Conjunctio: DKMU godform cycle week nine

The week of Conjunctio was a very intense and strange climax to the whole cycle. We were given clear instructions to follow in the previous weeks and had to carry them out. The main objectives were performing and filming a Conjunctio Mass and visiting Boleskine house to awaken Jena, the Giantess Troll Goddess.

It seemed appropriate that we collaborate on the sigil for Conjunctio. Anton did the sigil itself and I added the background colours. The idea was that each of the godforms will be represented by a colour. Red for LS and Red King, black for Trigag, blue for Zalty, grey for 663, white for White Queen, salmon for Ino, black and white for Enu and Null and pink for Conjunctio.I also composed the incense using some left over Abramelin Incense combined with incenses for each of the godforms. The altar was themed on red and white and included an item representing each of the DKMU godforms.

In some way, I felt Conjunctio the strongest on the first evening. I didn’t get a sense of a distinct personality, but a collective voice of all the spirits. I had a vision of being surrounded by them in a  circle and they all spoke in unison.

The experience was connected to the external events and seemed a result of our magick. Earlier during Eno and Nul, I started the Save Boleskine House Facebook group. On Wednesday, just as we entered Conjunctio, the group suddenly exploded and its membership grew to 300 people. With this came all the necessary admin and moderation work, not to mention answering the many questions from an excited magickal audience, who wanted to know more. It was overwhelming, especially considering all the magical work we needed to be doing on top of starting up this project. My feeling was that Conjunctio was smiling at us with a mischievous grin. I ended up asking myself. Do I really need to deal with this right now?

Thoth Tarot: 8 of Wands Swiftness

Fire is no longer conjoined with the ideas of combustion and destruction. It represents energy in its most exalted and tenuous sense.

A swift motion heading towards the aim, intentions carried out at least, as well a meeting offering new possibilities.

Automatic Drawing
Conjunctio Mass

Our weekend working focused on performing a Conjunctio Mass. We decided to do it as a video ritual. Our living room transformed into a  small temple and studio space where we could more comfortably wear our robes and perform each part of the ritual. We were so absorbed by the filming process that I took no photographs to share. We started in the early evening and finished when it was daylight again. It took us 12 hours to film the whole thing.

We performed the Conjunctio Mass again on Sunday but this time we did so with no recording equipment, focusing on the flow of the ritual form. Conjunctio communicated to me a short set of instructions regarding our visit to Boleskine house and what to do there.

Awakening Jena.

We created a small sigil drawing representing Jena and the Falls of Foyers of which she is a goddess. We visited the falls and charged the sigil with her power before taking a stroll to Boleskine. Both Anton and I came down with a nasty cold, so carrying out this plan took a lot out of us. However, Conjunctio said we would not regret doing it and perhaps regret not doing it!

We waited out a quiet moment to go up to the house. As we approached the main entrance we found Zalty’s book with a white ship lying just in front of the house. We put it in the bag and went inside. We took some video shots and photographs of the house, for the record.

After walking around the ruins we entered the most preserved part of the house and proceeded with magick. We started by consuming sacraments to awaken Jena. Once this part of the ritual was done, I drew three sigils each in a different wing of the house. I sprinkled the ground with the magick powder of Conjunctio incense and chilli for protection. After that, I lit up rose incense in both wings and the centre of the house and anointed walls with Abramelin Oil to consecrate it. The magick was done and we were ready to stroll back to Foyers to toast the adventure with some cider overlooking Loch Ness. I felt a real sense of closure after that.

The end and the beginning

The final day was really wrapping it all up, thanking the godforms for participating and communing with us. We both had to take care of our physical bodies and give ourselves needed rest to help get over the cold.

We smoked the house with Conjunctio incense and performed the evocation for the last time during this cycle. After meditation in front of the sigil, we opened a couple of fortune cookies. They said: you are energetic and self-motivated for Anton and your example will inspire others for me.  We closed the ritual by doing the KIAO banishing in 4 directions.

Although we were ending the Godform Cycle, it was very clear to me that this was really only a beginning of a much larger adventure. We received a lot of very useful and practical advice from the DKMU godforms. Now that the magickal operation was completed, a time came to put all of it into practice.


Zalty: DKMU godform Cycle week five

The week with Zalty turned out to be very different from the others. We had guests and were going away for the weekend to stay by Loch Ness. My sister Tara was bringing her friend Akira with her. We had never met him before and although we knew they both had interest in spirituality and magick there was no telling if either of them will get along with Zalty. The social setting resulted in us getting possessed by the pirate spirit!

We put the altar together and did our opening ritual in the morning before our guests arrived. Zalty became present almost immediately. He began by reminding me of my close relationship to water and the sea. He recommended I get back in touch with it by spending more time in and on the water and having  a splash. He also gave me a more general message:

True freedom and independence means being on the move, going where and when you please. The only arbiter is the force of nature itself.

Go where your heart leads you. Explore! Expand!

Trust your inner compass, your knowledge of the life currents. It will take you through any storm you might face. Have courage to be happy. Feel free to want more! Life is an adventure!

Automatic drawing

Next time I connected to Zalty I perceived him not as a personality but as a white ship. I had a vision of myself inside my own captain’s cabin. The boat was empty like a ghost ship. A boat with its own mind. It felt comfy and fun. The cabin was dry and warm and the ship was rocking gently on the calm sea under the starry sky. It was incredibly peaceful. I heard accounts of other magicians having their own safe space in the astral where they can go to do their magick. I realized that this is the ideal safe magickal space for me. I thanked Zalty for providing me with such a lovely and fun home.

