Saint Expedite has been absolutely demolishing the candle offerings these past few weeks, probably because I haven't been paynig him enough attention!
He usually likes to take his time with them, allowing them to burn at a speedy but unhasty pace; however recently he's been completely gobbling them down so that a candle that would usually burn for approximately 6-7 hours straight through, is now being consumed in under an hour! phew! He's probably thinking he better get his due in as he doesn't know when the next one is coming.
You see he IS used to a daily offering from me, but due to my schedule becoming alot busier recently, I've been finding less and less time for myself and the spirits, and consequently I've been neglecting him somewhat.
So with that in mind, I decided to go on the hunt for a site dedicated to the miracle worker and place up a daily 'offering' online. A note to those who aren't familiar with this saint, he likes, amongst other things, having his name spread and broadcast, whether that be though a newspaper, word of mouth, email, text, bbm, skype etc etc! As long as his name is out there!
Check out this site I came across! http://saintexpedite.org/index.html
I encourage everybody who's received results from this glorious spirit to post up a word of thanks!
SPREAD HIS NAME FOLKS!
God bless
Tuesday 18 October 2011
Tuesday 11 October 2011
You are cordially invited....
Evening folks! I hope everyone is well and dandy.
I would like to make a brief mention about my lecture which will be, Inshallah, taking place sometime around mid July 2012.
I will be presenting a talk about my own personal experiences with Saint Expedite; speaking about my first encounters with this powerful spirit as a child, and his subsequent involvement in my life up till now.
I plan to be making particular mention of my work as a love conjurer, and the way he has aided me in that. But I also hope to point out his many other functions and possibilities which I have discovered over the years, having him as one of my primary guiding spirits.
The lecture is being hosted at The Moot With No Name, an organised weekly gathering of magicians and like-minded folk by the Geraldine Beskin of the Atlantis Bookshop in London.
Please visit her website at http://www.theatlantisbookshopevents.com/page2.htm for any more info regarding the Moot.
As the lecture is not scheduled till next year, the date remains unconfirmed, so please check back regularly for updates.
It seems almost rather amusing to me that this has come about at this point in my life; as some of you might know and be aware of, Saint Expedite is one of those spirits who demands payment for work received. The other night as I sat at my desk pondering over different recipes for Follow Me Boy, I suddnenly got the message from him that he wanted his name to be spread even further than I have ever done before. And then the idea of presenting a lecture about him popped into my mind.
That Eureka moment I spoke of in my first blog? This would be one of them!
Nitey nite folks
I would like to make a brief mention about my lecture which will be, Inshallah, taking place sometime around mid July 2012.
I will be presenting a talk about my own personal experiences with Saint Expedite; speaking about my first encounters with this powerful spirit as a child, and his subsequent involvement in my life up till now.
I plan to be making particular mention of my work as a love conjurer, and the way he has aided me in that. But I also hope to point out his many other functions and possibilities which I have discovered over the years, having him as one of my primary guiding spirits.
The lecture is being hosted at The Moot With No Name, an organised weekly gathering of magicians and like-minded folk by the Geraldine Beskin of the Atlantis Bookshop in London.
Please visit her website at http://www.theatlantisbookshopevents.com/page2.htm for any more info regarding the Moot.
As the lecture is not scheduled till next year, the date remains unconfirmed, so please check back regularly for updates.
It seems almost rather amusing to me that this has come about at this point in my life; as some of you might know and be aware of, Saint Expedite is one of those spirits who demands payment for work received. The other night as I sat at my desk pondering over different recipes for Follow Me Boy, I suddnenly got the message from him that he wanted his name to be spread even further than I have ever done before. And then the idea of presenting a lecture about him popped into my mind.
That Eureka moment I spoke of in my first blog? This would be one of them!
Nitey nite folks
UPDATE
Due to unforseen circumstances, I will not be
presenting this talk to Atlantis.
Which is a crying shame, as I was really looking forward
to doing it :(
Circumstances have meant that I will, for the forseeable future,
be staying put where I am.
