First, if you’re a newbie, remember that MOST rituals aren’t scary and maybe go do a ritual first to get a feeling before reading (hopefully a collection of people’s scariest experiences).
I’m here for exactly what the title says, what is your scariest ritual or magick experience to date? Why was it scary?
I’ve already posted about mine and referenced it a few times…but here’s the story.
Halloween 2020. I had already decided that I was going to do a ritual because it was the Blue Moon and I wanted to see if it would really make ritual feel different. I’d been reading about it’s power and the dates and knew I would do something. Halloween came and I was watching some tv (avoiding homework) before ritual and suddenly I wanted to ‘try something new for ritual tonight.’
Somehow I was looking into Sitri who I had never even considered working with until that moment. One thing led to another and I decided I would call Sitri and Set both because after all, google says its the same spirit… I say some words, Sytry’s enn and wait. Not long enough to feel him (her) though because I’m getting ready to do an invocation of Set. I do not one, but two, invocations of Set. Then I realize something is not going according to the ‘plan’ I made 10 seconds before turning out the lights.
I felt nauseous and I felt like I was going to just lay down on the floor and never stand up again. I felt sick, like everything was spinning, the temperature was wrong, I felt like I was being crushed by this overwhelming dark energy that was everywhere. Inside and out. It faded (I now think it might have been invoking Set), a moment later I looked up and I saw him standing in the ‘doorway’ staring down at me, sitting on the floor. Then, my eyes flick over to the bed and I see another figure there–sweet sultry Sitri. Perched at the corner of the bed looking down at me. And I felt like candy to them.
I honestly thought I might die then and there.
It ended up being a good and productive ritual though!
That’s pretty solid of you to have shared that experience.
Probably my most challenging experience was having stepped outside of using circles and calling out an entity with whom I had violated a pact years ago, because I had been feeling used and abandoned by that spirit and his acquaintances. An entity, having the appearance of a large mole person, fully materialized to my 4 o clock. This being moved towards me threateningly and made a great deal of sound as what seemed to be feet moved across the foliage and the ground. As I turned towards this looming threat, my anxiety was nearly overwhelming, but my crown suddenly felt euphoric. So, as I squared up and braced for whatever would happen and choked up on my Chi Rho rune staff, for whatever reason the being left the scene and moved across the road into the woods. There were obvious signs that the entity had been there.
Walking home in the dark, I began to hear and see other spirits following beside me, and wanting to be near me. I realized that this was a shadow manifestation, and the spirits who had been harmed by this entity were grateful for my having done this for them to be free. After that and ever since, they have been loyal to me. They were some of my watchers, and it appeared that a battle ensued following that encounter.
There were flashes of what appeared to be orbs and lightning afterwards. I went inside my home and experienced insane shadow manifestations from family members. As I laid in bed that night and everyone was sleeping, my guardian held me down and forbid me to move until it all blew over. It was completely bizarre from then on.
Getting used to demons staring at the back of your head can be kinda spooky, but what I think is more spooky are the “trance states” or states of complete absorption into a demonic Pathworking ritual, where sensations are hyper-real and emotions can be so overwhelmingly strong that you don’t notice them affecting you but you are aware that it is there in an intense way, which makes the seeming lack of effect on you even more out of place because it has become your entire being in that debaucherous moment.
Magick can push the boundaries of what you are able to experience in really intense ways. I don’t try to be, but the power of the mind is, like, really powerful, and if I get halfway through a transformation and then stop you’re probably going to be fucked up beyond repair. That wasn’t a random event, that was the result of you dabbling and getting way too deep in over your head without the faintest grasp of the forces you invited into your own mind and life.
Demons will fuck with you, there’s no way around that. I think we’ve all seen what happens to people when they can’t handle it and try to shut it down. Spooky indeed.
Yep, most of the cases of people having serious issues related to magick are because they get freaked out and don’t know what to do, or because they lie to a spirit. Super important to remember that the middle isn’t always the best place to just stop.
It would probably have to be when King Belial appeared to me during an evocation question and answer divination session on a past working.
I had my back turned to him, but the reflection in the glass in front of me showed a very tall (about 8 feet tall) and huge set, solid, black hooded Man. He stayed there until I thanked him and scurried off not looking back.
I had worked with him for a while then and he had been good to me, but it was the first time I had him in a solid form right behind me.
