One aspect of daily religious and occult practice I forgot is the kicking up of “strange.” It starts out small. One night, I got out of bed to grab a pair of socks and was hit by a shot of cold, so intense my whole body started shaking. HARD. I dove back under the blankets so fast I barely remember crossing the room.
The small things quickly become more significant such as computer screens scrambling at the same time or phone alarms going off when they weren’t set. Strange, loud, noises that cause both you and your partner to look at each other in the way that says “I heard that. You heard that. Let’s pretend we didn’t. Black Mirror tonight? Awesome.”
Of course, I know this means it’s time for me to do some banishing and cleansing work but in a way, it feels good to have these occurrences, and these energies, in my home. The steady hum of the “other” permeates every room and provides tangible evidence of my work drawing the veil back and merging my world with that of the spiritual.
I think the coming of the strange is one of those little nuggets; a goal post if you will. You don’t want to chase this landmark, but when little things do begin to happen the knowledge of the expectation could provide a boost in the desire to continue the practice.
I have been instructed to maintain this blog, and as I’ve become serious about fulfilling this aspect of my initiation/service (I legitimately have no idea which path I am taking with this), I’ve come to realize this is more of a magical diary than anything else. A place for me to track my failures and successes.
By this weekend, the Strange Things will either be gone or at least occur a lot less frequently but to know they are here has been invigorating in its way.