Friday 16 September 2011
My Man!
It's very hard for me, even now, to explain just how tight I am with this amazing spirit. I think back to the countless times he has lent me his helping hand, given me sage advice, opened up my roads, guided me on my path, shown me hidden messages, double meanings, bombarded me with signs, traversed with me across the Veil, and I get emotional and feel nothing but gratitude for the amount of favour I enjoy with him.
Sometimes he is Saint Expedite, a powerful granter of wishes; other times he can become something altogether much more primal and dark. He can be the Holy Infant Child in his benign form, or the keeper of the crossroads, the opener and closer of the ways. He becomes Papa Legba for me.
He is one of my greatest sources of comfort, strength, guidance, and inspiration.
Over the fourteen or so years that I have been working with him, he has aided me in matters of money, financial gain, good luck, all my love cases, as well as my hot footing and curse work. And he has never let me down. He has ALWAYS pulled through for me.
He is a great protector as well, and I pray to him constantly to keep me and my own safe from all harm, spiritual and physical.
He is a grand spirit who demands grand payment, but he can also accept humble donations, when given with a sincere heart. I am reminded of a few years back when I first moved to London and I was broke, living in an apartment I couldn't afford, and jobless. When I asked for help, all I had to offer him was a candle and some water. Within a week, I got a job.
So if you ever need a helping hand, if you want that job now, if you desperately need that money to cover the mortgage, if that lover has cheated on you and now you want them out of the house PRONTO, then do no hesitate to call upon him with a completely honest and open heart and he'll hear you. He might not manisfest your desire exacty how you imagined it, but this is one spirit who gets the job done!
Eternal thanks to you Glorious Saint Expedite! Spread his name people!
Saturday 10 September 2011
from the Liber Juratus:Sloane 313 :
"Elemental Demons are neither good nor evil, neither benevolent nor malevolent by nature; thus they may be employed for either good or evil purposes. It is not the demons, nor the calling of them, nor magical art that is evil, rather it is the use that evil men may make of magical art that is evil. There is no harm in magical art that is not first in the hearts of evil men; those who are good, and intend good, produce good: those who are evil, and intend evil, produce evil. Men who are good and faithful need fear no harm from magical art, for demons are conquerable and made subservient to the will of a good man by fortitude and courage".
"Elemental Demons are neither good nor evil, neither benevolent nor malevolent by nature; thus they may be employed for either good or evil purposes. It is not the demons, nor the calling of them, nor magical art that is evil, rather it is the use that evil men may make of magical art that is evil. There is no harm in magical art that is not first in the hearts of evil men; those who are good, and intend good, produce good: those who are evil, and intend evil, produce evil. Men who are good and faithful need fear no harm from magical art, for demons are conquerable and made subservient to the will of a good man by fortitude and courage".
Friday 9 September 2011
Pot Dreams
I apologise profusely for not writing very much since starting up this blog; my recent move back to the Middle East has given me no time to get back on the site and do some fiddling with it! Moving, as most of you are probably aware of, can be a very hectic experience. And let's not even talk about the jet lag! My poor body clock is still on another time to the one that it is meant to be in now!
My first night back was an interesting one. After having set up my shrine and workspace and filling it with statues of my guiding spirits along with offerings, I instantly fell into a deep sleep, wherein I dreamt that I was standing before my work table, and upon it was a terracotta bowl. Inside the bowl was an unidentifiable sigil etched onto a piece of parchment, surrounded my herbs and resins. And ontop of the sigil lay my poison ring, which I've been meaning to clean down and charge up. The entire surface was covered in candles, and when I awoke later on that day, the first thing I did was look over at the work space!
Unfortunately the sigil I couldn't really make out, but I have had thoughts of working with the Goetic spirit Sitri, the twelfth spirit in the Lemegeton or Lesser Key of Solomon.
So a sign perhaps from Him to get a move on and start working! lol! Most likely, as I haven't as yet started any conjure with him, and I feel this was a bit of a gee up.