This is why I don’t have mirrors/transparent glass in ritual. Mirrors and Ouija boards are the only things that make me so uncomfortable I’d rather not use them. Ouija boards are on the list just because after hearing stories they freak me out a bit, but mirrors just scare me although I’m trying with them.
I had to think really hard about this one because there was no lack of physically intense moments the last couple of years, with a slight hint of “Oh, so this is how I am going to die.”. In hindsight it all feels like a running gag compared to the thing that happened after that and so on.
I think that the most scariest experiences so far have been the ones where I grew aware about the things I could do with the course of events that followed after a working. Thinking about taking something just one step further just because I could. It gave away a lot about my overall qualities (or the lack thereof) and to me thats the most scariest thing of all. (And weather magick. Its all fun and weather maps until its not)
I feel this. After the Halloween night, I called another spirit and I did get what I asked for but when you ask, “show me the darker parts of myself” and then end up in a situation where you’re using death magick for the first time a couple days later it’s really something else. I didn’t think I’d ever be in a position to want or need that, and there I was doing it.
Those Halloween rituals (3-5 days) really changed me.
Seeing the same nightmare over a year of something I was deeply afraid of, turning out happening.
I don’t know whether I was seeing an omen or I manifested my own fears but there was a point I didn’t want to sleep anymore because of how constant and how much I saw this same scenario.
When it happened, strangely I have been calmer than ever in my life. But that timeline is something cursed for me.
Thanks for sharing your story. Premonitions aren’t always fun. Some of the hardest I’ve had to bear are knowing the death of loved ones. Not being able to tell people is another twisted thing, either it feels wrong to or they don’t believe in my experience.
Never had a dream last so long. Thanks for sharing, hope you’re doing better now.
Thank you. It was like waiting right in front of dentists office. When you get that tooth pulled out you tell yourself it wasn’t THAT bad, but up until that moment comes its horror after another.
Not necessarily scary during it but more to do with the aftermath, this is a unique situation and since there are too many mid ritual ones I could state I thought I’d mention this one.
So to cut a long story short, I was a teenager and had become pretty adept at causing change in my life I was living it up with sex, drugs, drink, parties, money, social influence you name it. One night I was pretty hungover and remembered I had college the next day, I couldn’t have another day off so I literally called on a familiar given to me by King Belial and asked him to ensure I wouldn’t have to spend the whole day in that class room whilst recuperating.
So I did the evocation and that was it, passed out in bed and was surprised and disappointed that nothing happened I dragged myself to the college got to class and we all waited around goofing off doing nothing until my tutor got there. An hour later my head in the desk complaining I didn’t want to be there, a tutor came in and said we could all go home due to a car accident involving our college tutor.
Unfortunately we and no one else saw him again, due to the fact he didn’t make it and the voice of the spirit as I left lurked over my shoulder with a sinister voice
“At least you didn’t spend all day in the class, are you happy ?”.
Made me re-evaluate using magick in the spur of the moment like that especially since it can alter the very course of someone else’s life.
I have another i’d like to share as I have no idea what it means or why it happened.
It has happened twice. I wake in the night to hear two voices , a male and a female talking back and forth but not really audible to make out in full. I never hear voices ay other times and have no substance issues to blame it on.
When this happens, someone dies in the next couple of days. It is usually someone close to me who is ill (not cursed) just people.
It has only happened twice but I think it is the oddest thing as I have no idea what or why it happens besides a warning or something… Never heard it since and I hope not too
Thanks for sharing. Personally, knowing when someone is going to die is one my worst experiences with the magick I practice. It fucking sucks in my opinion. Maybe one day I’ll think differently of it. And I’ve realized that even doing magick for someone doesn’t fix it.
It’s not voices for me. It was a dead bird and a dream from Ronove once, graveyard visions once, and Buer who ‘told me’ another time.
I know what you mean. The reflection was in the large window of my Altar room. It was awesome and terrifying at the same time to be honest. I don’t use the Ouija…I have some limits and that is one for now
The scariest experience involed an angel of the 42. I was new, and didn’t mediate. I called the angel and thought of porn. I saw this whirlwind of eyes and teeth and I almost shit myself. I felt like I was an inch away from a meat grinder. Angels can be terrifying, if needed.
