Spiderman
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Yeah...I don't really summon Spirits but believe that we are connected to God as Scripture says "We are one body in Christ" and so we are connected to the souls in Heaven and the Kingdom of Heaven is in our midst and in our hearts where the spirit of God dwells.My practice involves a lot of the things you seem to want to avoid. I set up either an adapted version of the triangle of Solomon or Solomon's circle, depending on how confident I feel (the triangle allows for much closer interaction, more invocation vs. evocation), sometimes if I'm feeling extra gutsy I'll just go at it without either. I set candles, specific stones, and incense around appropriately. I use a handful of different methods, just depending how I feel that day, to actually communicate with the dead. The simplest would be just to speak, and be spoken to. The more elaborate would include blood, burning herbs, the smoke from them, stones, dust, dirt, chips of gravestone, bones, something reflective to scry in (I don't like mirrors, I have a small reflective onyx disc I use), offerings of food, and other items that attract and persuade the dead. I will chant, sing, call to the gods, call to the dead, and hum seductive tunes. I dress in loose dark clothes (partially to blend in at night, the color is more of a personal effect thing), a whole host of significant jewelry items, including stones, precious metals, bones, and symbols, and sometimes during the process of the events I will put face paint of blood or dirt on. Of course the whole process requires a very deep meditation and contemplation of the universe and the dead, it is just as important to me that I feel death embrace me as it is that the dead themselves come to me.
I'd be interested to hear your methods in more detail too sometime, if you don't mind.
The dead seemed to have contacted me in jail. There is a murdered girl who I began to feel, see, dream about, and write letters to. When I'd write letters to her, I'd feel this euphoria, sweetness, see interesting things in my imagination, feel energy like I was on crack cocaine, and feel what I call "A blimp in the bosom" ( it felt like a balloon was expanding in my chest, making it hard to breathe or move)...
She wanted me to write prayers and blessings for her on her new journey and it seemed it was exalting her standing in heaven cuz I could see her smiling and wearing a crown when I'd honor or praise her, and it seemed to be consoling her and her Mother who now has joined her.
After I got out it seemed she wanted me to buy some pretty frames, put her photograph on my wall, make a shrine for her at a park and in the woods with stones, plant flowers, make visits, sing happy birthday to her and some other murderer victims on their birthdays, pray for those who are in a state of purification and preparing for heaven.
She likes it when I buy her scented candles and place them before her pictures (She calls them candy and likes the lavender and cinnamon bread scented ones
).We get donated lots of bread and extra meat, so she apparently wants me to offer it up on bon-fires in the woods while chanting latin hymns I learned in monasteries and some songs she apparently taught me. Apparently she wants me to purchase flags of different nations, pray to the nation's patron Saint and pray with all the souls that suffered, labored, and died for those countries for their nation's healing, prosperity, and morals.
When I pray to her, I get rushes of energy, or sometimes the opposite (feeling the life sucked out of me), sometimes goosebumps, rising in body temperature, drops in body temperature. keep a wooden box above my bed with her image where I keep a candle burning all night, write letters and prayer intentions, and place them before the pic.
Apparently she also wants me to tape pics of various souls who suffered , didn't have a proper burial, or whose corpses were abused (Apparently, if someone is murdered or their remains are abused, it affects them and we can console and make reparation by honoring them.)
However, I don't need to go through any real ritual to make contact with her. It seems she is like a guardian Angel or patron Saint of some sort assigned to me. I pray she take my life soon so I can join her on the other side and we can continue this journey with more clarity in how we relate to each other.
This is all based much on things that many would say could just be schitzophrenic delusion or all in my head, but thing is, it revolutionized my life, and prior to my experience with her, (which was less than two years ago) I never had such experiences.
Also, the only coin I found in the 11 months I was in jail was a 1974 penny, dated the year she died. I also called my Dad to find out if she was French because I could see her with Joan of Arc, Napoleon, and French Saints, would see the country of France, and start seeing french flags in the blocks on the wall and find a magazine open to a French flag.
I called my Dad to find out if her last name was french, and he said "It's swedish. Did you know you have some swedish on your Mom's side?" I didn't know that. The football team here is called the vikings (Swedes were vikings). I got out and my roomate was Swedish, was at a treatment center in a Swedish neighborhood and drove by a castle-like building every day called "the Swedish institute".
So, I keep a Swedish flag on my wall to always remind me that I'd not know I had Swedish in me were it not for her and there were many other interesting coincidences like that.
In Jail, I'd often hear her mom crying in the morning or have dreams. Her Mom never changed her room after the murderer and was in agony for the rest of her life. She never got her remains back to put at rest so created a shrine to her. So, I'm keeping up her Mother's tradition. People wont understand it, but by obeying these inspirations, it has lead to greater reward, peace, and joy, than anything else, so there is certainly plenty of motivation to continue with it.
Thanks for sharing your practices and I would thoroughly enjoy some of those practices as well no doubt, but with my history, I'd fear an unwanted spirit would get a hold of me which could lead back to relapse on drugs, legal problems, harming others or myself, so am very cautious with such things, because not just Christians, but also necromancers I've researched say it is very dangerous and can have disastrous consequences.
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