I’m preparing for another ritual with Bune and my first experience with him has been heavy on my mind (I understand that many of you know Bune to be female, but for some reason for me he comes across as male). It’s been almost five years since that first interaction with Bune so I thought that maybe it’s time that I share it with others who may be interested in working with Bune or have experienced something similar. I’ll try to keep it brief but I don’t want to omit any important details so bear with me. This is a true account of my first ritual with Bune. My husband and I performed this ritual together, as we usually do. We took a very traditional ritual approach but made changes where it would align more with our own personal beliefs. We did a lot of planning and preparation. We really went all in with fasting and pre rituals, then rented a hotel room so that there wouldn’t be any interruptions. About halfway through the second set of callings we independently started noticing things happening around us. It’s hard to explain but when you see things outside of realities paradigm it feels as if your eyes can’t adjust, it’s like there’s a disconnect between your vision and your brain. We kept looking at each other for validation. It started with the Triangle my husband crafted, the center started to grow hazy, almost misty. The blackness seemed to deepen and swirl, then it lifted up above the triangle and just sort of undulated there. It looked like you could stick your hand into the blackness and it would disappear. I turned to my husband and sort of gestured to him and without getting more then a word out he told me he could see it too. The candles started flickering fast, you could hear the flames whipping as if a harsh wind was blowing but there was no wind, no windows open, no air conditioning, nothing. The room began to change around us. I felt like I had to keep readjusting my eyes (If my husband wasn’t also experiencing these things I may have really questioned my mental state, it’s like the brain needs to rationalize the “irrational”). From where we sat inside of the circle the room seemed to grow much larger. The furniture seemed bigger and farther away, we felt small. The dimensions were distorted and the lighting had even changed to a deep orange reddish glow. We were burning resin so there was some smoke in the air, but the room became extremely hazy with what looked like fog. In astonishment we continued the calling, reciting it over and over again, working up to an energized rhythm. Then suddenly we both looked up at the same time, movement in the entryway of the hotel room caught our attention. There was a thick black shadow, but not exactly a shadow. We couldn’t see through it and there was almost a static electricity quality. The air felt electrified. it was in the form of a man and it was pacing back and forth in front of the door. The hotels hangers swung and clacked together several times as the shadow moved passed them. We took this to be Bune. At this time I unrolled the pact we had drawn up and read it aloud, all the while the shadow figure continued to pace. I asked for three knocks as a confirmation that it was truly Bune and before I even finished the sentence we heard the three raps on the wall right beside us, it made us jump. We cut into the backsides of our hands and signed in name and in blood. We sat for a moment taking in the scene and absorbing the experience. Then my husband gave the license to depart. The shadow appeared to just go into the wall and we didn’t see it again. The candle flames went still, the triangle had closed, and within a couple minutes the fog had dissipated and the room looked normal and drab, only the incense smoke remained. Things moved very quickly after that night, our requests were met and then some. It was kind of astonishing. That night changed us both in multiple ways. I found that I had a clarity of mind that was not there before, my intuition was dialed way up. At times my husband and I began to understand each other without speaking to one another. We’ve become even closer then we already were. There were many unexpected results that we had not anticipated. You know it’s not as if we’ve never experienced high strangeness before. We weren’t knew to magick, we’ve lived in haunted houses, and I’ve even had weird UFO/alien interactions, but this was something entirely different. It was something so totally new and blatant for both of us. Maybe it doesn’t sound like much to read it here, but for us it was as if we were immersed in another reality altogether and the outcome of the ritual was undeniable. We’ve kept an alter to Bune in our home ever since and every now and then I feel that same energy move through me and fill me with joy. I’m about to perform my second “official” ritual with Bune. I don’t know what to expect, but I’m already feeling him with me. I can come back and write about it when it’s done if there’s anything to tell. Bune is an incredible spirit, a teacher, and a friend. Reach out to him.
where is postion of Sword and Wine cup ( offer) in the Temple ?
My husband is very strong physically and mentally and he has taken it upon himself to be the “spiritual warrior”. He handles any unexpected guests or malevolent energies that may arise. He’s well studied in that area and during rituals he tends to keep his sword to his right within the circle, and we keep an athame (ritual dagger) on the altar before us. We place the offerings such as the cup or chalice outside of the circle near the area where we request the spirit to appear. I don’t think there’s any one way to do things though. Since that first ritual with Bune I’ve noticed that my intuition when it comes to magick has become very strong and I just listen to it when I’m preparing and setting up my space (I think that a lot of people who practice for a while just naturally grow this kind of intuition). I love the history and traditions of magick but over the years of practice I’ve found that different spirits and entities prefer different thing’s and the best we can do to accommodate them is to follow the feelings and signs that they set out before us. The phrase “As above so below” is so true on so many levels. Just like humans these spirits have their own quarks and preferences. At times I’ll get the strong impression that a spirit wants me to leave the offerings (such as what’s in the cup) in the cardinal direction that it’s associated with, and others couldn’t care less. I think its just as important to set up your ritual space in a way that helps guide your mind into the right frame for a successful ritual as it is to please the spirit you’re working with. I like a lot of pageantry and tradition because it gets me where I need to be mentally. I need ritual to feel set apart from the rest of my everyday existence, while others can sit down in their pajamas with just some incense and a sigil and that works for them. I hope I understood your question and answered it appropriately.
