This is a place to share our, “what was I thinking”, funny, palm to your face, embarrassing moments in magick you have done.
I’ll start.
The most “what was I thinking”, embarrassing moment for me would have to be when I first started practicing and tried resin insence for the first time.
I went to the local New Age shop, at the time was run by an old friend of the family, but an employee I didn’t know was working there that day. I had gotten a book on magick there about a week earlier and it had suggested I get my hands on some insents to help with meditation and listed a few inexpensive ones I could get.
So I go to the shop. Chat with the employee for a bit. Get a burner, sand and a hand full of resin insents (there was a sale). Take them to the counter, the employee asks if I found everything I was looking for I told him I had (understand, I had told him I was new to magick). He rings me out, puts my stuff in a bag and I walk the few blocks home.
Back in my apartment, my roommate hanging out in his room, I pull out the supplies I just bought. I set up the burner with the sand in it put a small muond of the insents in the center of it, open my book to the chapter on meditation. I read through the steps a few times.
So then I am ready to start. I take the lid off the burner and light the insents. They light easily, I wait a few seconds and blow them out… No smoke. I think ok these must work differently then the sticks. So I light them up again. I let them burn for a moment, they start to give off a little bit of black smoke. I think ok maybe it will clear up and start to burn cleaner in a few moments, so I start my meditation.
About five minutes in, all the smoke detectors in the apartment go off. My eyes pop open and everything is foged by a blue smoke. My roommate comes running out his room to see what was going on and immediately starts to panick. I smother the flame and try to get fress air to the detectors, no luck. So we open every door and window in the apartment. Smoke lingers out. So here I am out side looking like I just blazed it up inside. Took a good hour for the smoke to clear.
A few days later I go back to the shop. The ouner I know is working this time. I fill her in on what happed. She gets a kick out of it and then tells me the guy should have sold me a thing of brickets and let me know how to use them, knowing I was still learing.
Well for all my trouble, I got a free pack of brickets, so I guess that’s a plus! LMAO!!! 
