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!

Magi For Chelsea Manning

bradley-chelseaChelsea Manning has been at the back of my mind for a very long time. We targeted her with the #opIntruder ‘you are not alone’ sigil at different points. Her presence had been growing stronger in my awareness, when last Summer I heard of her suicide attempt. I was just coming down from my Abramelin Operation. International events and politics weren’t at the forefront, even though I was seriously affected by them. I was still partly in a different world.

Since the operation my priorities changed. I began understanding the results coming from undergoing such process and wanting to implement them. I needed an intention, something to focus on. My personal situation might have been a logical priority but at the same time it didn’t interest me. Everything down here seemed a bit foggy and unreal for me. It lacked the sharp, clarity associated with the other world. I felt that my energy will be better spent elsewhere.

chelsea-manningWhen I read about Chelsea’s suicide I received a very clear message. One that stood out against the murky background of 2016. She needs help. She reached me in the here and now against all odds.

Book and letter

I decided to write to Chelsea Manning and buy her a book. The latter proved much simpler than the former.  It was a thin little copy of C.G.Jung’s ‘Undiscovered self’. One of my favourite writings on personal transformation. I recapped a few pages and found it very illustrative of Chelsea’ situation. It seemed possibly relevant to her. The contents are very political but weaved into a psychological narrative. It should be a very validating read for Chelsea.

jungI can’t remember how many times I started writing only to abandon and scrap my letter. I knew that the letter might be read by the prison staff before it gets to Chelsea. In theory everything I write could be passed on to whomever authorities find suitable. The thought of sharing my private life with Fort Leavenworth staff and possibly with the CIA and NSA definitely didn’t help. How can I communicate my message effectively in those strange circumstances, I kept asking myself.

I spend my life studying communication in its varied forms, from my degree in media to my recent exploration of Eriksonian Hypnosis. I remember reading somewhere in Crowley’s writings about attracting the attention of another person using Magick. I experimented with it on famous people during public events such as autograph signing or music concerts. Crowley considered it extremely hard to accomplish. I found it was easy but required strategy. You need to do and say something very different from what they hear usually. It might be  a trivial difference like using an obscure pseudonym or making sure your clothing stands out somehow. It’s remarkably effective. You aid it with a single minded focus and you are almost unstoppable.

dscf1616The techniques I worked with rely largely on visual cues such as body language. You have none of this in a  letter. In hypnosis you need a certain level of understanding between you and the other person. Writing to Chelsea was taking a blind shot.

After many failed attempts I finally felt like my writing began flowing. I described an experience of giving  a tarot reading to a stranger. As I did it I suddenly understood that this is what I need to do for her also. I proceeded to do a reading.

I asked for ‘The message that Chelsea needs to hear’. I drew a single card, Atu X, The Wheel of Fortune.  I interpreted the reading best I could and arranged the letter such that if she prefers she can easily skip it.

wheelWhen I was typing the words of the letter my intention was to create a pleasant and cheerful narrative describing some of my everyday life and weave into it some powerful messages that will affect her subconsciously. Before posting the letter I meditated with it to charge it with my magick, to make sure it gets to her. Once it was posted I felt a sense of accomplishment but no closure.  I waited for 6 weeks to see if the prison sends the letter back to me. I assume Chelsea received it after she was released from solitary confinement.

The group

Soon after sending the letter I  targeted The Fort Leavenworth and its staff with CE5 and Ontological Shock Sigils. I still felt it was not enough. Myself and Anton talked about engaging more agents in this. First we thought of it in terms of #OpIntruder specifically but we decided to keep it open.  Eventually we formed a Secret FB Group Magi for Chelsea Manning. Anton wrote an introduction but we didn’t advertise it right away.

leavenworth-prisonMy attention was brought back to Chelsea in November when a petition for clemency started circulating in my network. I decided it’s time to get magicians on board. There was a couple of vigils held in front of Fort Leavenworth, and the White House. It seemed a perfect opportunity to synchronise magick. We launched the group only a few days prior to the event and gathered a small number of interested supporters, some very enthusiastic, I might add.

Meanwhile some very strange events happened at Fort Leavenworth. I read a long statement released by Chelsea regarding her second suicide attempt, solitary confinement and strange intrusion into the prison of an unknown group posing as regular prison staff. These events were taking place shortly after I posted my letter. It seemed strange that the reading I did for her reached her afterwards. My message, whatever it was, would be delivered to Chelsea who tried to kill herself twice, not once.

