Drawing Your Magick: Part One

This entry was triggered by a sigil that I drew and then posted on Instagram. Sigils are perfect for manifestation, which is exactly what I need at the moment. I’m currently looking for an apartment and I thought that drawing a sigil would be the perfect representation of my intentions.

A sigil is a condensed pictorial version of your intent. The intent to be prosperous, to be safe and protected, to fall into the purest and sweetest love. We are surrounded by sigils all the time. These images may be intricate or they may be simple. Let’s look at Valentine’s Day for example. For weeks, we are surrounded by images of love. Cute cupids, sweet hearts and fresh flowers. One can think that it’s all of the advertising that makes the heart yearn for companionship but I think that there must be some kind of magick woven into all of it. The advertisers are filled with such a strong intent to get their lovey dovey intent across, that they’ve cast a spell without even knowing it!!

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Another great example of a sigil is a graphic novel titled The Invisibles, by Grant Morrison. This comic comprises of one crazy occult/metaphysical adventure. It is definitely worth a read, though I will say, crazy things happen to the reader while it is in their possession.

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Sounds strange doesn’t it? The entire comic is made up of sigils, which in turn, create a hypersigil. Grant Morrison put his intention to work creating this sigil for 6 long years. Who knows but he has in mind but I hope it is manifesting for him!

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                 Grant Morrison

Sigils have been in use since medieval times. Ceremonial magicians used them to conjure and summon up various daemons and angels. The Book of Solomon contains many of these ancient symbols of intent. Some of these sigils were created with the help of planetary squares and were created into talismans.

I will continue with Part 2 with the coming of the Full Moon

Mundane Break

It’s been a while. I’ve gotten caught up in the hustle and bustle of day to day life, but I haven’t forgotten.

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The Wheel turns yet again. The Autumn Equinox passed not too long ago, signaling the middle of the harvest season and the beginning of the dark time of the year. The Dark Time. It sounds so ominous, doesn’t it? The energies of the Earth start to flow inwards, to move into a state of rest and conservation. We should do the same. Use this time to work on that project… something that you’ve been meaning to work on all year. Maybe you wanted to learn how to read tarot cards, or hone your scrying skills…perhaps even finish that sweater you started knitting last year, hmm? Now would be the time to start.

Begin to look inwards. What have you accomplished this year? Where did you fall short? Reap the harvest that you’ve sown for yourself and be thankful for your blessings past, present and future.

-Stag

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The Stag

You’re standing under a clear blue sky and the Sun above your head is a lot brighter and larger than it should be. The colour of this large, bright Sun is mustard yellow and it doesn’t dazzle your eyes as you boldly stare into it.

You can’t feel any wind, yet the long blades of grass that are curling around your legs and in between your toes, seem to move. Moving like the waves of the ocean. You’re standing in a sea of grass that cuts across the horizon for as far as the eye can see. Waves and waves of endless grass. Sea. Earth.

You begin to feel this pressure build around your body. A breeze? No, this is different. Suddenly, breaking the waves, these waves of sea, these waves of grass, were four magnificent stags. The great bucks were pulling a large ship through the waves. Attached to the ship like horses to a carriage, their muscles barely strained as they hauled this grand vessel through the sea.
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Sails full, these stags tore over the waves in bounds. Half swimming, half leaping, the deer pulled this majestic ship through the sea towards a destination unknown.

Your heart seems to swell and your head, swim. You’ve met the Stag.