Ghetto Tarot: The Star and Knight of Cups

I invited Tara to join my meditation and connect to Zalty. These cards fell out of the deck as I shuffled it explaining all about him. I asked Zalty what is the meaning of the cards. He responded that Knight of Cups is the traveller:

“It’s time to move into the unknown, even if the idea scares you. When you trust deeply, you don’t need to make any elaborate plans or preparations.”

and the Star is the direction:

The stars in the sky are like opportunities in life, the harder you look the more there are. Your hope is your guiding star, follow it confidently into the future. Gain trust and insight into a higher order. Your life is under lucky star.

Message in the bottle

 In addition to painting Zaltys sigil for the altar I also made a small message bottle with his sigil inside. I added some shells, sand, ambers and cloves. It’s visible on the photo below, just to the right of the main sigil. We took it with us to serve as a focus point during the weekend and to eventually be thrown into the water.

Pirate crew

The morning before going away me and Anton did a short mediation in our bedroom. Zalty suggested we go pirate. This meant being dressed fairly impractically. I put on my tie dye trousers and colourful hoodie and Moroccan jacket. Anton dressed similar and put on a navy coat. Akira was wearing Goth and Tara casual sports wear. We looked like a real motley crew!

Both Akira and Tara made a good connection to Zalty and we toasted him by  a bonfire overlooking Loch Ness on the first evening. Next morning captain Anton booked a power speed boat. The day was quite windy and we were warned that if wind picks up any further we won’t be allowed to go. We trusted Zalty to take care of that and he did. When we filled in a safety form staff asked how many under 18s are going. We are all over 30! I think at this point we all really got into a pirate spirit. After brief induction we took off.

The water was quite choppy. The boat went against the wind causing giant sprays and we got completely soaked in the first 15 minutes! It was incredibly fun, especially on the bigger waves. We stopped the boat in the middle of the loch overlooking the ruins of Boleskine, toasted Zalty with rum and threw the message bottle into dark waters of the famous loch. After that we picked up speed again. It was awesome! Zalty had asked me to ‘have a splash’. I think that soaking down to my underwear qualifies!

Boleskine House

After the boat we had to dry off having some noodles. Akira stayed in the cabin while the rest of us went for a walk. When we were gone Akira watched a documentary about Crowley and when we came back he was all excited about going to see Boleskine at midnight. Tara was too tired to go but myself and Anton agreed. My Moroccan jacked and walking boots were still damp, but I didn’t let this put me off. I wrapped up in all I had and we set out.

The evening was calm and gorgeous. The moon reflected in the black loch and as we approached Boleskine we could hear owls. After visiting the grave yard we crossed a boggy field and small wire fence to get to the ruins. Anton was our captain on the boat and this time I took the lead.  I always wanted to see inside the house and now it was my chance! I encouraged my mates to explore every corner of the house no matter ‘danger of death’ sign and spooky atmosphere. This was so incredibility fun! We explored the ruins including a flooded cellar which felt like a sinking ship.

We tagged the wall with LS, Operation Intruder and my Holy Serpent Sigil before moving on. We entered a corridor leading to the more preserved part of the building. There was a white table standing in the middle and on it there was an old book. It was destroyed by damp and most of the pages stuck together. I opened it to see inside and found this:

I feel that Zalty took over this house and gave it to us. It’s an opportunity that can not be overlooked or ignored!

The sinking ship

During my last ritual with Zalty I received the following message:

Boleskine House is your sinking ship. A captain does not abandon their ship! A captain without the ship is like a person who has no dreams. Don’t let yours sink to the bottom of the abyss! Allow them to drift and catch wind again! The ship is sinking in the storm! To save it you must navigate carefully.

Good luck!

Abramelin: In the grasp of the Dweller

Soon after I wrote my last blog In the midst of Abramelin the operation began to turn a little strange. Only couple of weeks before Christmas, Anton was made redundant. Our main source of income vanished into a thin air leaving us both adrift. The day we heard the bad news I went into my meditation shaken up. Needless to say it  wasn’t going very well.  Axan sent me a strong message to stay on track and promised it will be all right. Perhaps I needed a challenge.

resized-abramelin-op-mandala-07colourWhen myself and Anton looked at the redundancy money we figured it should keep us going till the end of March if we live on a budget. This seemed significant since it would cover the 6 months, a time I considered  as a minimum for my operation. It kept our spirits up when a couple of days later I noticed a job advert perfectly matching Anton’s skills, but we had to wait a month for the interview. Meanwhile the Christmas holidays approached.

I decided to make  Bob’s Christmas Truffles to cheer up our mood and added some used up herbs into the mix. The effects to my surprise were overwhelming. If I ever felt something even vaguely evil during this operation it was that night. It seemed to me that the walls were collapsing over me and that my altar was melting away. I had a sense that something went really wrong. The next day, on December 23rd as I left my evening meditation, Anton welcomed me with the news that Boleskine House had burned down.

resized-abramelin-op-mandala-06-colourIt seems that the Dweller on the Threshold had finally noticed me, but I was not about to give up.  Instead I fueled all my emotions into the meditations and study which was going pretty well.  Both me and Anton avoided talking about our situation and personal feelings as much as possible. It seemed better to keep them to ourselves. We faced the challenge together and gave each other all the support we could without putting additional burden on each other. It worked and my operation continued to grow in strength.