So very early yesterday morning I performed my second official ritual with Bune. I say “official” because ever since my first one five years ago I’ve kept that channel open and have had several interactions with him throughout these years. The experience yesterday morning was very different than the first in many ways, but no less special. I approached this very differently, mostly because we just moved into a new home in a new city and most of our stuff is still in storage or in boxes. Plus we’re in the middle of opening a new tattoo shop so life is chaotic. I just didn’t have access to all my magickal accoutrements. I spent about a week and half preparing when I could. This time I took some elements from the Grimoire of St. Cyprian, something that was relatively new to me, but the parts that I took from that ritual really spoke to me for this. I also used a pre ritual calling to Hecate in place of where I would do the Bornless ritual. Still for my particular style this was a very paired down ritual. I didn’t have my circle on canvas that my husband and I had painted for regular use, so instead I bought a black rope which I consecrated and anointed with Abramelin oil, and laid it down in a circle on the floor. I also wanted to scry for this ritual as I’ve come to find that I have a lot of success with scrying. Yet again I didn’t have access to our obsidian mirror but I found a really cool mirror at an antique store, cleaned it up and also consecrated it. I put together a beautiful plate of sliced oranges and lemons from my trees that I drizzled with honey, an assortment of cured meats, goat cheese, nuts, French bread with olive oil, dark chocolate, and a glass of spiced brandy which I set out next to the mirror. I want to preface that I wasn’t expecting to have the same level of experience that my husband and I had with our first Bune ritual. I believe that in part that initial experience was as powerful as it was because of how much work and effort went into every single aspect of it, from the fasting, the meditation, the ritual bathing, as well as the making, preparation and artistry that went into every single item that we used. We were deeply emerged in that mindset. Even though this time around was a much a simpler affair I wasn’t concerned about success, in fact I had already begun to feel Bunes energy a couple days before hand. For me Bune has a very distinct energy. I actually get a feeling of overwhelming joy. The closest thing I can compare it to is that giddy silly happiness that I felt in middle school when I found out that the boy I liked also liked me to. Or when I very little and I’d get that feeling of elation on Christmas Eve when I’d be to excited to sleep from anticipation. When I begin to feel Bune I can’t help but get a large goofy smile on my face! (If any of you reading this have experienced this feeling or something like it in regards to Bune or any spirit, please let me know. I’m curious). I just moved into a big old Victorian house, so I choose an empty room on the top floor away from everything. I laid everything out and the scene was set. I sat down in the circle in front of the mirror, lit the candles and incense, pricked my wrist and let a drop of blood fall onto Bunes Sigil before fixing it to the mirror in front of me. I got into the calling, building energy and kept my gaze transfixed on the sigil. I was the only in the house but I kept thinking I was hearing footsteps going up and down on the stairs, it was actually a little unsettling. Now I have to be completely honest here, old Victorian houses like these do creak and groan on their own and no matter how clean and nice you keep them they tend to attract Squirrels, mice and pigeons to live in the walls, the basement and the attic. I definitely felt like there were a lot of these little noises ramping up around me and it’s usually very quiet. It’s hard to say for sure if what I was hearing was a result of what I was doing though. I certainly began to feel the energy in the room change as I continued, it was subtle but palpable. As I got farther into it my reflection seemed to changed and distort just ever so slightly. I noticed what seemed like vague shadows moving in the mirror but when I looked around the actual room there were no shadows and nothing that could cause them. The room was literally empty aside from me and the few things I brought in with me. Still it wasn’t anything extreme, and without my husband whose usually with me I didn’t have that outside confirmation. I just tried my best to not over think it. I kept going until I had the inclination to stare into the mirror and repeat Bunes enn and as I did I started to notice my eyes in the reflection were beginning to glow in a golden amber color (my eyes are actually green). Even though they hadn’t previously looked like that in my reflection when I began the ritual I tried to rationalize that it was from the candles, but the candles were not positioned in a way that they would create that effect in my eyes. I started to fill up with that energy that comes when Bune is with me. I took that as my sign he was there. I said what I wanted to say to him, and then just sat in that energy for a little while fascinated by the glow in my eyes and feeling that incredible feeling welling up inside of me. It was still extremely early in the morning at this point, the first light was barely coming through and I was planning to try and get a couple more hours of sleep. So I asked Bune to come to me in my dreams and confirm our interaction. I felt a comforting feeling. I did the license to depart and cleaned up. I was exhausted and fell asleep quickly and the dream came immediately. I won’t go into all of the details, I feel like much of it was very personal but I can tell you about the most important part. I was sitting up with a sheet around me in a huge bed in a beautiful room that over overlooked a storming grey ocean. I felt really good, I felt peaceful, there was no stress or weight on my shoulders. An older man with long hair walked in the room. He was tall and thin and very well dressed, almost like a 1930’s jazz musician in a suit with a waistcoat. He walked over to the nightstand and placed down three metal sigils about the size of a coaster. The first two were both of Bunes sigils, but I couldn’t make out the third, it was blurred when I tried to focus on it and I’m not sure exactly why. I became aware that I was in the dream when I saw the sigils. I looked up at the man and his eyes flashed in that glowy amber color that I saw in my own eyes in the reflection and I was taken aback by it. I blurted out “you’re beautiful”! A smile crossed his face, it was almost like a cross between knowing a secret and blushing (if that makes any sense). He walked out of the room and that’s when I woke up. I was kind of shocked that the dream came as fast as it did, I wasn’t sure if it would come at all but I thought if anything that it would have been last night or tonight. I’ve had dream experiences like this before that coincided with magick, but they’ve never come so quickly before. And that’s it! I really love Bune like the way you love an old friend. I feel a familiarity with him to a degree that I’ve yet to feel with any other spirit. Out of all the experiences I’ve had these two really stand out for me. I’ve had some very intense ritual experiences, some awe inspiring, many where nothing at all happened, and a couple that have even terrified me, but these are truly wonderful. I feel very lucky. I hope that everyone can experience something similar. I just adore magick! I think I still feel high from the ritual haha! I’m buzzing.
