Something like less than 2% of the population can’t make images with their mind, so you’re not alone, but there’s not many that are the same. Good luck getting most people to believe you, a good portion of the population just needs to exercise the proper skills in order to get better with the visual imagination, but a handful of us, will never be able to do it, and that’s all there is to it.
Honestly at first I found this magic thing to be impossible. But I realized a few things early on that helped a lot. One was that despite the fact that I could not conjure up even the image of my children’s faces, I could remember in vivid detail. I can’t see the detail, that but doesn’t effect my ability to recall the detail. For example, I can’t picture my daughter, but I realized I could recall how her hair smelt, how it felt to cuddle her, I realized that if I focused, for a hot minute I could not only vivid hear her voice, I could feel her. I can describe the colors of an outfit, or the images on a shirt, like you would if you could see it.
Being an empath I realized I describe almost everything in words that tell others how they feel. I can recall things like color and smell and such, but the feeling of something, is what stands out the most to me. I already knew a lot about energy and linking to others, but I didn’t understand how it worked exactly. I just knew that I could accidentally push things I felt onto others, much like I would accidently pick up on how they felt. I thought I was crazy actually, between things I sometimes saw and felt, up until I accidentally pushed an asthma attack onto someone else. It was my first day in a homeless shelter, and let me tell you, I never imagined finding myself in shelter of any sort. That just wasn’t in my plan. I felt the attack coming on and I told myself nope, not happening right here, right now in front of this stranger. Suddenly I was looking at a woman, bent over gasping and grasping her chest while she screamed at me to stop.
Ooops.
Didn’t mean to do that. But I realized if I could do things like that unintentionally, there had to be a way to do it on purpose. I spent hours, on the floor of my room overnight, (after I got my ass out of the shelter) while my roommate slept, trying to imagine, what it would feel like, if I could visualize energy flowing from the palm of my hands or into it. Eventually I figured it out, but luckily for those that can visualize and maybe for you, I figure out how to work with that, without being able to see it. In the last few months I came across tactile imaging by Robert Bruce, and realized he actually teaches you, exactly what I was teaching myself to do. lol Wish I’d seen his work a few years ago.
So here is where I would start, I imagine that while you can’t see a paint brush, but Robert Bruce uses it as an example, and I since I think that is one most people can imagine, especially if they can see it, but even if they can’t I’ve been using that to explain this. Basically you lay down, and Imagine that there is an invisible hand and an invisible paint brush hanging over top of you. You don’t need to see, just to pretend that its there. As you lay there, pretend that someone is using that paint brush against your skin, brushing up and down, back forth across you. I like to start right where Robert Bruce does, with the bottoms of your feet and working all the way up your body, not forgetting the top of your head, your arms, or your hands. If you can commit to doing this 10-15 minutes a day, within a few weeks, you should notice that you feel warm, wherever you are imagine this happening. This is what energy feels like, or rather your energy. You’re basically stroking your own energy. From there you can learn how to move and manipulate that, how to draw in energy from other sources, and how to push it out, onto other things.
Now aside from that. I realized right away that I may never see spirits like others do. Some spirts I see like they are right fcking here in the flesh, despite knowing that they are not. Same as I can see orbs of light, and wiggly worms in a sunlit sky. Sun and water trigger my sight like no tomorrow, but that is a story for another day. Other spirits I can’t see at all. Point is a realized that most people are able to structure the image in their mind and then the spirits can essentially manipulate that into whatever it should be. So how does it work when you can’t do that…
Well I personally stopped worrying about it. I decided if I spent the time to properly open a sigil, and call out to the spirit I wanted, that they would hear me. Plain and simple, I decided that a one way call was still a call, and if they could hear me, it didn’t matter if I could hear them or not. Bingo, that was the answer. I realized right away, when I stopped trying to do things like everyone else, that I noticed things changed around me when I called out to spirits. The room temperature might change, I might get chills up my back, I might feel like something was watching me, the energy around me might be stimulated etc.
Now when it comes to working with grimoires that tell me to picture things that no matter what I do, I’m never going to be able to picture… I work with what I do have. So we know I can feel energy and we know I can remember things. So the grimoire tells me to visualize a beach, well I’ve never been to the ocean, but I’ve stood on the lake shore type beach and I can remember for a hot minute what the texture of the sand feels like under my feet, getting into my shoes or wiggling between my toes. I can recall what the splash of water sounds like when someone runs and jumps in, I can feel the cringe my face makes when I get wet with cold water, cuz someone decided to splash me. I can smell the cool crisp air. Sometimes it’s hard to describe these things in words, but I think in words, so usually I can get close, and since I think in sentences, I just talk my way through it, usually in my mind. Ok I am in a dark cave, I can sense the cool damp rocks around me in the darkness. I can feel the coolness against the palm of my hand. I look up and I see the entrance to the cave, on the other side is a waterfall, I can hear the water roar, and the splash as it hits the body of water below it. Now I’m next to the waterfall, I notice their are beautiful little rainbows, from the sunlight streaming over head.
I can’t see the damned waterfall. But I can imagine the sensations I would have if I was really there. Not having a visual imagination, doesn’t mean that you do not have an imagination and chances are if you spend sometime flipping through grimoires that tell you to visualize this or that, you can conjure up some sort of memory either from waking life or the dreamscape that gets you damned close to what your supposed to visualize. The fact that you don’t see it, doesn’t matter a tiddly wink, as long as you can feel it, or hear it, or smell or talk yourself through the visualization.
Nowadays I get what I call impressions of most spirits I work with, in addition to feeling them. It’s not a full blown picture, but it’s a fuzzy, almost feels like a memory way out there in the distance, hazy, outline of them and what they are wearing or doing or saying to me. It’s not perfect but it works for me. It’s miles from where I started. I still don’t get impressions of everything. For the longest time I joked that Angels must not like me, because I just couldn’t get anything from them-except results. After working through a book by Damon Brand and picking up singing instead of just calling to them, now I get impressions and feels too. God’s and goddesses still allude me, but I imagine, some day in the near future I will figure out what works for me with them and off I will go with them as well.
