charlatan. Other maintain that Crowley though Gardner a little crazy. The two met for a few days and Gardner was supposed to head up Crowley’s OTO chapter in Britain. Gardner never pursued it and he made the claim that his ill health prevented him.
The book point to a common denominator between Crowley’s material and background and that of Gardner’s. Apparently at different times both were affiliated with a coven system run by George Pickingill. It seems as if Pickingill had a coven running in New Forest. . This was reported in Cauldron Magazine by some one named Liddel.

One of the big shots to enter Garder’s circle was Doreen Valiente. She would later rewrite many parts of Gardner’s book of Shadows. Charles Cardell would also become a major player in Wicca. He would start his own movement based primarily on Gardner’s Book of Shadows. His God would be Atho.

After living in New Forest Gardner and his wife moved to Bricketwood. In Bricketwood Wicca and witch craft would be exposed to negative publicity. The Wiccan would try to counteract that and several advised keeping a low profile. Gardner was constantly seeking publicity. Power struggles and publicity stunts would serve to divide the group. During this time period Alex Sanders would get involved. Those that met him at first did not think to highly of him. Alex would make false claims and cal himself the King of Witches. He started his own branch. Doreen Valiente would leave Gardners fold and then join Alex Sanders group. In time she left that and went with Robert Cochrane.

As time goes on and Gardner passes away Wicca evolves, It moves away from Coven based and becomes more festival and book based. The primary authority become authors who publish books. Wiccans can eventually self initiate and become solitary practitioners. Wiccans become feminist and involved with the environments and organizations spring up that unify Wicca with other Pagan movements. These organization help protect Pagan rights. Wicca is now on it’s way to becoming a major world religion.

Talismans and Amulets

wisdom derived from the lectures and works of Donald Michael Kraig. More thorough review of process listed in "Modern Magick" 3 rd edition.

Talismans and Amulets are devices for magick. Magick is the ability to make a change. In the universe there are four forces of change known to scientist and they are Gravity, electromagnetic, weak atomic energy and strong atomic energy. The lat two were not known to scientist a century ago.

If anindividual wants successful magick they are required to have three things.

1) Positive Attitude: You need to know that your magick is good enough and that it will succeed. You need to believe in it. Mental attitude also effects healing a fact recognized by Western Doctors.

2) Energy) You need to know how to work with energy. Energy is raised and controlled by breath work and visualization work.

3) Knowledge) You need to know what to do with your energy.

There are a couple of ways to know if your magick is effective. The first change is Delta T. Delta T is a change in the temperature. Delta C is a change in time. Time goes slower or faster then you expect it to.

Banishing Rituals

THe First Banishing is the Lesser Banishing Pentagram Ritual. Banishing should be done twice a day.

1) Face East and touch your forhead while visualizing your energy touching your forehead. Say atah in a vibrating tone.

2) Bring your finger to your Solar Plexus and say Malkhut in vibrating tone. Picture energy going to the bottom of your body.

3) Touch your right shoulder picture energy leaving out your right shoulder and say vegivurah in vibratory style.

4)Touch your left shoulder same visualiztion and vibrate le olam Amen

The second part involves making the pentagrams. You are still facing east. You start at the left hip. Make a line going above your head and then bring the hand to your right hip. Next bring your right hand to the outside of your left shoulder. Then you bring it to your right side just outside the right shoulder. Finaly you finish where you began. After this you step forward with your left footboth hands held out evenly palms down. You say yud heh Vav Heh. You will turn clock clockwise to your right and repeat the process saying adonai for one side then ehheyeh and then Aglah

Next evoking the arch angels

1) To the East is Rafael hold out hand and vibrate Rafael
BEFORE ME (then vibrate) RAPHAEL (pronounced RAH-PHYE-EHL)

Imagine a scintillating brilliant white Archangel in front of you and facing you. In his/her right hand is a magical Sword held with the point upright. The background is a pale, pure, bright yellow. Cherubs can be imagined near the Archangel. Imagine a gentle, refreshing breeze, cleansing and purifying the air.

