The Path Of an Aspirant

I was going to start the evocation with the mirror at ten forty at night, more or less, however, lately I’ve been feeling very overwhelmed and tired to the extreme, so I decided to get some sleep and only do it in the early hours of the morning, at 2:20 a.m. to be exact, except that I didn’t hear the alarm go off and ended up waking up only two hours later, but I still decided to go ahead and summon it. After all, my parents left at that time to go to the doctor and it turned out to be the perfect time to try.

The mantras used were:

For the evocation itself, I followed EA’s instructions in “Works of Darkness”, but I was having trouble visualizing, trying to see a python was proving more difficult than I thought, so I opted to let “the images flow”.

At first, I was undecided about the best position for the mirror and the candles to be in the best alignment, as well as the lighting of the candles, as you can see in the photos. Ignore the bright spots on the mirror, it’s the reflection of the light coming in from a recently damaged roof tile, by stray cats, and yes, 04:40 is already clear that way here, at least when the weather isn’t rainy.

In the first photo, I chose to leave the mirror almost close to the ground, as it is still without its frame, because I’m still trying to find one that fits it perfectly online, I left it under its own parcel box, so as not to damage the edges.
I could still see my knees and hands reflected in it and that confused me to the point of thinking it was a “vision”.

So I moved to a higher position, where my own reflection wouldn’t appear in the mirror, and in a way it worked very well, until it started to dawn and those points of light got in the way. Okay, that’s easily solved by doing it at a different time.

With the “technical problems” solved, it was time to really concentrate on this.
I relaxed a little, letting the tension and frustration dissipate with each breath. I picked up his sigil and began to open it. As soon as I began to see the thick lines moving under the white paper, I focused my vision on the mirror.
Something that resembled mist began to project itself onto the mirror, its movements were slow and fluid, going from bottom to top, when my vision tried to focus specifically on this mist it would quickly move and disappear, then reappear at another point on the mirror, slow and fluid again.

This mist began to fill the entire mirror, and it was interesting to see, but I was still having trouble maintaining this “state” of open vision, since every time I feel that the experience will reach a new “level” I lose focus, or rather, my focus turns to something mundane, such as the mosquito that made an irritating noise, or the unbearable cold.
I stayed in this “loop” of concentrating, seeing something and then going back to square one again, for a while longer. There was nothing more interesting, so I chose to end the evocation for the day, which in a way I really had to do, since in a few hours I needed to resolve some things.