Examples of spirit pots and spirit containers are seen throughout the magical practices of the Arabian east; we all know of Aladdin's Lamp of course, well this is just one example. Any container could be employed to coax a spirit to reside within it, and work for your cause. Another method which I know of is the use of these terracotta pots, like the one I saw in my dream; usually they come with a lid and after conjuring the spirit into it, the lid is placed firmly on. You probably guessed it by now, but the poison ring could definitely house a spirit.
The magic ring is not something I've come across very much in western occultism. It seems to have fallen out of favour with many practicioners, or perhaps the favour was never there. Which doesn't mean to say that some magicians don't still make good use of its potentials.
Here in the Middle East, poison rings can traditionally be filled with tiny parchments of written out verses from the Koran along with corresponding gums and roots, to keep the wearer protected from the malice of the ayn-al-husud, written in the Arabic script as عين الحسود, and widely known as the Evil, Hot or Fat Eye.
But the Evil Eye is for another post!
Right now it's time to get back to the cats, who are currently trying to claw their way through the sofa and seem set on reducing it to shreds!
Stay safe folks and may we always endevour to please our spirits! and ma'asalaama as we say here in the Middle East.
May God be with you
Friday 2 September 2011
Clan shout out....
Hello folks,
I hope everyone is well fed, watered and sexed, with bags and bags of money! LOL!
This is just a quick shameless shout out to my lovely lovely friends over at Clan of the Entangled Thicket 1734. I have them up on my blog list, and you can find them at http://clanoftheentangledthicket.blogspot.com/.
It is largly their inspiration, faith and encouragement that helped me to get my act together and get this site up and running!
So, my wimple comes off to you, Maid and Magister.
More to come soon folks....
I hope everyone is well fed, watered and sexed, with bags and bags of money! LOL!
This is just a quick shameless shout out to my lovely lovely friends over at Clan of the Entangled Thicket 1734. I have them up on my blog list, and you can find them at http://clanoftheentangledthicket.blogspot.com/.
It is largly their inspiration, faith and encouragement that helped me to get my act together and get this site up and running!
So, my wimple comes off to you, Maid and Magister.
More to come soon folks....
Monday 29 August 2011
A warm fuzzy welcome!
Hello everybody and welcome to the I Dream of Djinni site! I shall start this blog off by inaugurating it in the name of my spirits and ancestors who I ackowledge and work with.
There are two main reasons I can think of off the top of my head, as to why this blog is currently up and running and taking up a small corner of the net.
Firstly, it has been in the proverbial works for quite a while now; to create an online journal of sorts to record and share my thoughts, feelings, fears and experiences, plus all the fun things in between, as a practicing folk magic conjurer in living and doing the work in today's modern times.
I don't really have a solid answer at this moment in time as to why I am being led to do this so publicly, but as anyone who has worked with and developed a symbiotic ongoing relationship with spirits will tell you, you learn to roll with the impulses they send you and try not to question it too much, even though it may seem pointless at the time. There is always a EUREKA moment at some point, but until then I think I shall quite enjoy the experience! And of course I hope you shall too...
My other reason for the existence of this blog is to specifically record my foragings and findings as I conduct a field research into the soceries of the Middle Eastern magicians.
Perhaps this would be the opportune time to talk alittle about myself, my background, and how I came to be on the path of a conjurer... So here goes! Please bear in mind this is a very annotated 'in-a-nutshell' overview of my life so far...
I spent my childhood growing up in the Middle East, a childhood filled with imaginary play friends, scary spirits, fanciful fairies and wish-granting Djinn. At still a fairly young age, I was committing random acts of magic; my earliest memory of this is tracing the boundary of the family villa and it's extensive garden with salt, to keep the 'baddies' out.
My mother was the very inspiration for my first tentative walks into the magical realms; she would always tell me that however softly I whispered something, the Gods would always be able to hear. She would tell me how the Gods were everywhere, omnipresent and all-seeing, and that they even called out through the Cuban music she always used to having blasting out from the stereo. In this way I learnt the names of Chango, Ellegua and Yemaja.
