Category: Magic Diary

When I dripped the cedarwood oil into the bowl of the hot oil warmer, I didn’t hear anything unusual from the bowl. When I held the tarot card over the oil warmer to collect the scent and withdrew it, I noticed the card face was covered in splatter. I wiped the splatter off with my…

Despite trimming the candle wicks almost too short, they still ran with vigor. Twice, even! This is a different brand of candles than what I had been burning before. I’m still collecting the dripped wax just the same. All else went without incident until I spoke the summoning words and tried to immediately visualize a scene.…

Some days the chamber does not appear to darken and deepen when speaking the rede words. Some days it does. I will admit to being thrilled when it does even though I am very much aware that it is an illusion, and probably one of my own making. The closing of my eyes after speaking the…

I spent the rest of yesterday taking care of needed chores and playing variations of three notes on the guitar. I spent the rest of yesterday taking a much needed break from “the woo” as much as I was able to. When I finally came back to the table for this morning’s obligation and summoning,…

Good: I bought a guitar. A cheap student model, tested in the store by the staff to make sure any terrible sounds were all my fault, along with a case, a digital tuner, and a set of self-instruction lessons. I completely grok what the spirit meant by having a hobby that can capitalize on the…

Shortly after dawn I sat facing east and tried not to cry as for all the words I have in me, I could not assemble any collection of them into a prayer appropriate for the time or direction. I know the spirit said that if I could not find words to say, that sitting quietly…

The line between my daily obligations and the summoning of [Patient Caller] continues to blur. The lessons of one impacts the performance of the other. This morning, I forgot to lay down the warding items that the spirit had called out in a previous session. As I began the obligation, I felt something trying to…

I discovered the lower limit of wick trimming. And I discovered it the hard way, by going past it. After the wee little nub of the wick drowned in the very pool of wax it was supposed to be burning, I wound up having to carve away at the tip of the candle to reform…

The candles took the flame from the match without anything odd happening, and the preliminary obligations went without anything to bait my apprehension with. I turned away after finishing my obligations to prepare the table for the summoning of the spirit. When I turned back, the right candle had an unusually large flame and about…

I studied the chamber of the device after placing it on the tarot card. I saw the same set of lines and curves within as I did yesterday and as I have for the other twelve days prior. These curves are the result of the light from this candle flame refracting through the glass and…