So, on my Facebook, I have a game I play with myself where I say, “When I start to doubt my magic is strong…” and add on the more interesting situations I’ve gotten for myself, by turning the universe on its side.
It really serves to remind me that with more and constant exercise, my magic can move mountains.
I think that it is useful for this forum. So, will you join me for this game?
I’ll go first.
When I start to doubt that my magic is strong, I remember that when I was deeply in love with a woman who despised me, I asked the universe not to compel her to love me, but to show me the truth of the matter.
And I got what I asked for.
When I start to doubt that my magic is strong, I remember when I started my membership site, I asked for 30 to 35 members to bring me an income of 900 - 1000 USD per month, and I got what I asked for and nothing more.
When I start to doubt that my magic is strong, I remember that I asked for a model who always needed money and loved marijuana. I not only got what I wanted, but I feel it was my favorite working so far, it’s my fifth year working with her and god damn it I LOVE IT.
Okay. Now you have an idea of how it should go. Proceed.
When I start to doubt that my magick is strong, I remember my friend’s abusive, drug-addicted roommate, whose life and power I unraveled in three days with one cigarette butt to link me to him. My friend got all his possessions back, and enough extra to move back cross-country to his family after selling it.
When I start to doubt that my magick is strong, I remember the blood clot in my father’s leg, which I walked from dreams to cut from him with hands laid on. He went to the hospital after a sharp pain. The doctor’s thought it had broken free and traveled somewhere worse, like his heart or brain. They never found it. It’s been fourteen years.
When I start to doubt that my magick is strong, I remember that I walked away from my job two years ago to take care of my family and pursue my art. I haven’t missed a rent payment or bill since, and have had just what I needed while doing only what I love.
When I start to doubt that my magick is strong, I remember that I promised to walk my grandfather to the Crossroads in person. When his time drew near and he struggled, I found there was only so far I could walk him, so I sent him along with an escort of those who loved him, yet whom he had never met.
When i start to doubt that my magick is strong, i remember the time i cursed my asshole neighbor after one too many run-ins. He was evicted exactly 90 days later and I never saw him once in all that time.
When I start to doubt my magick, i think of all the manifestations that have come to be - gym equipment, money, the woman in my life, etc. Its always EXACTLY what i wanted.
When i start to doubt my magick, i remember all the spirits i have communicated with and all the supernatural stuff that I have experienced on this journey.
When I start to doubt my magick, i remember that this is all just a dream. A dream i will eventually awaken from, so i should work as much magick as possible to make this life count.
When I doubt my magic is strong, I remember when I was at my lowest. My wife had just left and I knew I couldn’t stay in Utah any longer, I had to leave and strike out on my own. Making the decision to move to Seattle with no plan, and no money to back me up seemed like insanity, but I knew in the deepest parts of my soul that it was the only way forward.
it was that, or die in Utah.
One late night ritual to my highest self later, and the world opened up to me. I had dreams both waking and sleeping that showed me the steps to take. I knew what to do. I turned to this site, and a few others for aid trading my divination services for resources. Bit by bit, new roads opened for me, and whats more, I knew what the future held in store.
I saw problems ahead of me as if I was a man standing on a mounting surveying the valley below that I’d later walk. Each issue was dealt with as if weaving the threads of my life into a pattern I wanted. I felt a bit like the Norns, with the thunder of Thor. I felt alive. Rage, and ecstasy soon replaced bitterness and depression.
To be fair, yes it was hard work, but in the end I rewove the pattern of my life, moved to a better city, saw an increase in all the good areas of my life, and saved my life.
When I start to doubt that my magic is strong, I remember ripping apart the old pattern of my life, and weaving a new life.
When I was in doubt that my magic was strong, I remember how my last banishment of an individual ended with three cop cars outside of my home and the individual escorted off the property.
When I was in doubt that my magic was strong, I remember the death ritual I performed on myself after my three suicide attempts that ended the thought of taking my own life for good.
When I was in doubt that my magic was strong, I remember the fact that all of the experience I have acquired those far has changed me into the person I never thought I could become.
When I was in doubt that my magic was strong, I look into the eyes of my wife and remember the love spell that brought her and the kids into my life, changing it forever.
When I start to doubt my magic is strong… the universe shows me how good I’m getting at this black magick shit with a bang. Ok, enough with that. Must keep control of my feelings. Gotta stay humble.
When i start to doubt my magick is strong i remember how ive seen things move on their own, or how the night after putting a sigil on my wall in trance a spirit ripped my light from my ceiling.
Or how after I met a “vampire”, and drank some of her blood i inexplicably had bats show up in my room on two seperatw occasions, i find a random animals jawbone, and my own jaw starts to hurt!
Or all the times ive known something when I shouldnt have.
When I start to doubt my magic is strong, I remember that I manifested this girl who looks like a female Leonardo DiCaprio (teenage Leo not grown man Leo)into my life, and she is SO CUTE. I got what I wanted.
When I start to doubt my magic is strong, I remember that I also manifested the cops coming to harass me because I was replaying the experience of being harassed by the cops in my head literally hundreds of times.