Annoyingly I’ve let the mundane world distract me once again and I’ve no real excuse for it.
To be honest at the moment I think I lack the faith and inner conviction of a true believer (or obsessive!) Talking to my brother the other night and we both agreed that we are quite envious of those who’s lives totally revolve around their interests/hobbies such a following their favourite sports team. In particular I’m really envious of those people earning a living out their interest which is not such much a job as a vocation for them.
I’m at the age where retirement is beginning to peek over the horizon in my thoughts. Retirement can be a big premature killer for men if they are not prepared for it. My preparation is the occult as I want this to be my totally consuming interest: my magnum opus if you will. I have no intention of being as the (misquoted) saying goes “Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them”. I have my song but will I sing it? Definitely not if I don’t put the regular grunt work in!
So back to the coalface then…
So tonight Raziels Words of Power book. I contacted Raziel only he/she “guides you and connects you to other spirits”.
Given that I forgot some of the conversations I had with the previous demons, I’ve found my digital voice recorder and microphone so nothing would be missed. In the event this wasn’t needed. Raziel appeared as a large warm pink energy orb (about the size of a human). However the most striking part was the energy the angel gave off. It was a gently uplifting but incredibly soothing strong energy. The working only took a few minutes and Raziel stayed mute but for the next 15 minutes after I blissfully bathed in a warm fuzzy vibe that nearly sent me to sleep.
Intrigued, I may go back to Raziel next time and go onto another angel and see what happens there.
We shall see…