The painting

I spent my day preparing the altar for a weekend of meditation and magick. I also did a painting based on Chelsea’s selfie. I painted her wearing  a crescent moon on her head with a star in the middle and an alien figure extending from it. The painting acts like a spell, to connect her to her Genius. Paining it was also a ritual during which I petitioned the Universe to help and grant my wish for Chelsea. When I finished I went outside to the garden, to get some fresh air.

dscf2065I looked at a cold November sky, covered with a thin layer of cloud, only a few stars  twinkling  faintly. The air seemed electrified and I felt a familiar clarity.  As I stood in anticipation a spectacular meteor fell from the sky. It originated right above me, at zenith and descended east leaving long trail like a flare. It was one of the three most amazing shooting stars I have ever seen. ‘This one is for you Chelsea’ I thought to myself. The Universe is listening!

 Chelsea

I spent Friday drafting my letter to president Obama in support of Chelsea’s plea to commute her sentence to time served.  I also pinned the petition in my browser to remind me to tweet it until it expires. Setting up an altar with a photograph of Chelsea felt really fun. I never did anything like it. I was thinking about the change she introduced into my life.

Before 2010, when Chelsea leaked the cables, I wasn’t very political. I didn’t see the point. I felt like a lonely traveller drifting through life, invisible to to others. Society seemed like a well oiled machine, a powerful system operated by human drone zombies. I had no chance to tackle something like that. Then, one of ‘the zombies’ turned out to be alive, feeling and thinking just like myself and she managed to do something incredible. I felt vindicated and empowered by that. I just didn’t realise how much at the time. Slowly, overtime, my sense of helplessness regarding politics and the economy gave way. Helping Chelsea seems like a natural thing to do.

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We incorporated into our altar LS and OpIntruder sigils, rainbow LGBT+Q hearts, Black Rats, the statue of my Daimon Axan and Anton’s pentacle. All sprinkled with colourful sequins. It felt like a party.

The vigils

We got up early morning on Satruday (2016-11-19) to meditate in front of our altar, directing protective, healing and liberating energy towards Chelsea. We had our morning coffee listening to Chelsea’s kiss and later the Amnesty International interview with Chelsea. We burned some Abramelin Incense and closed with Chelsea’s kiss again. We did the same on Sunday (2016-11-20). We synchronised these to vigils taking place at Fort Leavenworth and the White House. It was a very hopeful and heart warming experience. (We intend to repeat it on the 2016-12-17, Chelsea’s 29th birthday.)

dscf2078The sigil

During the weekend we also came up with a sigil to protect, strengthen and liberate Chelsea. This composite sigil includes two new sigils, a sigil for Chelsea Manning and another one to receive clemency. The base has a formed of a protection sigil received by one of the Operation Intruder agents. We also incorporated ‘you are not alone’ sigil in the middle top part and one strengthening OpIntruder magick in the middle bottom to complete the overall glyph.

dscf2218The absolution

As we were advertising Magi for Chelsea Manning we got a mixed response. Some magicians expressed the opinion that Chelsea brought the misery upon herself by braking an oath she has given and that nothing can be done. This perception was surprising to me but I took it on board. If some people believe in the significance of the oath then its worth addressing this. I have been researching Abramelin Oil and Incense for my upcoming book. It’s origins lie in antiquity dating as far back as ancient Mesopotamia. The Mesopotamians anointed themselves with oil whenever they signed a contract or swore an oath. They did the same to resolve one. The Greeks had a specific anointing ritual that could be performed in front of the temple to absolve themselves of guilt.

Chelsea Manning in her Amnesty International interview mentioned feeling guilty for the lives of civilians negatively impacted by mistakes committed by her department in Iraq. She might still feel that guilt. The ritual anointing would not only resolve the commitments she might have as a result of an oath but it can also be an opportunity for catharsis. Only I can not visit her in prison and anoint her!

dscf2194I made a small wax goddess figurine and carved Chelsea’s sigil onto it. In the evening, on the day I sent my letter to Barak Obama, I lit candles on my altar and anointed the statue with Abramelin Oil left over from my operation. I requested that Chelsea be absolved of guilt and free in body, mind and spirit. I asked for her pardon and clemency.

dscf2345By today the petition for her clemency collected enough signatures to grant a response from the White House.  It’s a long shot but we need to give her all we have got! She might just make it. I sincerely will it to be so. We will be boosting this magick during the upcoming weekend, especially on the 17th December. Lets see where it takes us.