As I grew up and continued to talk to spirits of places, or genius loci, I began to develop a knack for divining and atmy mother's encouragement, I was bought my first tarot pack at thirteen years old. Being a precocious but somewhat fidgety and restless child, I didn't take to them very well, and soon got bored with the seemingly long and arduous task of learning all the meanings of the Arcanas. Besides, my hands were small and I found it very hard indeed to shuffles them! So I put them aside and instead experimented with the pendulum, dowsing rods and even dice divination, none of which I found any specific resonance with. In what seemed like perfect divine timing, in stepped a manky pack of playing cards, which I remember always being kept in the cards drawer of a desk. When I stumbled upon them, I was immediately taken with their oldy look and feel and began a reading there and then. I hadn't the faintest idea how to read them, I just fanned them out in front of me and began seeing moving people, places and situations! It was as if I were looking at a mini movie screen! To this day, I still use the same cards, and I still don't have a clue as to what the traditional meanings are...
My interest in magic and the occult came side by side with the divining, and it wasn't long before I was writing out spells, making up formulae, and finding any excuse for getting out my magical 'grimoire'.
Fast forward a few more pre pubecsent years, and I started high school which introduced me to boys. Now I had a legit reason for wanting to do magic; to make me popular with all of them! Suffice to say that my days as a teenager in high school were filled with enchantments to turn guys heads, make me shine, and ultimately get asked out! enough said!
It was somewhere around this point in my life that I met the spirit who was to become my guide and protector. Up until then I had always just referred to the spirits in the plural and in general, but I was getting a specific knock knocking on my door that I just had to answer.
It's been a long journey with him, and over the years he has provided me with comfort, strength, fortitude, courage and his blessings to do the work.
I term myself a conjurer and more specifically, a hoodoo, because that is the tradition of folk magic I work within. I was working the hoodoo a long time before I discovered it even had a name! I was working it before it became the 'in' thing to do. I have had many teachers of the years, all masters in their own right, of the knowledge they acquired and passed on to me.
I also work with spirits, for I am spirit led.
Over the years of working mainly for myself and friends, I have found I have a true knack for magic of the love and the lust variety. It seems to just be something Im genuinely very good at, and I enjoy a high personal track record. As I like to put it, I am a spinner of enchantments to flutter the heart and warm the parts, if ya dig!
Certainly it's not the only type of magic I do, but it is my particular speciality and concern.
Which leads me to where I am now; at a crossroads. I have, for the last two years, been forcibly dragged by my spirits into the understanding that my path leads to me becoming a professional spellcaster and conjurer. To help people in whatever way I can, if I can. To give solace to a grieving girl who's just had her first break up, to give aid to the young lady who just wants to find her prince, to the cute but painfully shy man who just wants a certain Ms to notice him, to the married lady who wants to reconcile with her estranged husband, to the bloke that wants a threesome with two midgets!
And so on and so on and so on....
All in all it's been a struggle to get to this point in my spiritual life and it seems it's about to get even rockier I think... Aha! EUREKA!
BRING IT ON!
God bless folks x
There are two main reasons I can think of off the top of my head, as to why this blog is currently up and running and taking up a small corner of the net.
Firstly, it has been in the proverbial works for quite a while now; to create an online journal of sorts to record and share my thoughts, feelings, fears and experiences, plus all the fun things in between, as a practicing folk magic conjurer in living and doing the work in today's modern times.
I don't really have a solid answer at this moment in time as to why I am being led to do this so publicly, but as anyone who has worked with and developed a symbiotic ongoing relationship with spirits will tell you, you learn to roll with the impulses they send you and try not to question it too much, even though it may seem pointless at the time. There is always a EUREKA moment at some point, but until then I think I shall quite enjoy the experience! And of course I hope you shall too...
My other reason for the existence of this blog is to specifically record my foragings and findings as I conduct a field research into the soceries of the Middle Eastern magicians.
