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tutti_quanti) wrote2020-08-05 10:44 pm
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Some brief histories
I have had no active pursuit of any occult activity other than attempting to read Steiner's book on it which my wife bought some years ago. I don't think I got through one chapter. When he said plants were sleeping I put it down. I also seem to have formed a very closely corresponding view of Life/Nature/Universe I've read the King James Bible and put a fair amount of study into Buddhism. I've always had an affinity for symbols.
I waited until the weather was favorable again and did not tell her I was going to do it ahead of time and I had no issues. She quickly got over the shock when I told her and she was comfortable with it after she thanked the hog and we got on with the process without any problem.
I grew up in South Georgia and know of "hoodoo" only vicariously through what I heard from the black kids at school. They never used the term hoodoo but I often heard the word root. A "root lady" could root someone, which meant to cast a spell, usually to get even for cheating on someone or to hex them in some way. I specifically remember "period blood" in a story one of my friends told me in high school.
I hadn't thought about that for decades until I shockingly found a bowl of said blood in my shower that my wife had collected, her own. I knew she was dabbling in magic in some ways and I had seen certain books she had been reading that were related to magic. Most of the things that I was aware of were offerings like lit candles, smudge sticks and certain ceremonies during full moons etc. It made me a little apprehensive because I knew she was going only by what she had either seen on Youtube or read in a contemporary book and having no real mentor. However I wasn't overly concerned about it.
Before I continue, this might be pertinent. We moved onto this property, its a farm, which is very rural only about four years ago and I, as well as my dog, saw an apparition one morning in the very old farmhouse we bought and moved into. Certainly a female entity. My dog's bark woke me and I noticed a woman walking but only got a glimpse of the torso before she went through the doorway. I actually thought it was my wife but she had left long before to go to work and Aggie would not have barked hostilely toward my wife. When I got up to look no one was there. I wasn't alarmed, I feel like I am very lucky to have seen a "ghost" and it's not the only time its happened. I didn't know that dogs could see them but after cogitating on it for a while it seemed rather silly to me to believe otherwise, why not? That happened pretty early on after we arrived here, way before the blood incident.
After I found the blood and knowing what I had heard about its use all those years ago I got very concerned. I know that blood is very powerful and although I am not versed in magic it felt like to me that she may have been treading in deeper waters than she realized. I tried to casually say something to that effect without getting too specific but I wasn't able to really get my point across. I took it that she was bemused at me, because of course in her mind I knew nothing about any of it. I did not mention my awareness of root ladies, blood, etc. My worry deepened.
I had seen my wife giving the blood to what looked like an offering to a large tree but I know she has collected it on more than one occasion and what she's done with it at other times I don't know.
I know she had some success with her practices. Our sow had a litter of pigs and we had been planning on harvesting one of them when the weather got cold enough. When the day arrived, I could tell that she was very upset with the thought of it and I could feel she was actively working against it. I tested the rifle out ahead of time to make sure it was firing. When I pulled the trigger to dispatch the hog nothing happened. I ejected the bullet put in another one. I sighted in on the hog again and click, nothing happened. The rifle wouldn't fire. I walked around the barn and shot the rifle into the ground and it fired. I tried it on the hog again and it wouldn't fire. Then it dawned on me.
I waited until the weather was favorable again and did not tell her I was going to do it ahead of time and I had no issues. She quickly got over the shock when I told her and she was comfortable with it after she thanked the hog and we got on with the process without any problem.