2/15/21 The Operation
It’s only been about half an hour and I am already struggling to recall the details as vividly as I would normally. That’s a always a good thing, though it’s annoying it’s indicative of the state my mind was in during the operation. Glad I jotted some single word notes on scrap paper. Oh, almost forget but I also made my own herbal incense today from Connolly’s in a pinch incense recipe.
I began by opening the gate of Ocat. I did that a little smoother today, than I did the first time. I actually remember the seal of Ocat, instead of thinking it was the same as the opening key and wondering for a minute, how you could draw a 10x10 grid in 9 parts. I’m no mathematician, but at least I didn’t have to figure it out this time. I also noticed my scrying eyes kicking in while I was drawing the seal of Ocat and intoning the enn. It was a real thick fog this time, but it felt very much like if I were to scry into it, I’d see more vividly than average.
Next, I opened my personal gate. It may have been smooth sailing through the first gate, but this one I had to ponder a minute. Was I imagining opening the gate… into my current self, like opening my energy field like a gate? Or, was I imagining that I was opening a gate in front of me, like with Ocat?
Luckily it didn’t me very long to figure it out, I briefly imagined the first while thinking it through and it felt wrong. It may be my inner strength, but the way Connolly describes things and what this particular exercise is supposed to do on it’s own for the newbie, it sounds a lot like you’re connecting to your higher self. Maybe I’m totally wrong there, but it seems like the idea is to connect to the parts of yourself that are bigger than this current reality. Either way it was interesting experience.
I can’t imagine in visual, so while I was opening the gates, I found my eyes cast downward, but my face angled upward. It was almost like rolling your eyes backwards. I glanced up, because for some reason I imagine the gates as being slightly above me, and several feet further back, like they are floating almost. Anyways, I glanced up and I saw what looked like a clip from a movie. It was out in front of me, it wasn’t in my mind, it was like I was watching a small invisible screen- for about ten seconds.
I think it was supposed to be me. I’m not really sure, she didn’t say anything. It was a dirty, golden blond woman, looked like she would be all of maybe 26-30 years old, low side pony tail, round face, beautiful but homely at the same time. She was wearing a silver v neck dress, a white bracelet, and she strolled up and was leaning against a old timey stone wall pillar-which formed the left side of the gate.
I kinda chuckled, I was like what is with the freaking silver? I’m going to have to google if that is a significant color later.
I then saw a clip where she walked up, almost if I she were with me, or I was with her and she sat down cross legged next me. I didn’t really know what to do with that, so I decided to move along.
Next was my call to Hecate. Both days I’ve used the enn provided by Connolly. I figure if I’m going to do this, I might as well try enns out for a spin too. I didn’t notice much previously, but today I could really feel the energy rising around me. It was almost like steam rolling up from the floor, except it was warm- not hot.
After Hecate, I called on the spirits I chose to for my loose end then moved on to the main event. The reason I was opening the gates today, my specific spirit of the dead.
A few days ago, I pulled up my target spirits obituary. I knew he was young, I couldn’t find a cause of death listed- but I remember being told he was murdered and the cops said it was suicide. I knew he died around Valentines day, as that was the reason my other target dislikes the holiday, but I didn’t realize he died the last week of January and his birthday was 2/17 so. No wonder that holiday sucks for my other target.
I wasn’t sure how difficult it was going to be to call my target spirit. Did they pass? Are they here? No idea, it’s been a few years so all I can do is see what happens. I was surprised honestly, at how quickly he responded. It was a little bit scary and the light was on and the sun wasn’t even fully set…
It felt like something came spinning through the air at me and then I noticed a sharp pain in my left ear. Almost like I stabbed myself with an invisible qtip. It lasted a few seconds, I pondered whether or not it was related and then decided it didn’t matter and got down to business. I talked, quit a bit. I was explaining why I wanted this spirits help and what I was offering in exchange. I actually got pretty emotional, I was surprised to find tears rolling down my face and well then it was done. He left as quickly as he came, but for several minutes and even while I began closing the gates, I got several impressions. It was almost like seeing a flash of his memory, because it was him- but younger. I couldn’t make out any scenery so I’m not sure what’s up with that.
I am incredibly surprised at how long I took. I started around 4:30 and finished up, went to the kitchen for the drink and it was 6:30pm- already. I didn’t think I spent nearly as long on anything that I was supposed to, except the part where I communicated with my specific spirit of the dead. I sure didn’t think I rambled that long but I guess I must have. Time will tell if any part of this operate was successful.