2. BEHIND ME (then vibrate) GABRIEL (pronounced GAH-BREE-EHL)
Imagine a scintillating brilliant white Archangel behind you and facing you, holding in their right hand an exquisite silver Chalice. He/she is standing on a Cerulean-blue ocean and dolphins or mermaids are nearby. Imagine feeling the mist and cool spray of the ocean breeze.

3. AT MY RIGHT HAND (then vibrate) MICHAEL (pronounced MEE-CHYE-EHL)

Imagine a scintillating brilliant white Archangel at your right, facing you, and holding in their right hand a transparent scarlet red Wand with a scintillate pure diamond top. Waves of scarlet, red-orange and orange fire in the background. Also, SEKHMET, with a scarlet disk above her head, emerald green Uraeus, scarlet dress from just below breasts, tight-fitting, down to her ankles, is in the flames. She holds, in her left hand, a scarlet-red lotus wand. In her right hand, she holds an emerald-green ankh. Small black salamanders can be seen moving among the flames. Imagine you feel the heat and power emanating from the SOUTH.

4. AT MY LEFT HAND (then vibrate) AURIEL (pronounced AWE-REE-EHL)

Imagine a scintillating brilliant white Archangel at your left, facing you, and holding between their hands a Disk with a scintillating white Pentagram in the center. The ground is russet-brown, the leaves of the trees are olive-green, there are black shadows from the trees in a number of places, and the light is citrine (light yellow-green.) Feel the solidity of the Earth, and imagine the odor of the leaves and muskiness of the ground.

Then Say "For about me flames the Pentagram and within me flames the six point star"

THere is another banishing ritual that one should be aware of this is from Chaos Magick. It is called "The Gnostic Pentagram Ritual"

1. Face any way you please and you can turn anyway you please.
procedure

Ritual Procedure
Stand facing any preferred direction.
Inhale fully. Exhale slowly sustaining the sound "I" (a high-pitched ieeeee! sound) while visualizing a radiance of energy in the head area.
Inhale fully. Exhale slowly sustaining the sound "E" (a lower-pitched eeeeh! sound) while visualizing a radiance of enerfy in the throat area.
Inhale fully. Exhale slowly sustaining the sound "A" (a deep aaaah! sound) while visualizing a radiance of energy in the heart and lungs, which spreads to the muscles of the limbs.
As in 2, but the sound "O" (ooooh!) in the belly area.
As in 2, but the sound "U" (a very deep uuuur!) in the genital/anal area.
Repat 6. Then 5, 4, 3, 2, working back toward the head.
Inhale fully. Exhale slowly, forming each of the IEAOU sounds in turn while, with the left arm, drawing in the air a pentagram, which is also visualized strongly.
Make a quarter turn to the left and repeat 8, then continue to turn and draw the remaining pentagrams with mantra and visualization until returning to the starting position.
Repeat steps 2-7 inclusive.

There is a second Chaos Magick Banishing Ritual. It is the banishing ritual of laughter Turn in a circle and laugh.

Talismans are magical devices that draw things to you like wealth, good luck fortune and health. An Amulet on the other hand repels things like bad luck, evil eyes, poverty and sickness.

The best times for making Talismans is during the waxing moon all the way to the full moon. Start from when the New Moon is barely visible. For amulets the best times is during the waning moon. THis is after the full moon start decreasing all the way until the dark moon.

When making amulets or Talismans one should have a specific goal in mind. Goals need to be very specific and you have to want or need it very badly. Just a note. People do not need money they need the things that money can buy.

Goals should be smart goals. S) Specific or concrete M) Measurable,quantitative and meaningful. A) Attainable R) Realistic T) Time Frame goals should also be ecological and beneficial to everyone else.

A great way to build magickal power is to lower your expectations. Lower expectation means more success, more success increases you magick and your power.

Talisman can are objects that can be either sacred or profane. It can be with or without symbols. It needs to have an end and it needs to be consecrated.

There are five basic types of Talismans/amulets. 1) Prefab or ones that are all ready made. 2) Found, like a stone or a necklace 3) Traditional Structure, this means that it is created on traditional pattern ie using the hebrew letter of the Rosy Cross Malchut for money. 4) Compress alphabet and make a sigil design. Chaos magick sigil take out duplicate letters and vowels. 5) Free Form which is done by allowing spirit to write through you. Austin Osman Spare had a techniqie called free drawing. Do a lazy figure 8 focus on your goal and then let it go.