Perhaps this would be the opportune time to talk alittle about myself, my background, and how I came to be on the path of a conjurer... So here goes! Please bear in mind this is a very annotated 'in-a-nutshell' overview of my life so far...
I spent my childhood growing up in the Middle East, a childhood filled with imaginary play friends, scary spirits, fanciful fairies and wish-granting Djinn. At still a fairly young age, I was committing random acts of magic; my earliest memory of this is tracing the boundary of the family villa and it's extensive garden with salt, to keep the 'baddies' out.
My mother was the very inspiration for my first tentative walks into the magical realms; she would always tell me that however softly I whispered something, the Gods would always be able to hear. She would tell me how the Gods were everywhere, omnipresent and all-seeing, and that they even called out through the Cuban music she always used to having blasting out from the stereo. In this way I learnt the names of Chango, Ellegua and Yemaja.
As I grew up and continued to talk to spirits of places, or genius loci, I began to develop a knack for divining and atmy mother's encouragement, I was bought my first tarot pack at thirteen years old. Being a precocious but somewhat fidgety and restless child, I didn't take to them very well, and soon got bored with the seemingly long and arduous task of learning all the meanings of the Arcanas. Besides, my hands were small and I found it very hard indeed to shuffles them! So I put them aside and instead experimented with the pendulum, dowsing rods and even dice divination, none of which I found any specific resonance with. In what seemed like perfect divine timing, in stepped a manky pack of playing cards, which I remember always being kept in the cards drawer of a desk. When I stumbled upon them, I was immediately taken with their oldy look and feel and began a reading there and then. I hadn't the faintest idea how to read them, I just fanned them out in front of me and began seeing moving people, places and situations! It was as if I were looking at a mini movie screen! To this day, I still use the same cards, and I still don't have a clue as to what the traditional meanings are...
My interest in magic and the occult came side by side with the divining, and it wasn't long before I was writing out spells, making up formulae, and finding any excuse for getting out my magical 'grimoire'.
Fast forward a few more pre pubecsent years, and I started high school which introduced me to boys. Now I had a legit reason for wanting to do magic; to make me popular with all of them! Suffice to say that my days as a teenager in high school were filled with enchantments to turn guys heads, make me shine, and ultimately get asked out! enough said!
It was somewhere around this point in my life that I met the spirit who was to become my guide and protector. Up until then I had always just referred to the spirits in the plural and in general, but I was getting a specific knock knocking on my door that I just had to answer.
It's been a long journey with him, and over the years he has provided me with comfort, strength, fortitude, courage and his blessings to do the work.
I term myself a conjurer and more specifically, a hoodoo, because that is the tradition of folk magic I work within. I was working the hoodoo a long time before I discovered it even had a name! I was working it before it became the 'in' thing to do. I have had many teachers of the years, all masters in their own right, of the knowledge they acquired and passed on to me.
I also work with spirits, for I am spirit led.
Over the years of working mainly for myself and friends, I have found I have a true knack for magic of the love and the lust variety. It seems to just be something Im genuinely very good at, and I enjoy a high personal track record. As I like to put it, I am a spinner of enchantments to flutter the heart and warm the parts, if ya dig!
Certainly it's not the only type of magic I do, but it is my particular speciality and concern.
Which leads me to where I am now; at a crossroads. I have, for the last two years, been forcibly dragged by my spirits into the understanding that my path leads to me becoming a professional spellcaster and conjurer. To help people in whatever way I can, if I can. To give solace to a grieving girl who's just had her first break up, to give aid to the young lady who just wants to find her prince, to the cute but painfully shy man who just wants a certain Ms to notice him, to the married lady who wants to reconcile with her estranged husband, to the bloke that wants a threesome with two midgets!
And so on and so on and so on....
All in all it's been a struggle to get to this point in my spiritual life and it seems it's about to get even rockier I think... Aha! EUREKA!
BRING IT ON!
God bless folks x
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