Before making your talisman/amulet you should do a divination of sorts to see what the results of the action would be? You may or may not want to do it.

Step two design your talsiman. Step three you should purify your talisman/amulet. This purification can be done in a variety of ways. Keep under running water, run it through smoke, pass it through fire or bury it in the ground. step four give your talisman a time limit to achieve the goal. Step five purify yourself. This usually done by taking a shower. Finally you perform the ritual.

Steps tp perfroming the ritual

1. Clean your ritual area. 2. Do your bansihing ritual 3. Project sight, in ceremonial masgick you step forward with your left foot hand are held straight out palms down. You should breath out. Call on power of Deity to charge your amulet or Talisman. THe Wiccan way as taught by Raven Grimassi is during a full moon you form your hands into a triangle and gaze at the moon and keep it in the triangle until you see a hazy double. Take this double and put it on your talisman

There is a chaos magick way. You place the Talisman/Amulet in your left hand keep looking at it and spin around counter clockwise until you falldown or puke.

When your Talisman/Amulet has achieved it's purpose You should banish it again, cleanse it or Destroy it. Once you have charged your Talisman/Amulet. You should Banish the area. keep a record of what you did, Keep your Talisman near you.

Scot Cunningham had a technique of making Guardians out of monster toys. Much like above save you charge it for protection.



When making amulets or talismans Kabbalists used to use Virgin parchment. Todays practitioner can use unrecycled paper.

The Complete Magick Curriculum of the Secret Order GBG

The Great Brotherhood of God closed the doors to their order in 1936. They ceased all normal functioning in 1938 just like the founder of the magickal order had commanded. Louis T. Culling was a member of that order and he was commissioned to write this present volume by the Founder Mr. Russell. Louis T. Culling wrote it and published it so people could independently use the program to initiate or begin to start their magical practice. This book is a do it yourself kit and a short cut, straight away to the goal. Their is no external teacher you are your own teacher. But do not be fooled this is no easy road. This curriculum is hard work.

The current edition is a re-release with commentery by Carl Weshke owner of Llewellyn publishing. His offers several good explanations for concepts that need to be clarified and I found his input most helpful in several cases. There were point in the book were I felt the text was repeated word for word in several places. Such redundancy could become very annoying.

Mr. Russel who was a student of Aleister Crowley is the person who wrote the curriculum and started the order. Aleister Crowley believed at the time of writing that humanity was entering in the Aeon of Horus. What is special about this age is that people would not be reliant upon parochial religious authority. Secret orders would no longer be needed and people ,who are stars move independently of their own light and volition." Crowley believed that people were Gods in the making. The goal of this program was to have "knowledge and conversation with Your Holy Guardian Angel"

The program written in the book is not just a series of technique but a curriculum that is meant to be followed as written. It is easy to understand but do not be fooled you have to do the work. For the first two weeks you will keep a dream journal writing down every dream as you remember it. This facilitates conversation between the conscious and subconscious mind. As about two weeks of keeping a dream journal you will keep a magical journal that describes what you want to be. Every day you write down what you want to be. After a given period of time stated in thee book the student will do two things. One is to take a vow to be truthful to ones self and to see event in your life as communication between your Holy Guardian angel and yourself. Be careful though and do not think that everything that happens in your life happens to come from your Holy Guardian Angel. That was easy enough no?

Now comes the hard part, the Three day Retreat. The student secludes him or herself and does a ritual several times during the day and keep a journal of his or her experiences. A shortened version of this retreat happen once a year. The curriculum continues with meditations on Crowley's book of law and find it;s meaning for you. The book deals with raising energy using magical techniques between a magical couple in order to create a magical child . More advanced parts of the curriculum will involve communication with various deities along with a warning that the Deities are not coming from outside of you but rather are rising up from with in. Mr. Weshke include a glossary of terms that is very beneficial in understanding the text if you get confused. In the back there is a a bibliography that allows the student to go further in depth on an y concept that may interest them. This get 4.5 broomsticks out of 5.

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