O Goddess Daily Draws
O Goddess, may the barbed anchor of your love and lust drop deep within me,
harpoon my soul, open me to hungrily accept all of your all-consuming hunger.
harpoon my soul, open me to hungrily accept all of your all-consuming hunger.
I sit naked beneath the acolyte's gown
in burning star points of magic circle: Goddess embodied has set intention as Virtual Goddess has filled me with ecstasy and wonder That I might rise to pleasure every morning in focused relaxation and daily draw a tarot card for reflection, divination, or communion. |
Dedication to Venus 2024
FIRST NEW MOON RITUAL OFFERING, March 7-9, 10:
Home and office altars with wine, roses, and chocolate; candles and incense; Readings with Goddess of Love Tarot
DAY 1 DAY 2 DAY 3
Why this valley with the veil so thick today? What should I reflect on for Day 2? What would it mean to follow Gaby?
The Star The Void (Fool) Witch of Wands
(10 of Wands on bottom of Deck) (4 of Wands on bottom of deck) (4 of Cups on bottom of deck)
-----Be guided by love and lust of Venus -----First step, kundanlini release ---Repeats R's draw; lusty practice
-----End of a cycle of work; release burdens -----Celebrate rite of passage, commit ---Don't refuse what is offered here
Home and office altars with wine, roses, and chocolate; candles and incense; Readings with Goddess of Love Tarot
DAY 1 DAY 2 DAY 3
Why this valley with the veil so thick today? What should I reflect on for Day 2? What would it mean to follow Gaby?
The Star The Void (Fool) Witch of Wands
(10 of Wands on bottom of Deck) (4 of Wands on bottom of deck) (4 of Cups on bottom of deck)
-----Be guided by love and lust of Venus -----First step, kundanlini release ---Repeats R's draw; lusty practice
-----End of a cycle of work; release burdens -----Celebrate rite of passage, commit ---Don't refuse what is offered here
More New Moon Offerings and Ritual Draws:
New Moon Offerings 2024 |
DAY 7: The questions today's card raises upon a cursory scan: What is my song bird (in the traditional RWS image)? What is my light in the darkness, bringer of messages and consolation, the blood that refreshes roses living and dead, this beautiful figure in purple, making a way through the night forest by the statue with a magick candle of wishing?
Synchronicities: The mini crossword this morning revealed the name of VENUS. This figure bears the seven-pointed star of Venus (Ishtar). A card reading from Raecine is due today on the Goddess of Love and my spiritual path. As I left for work, the last song playing was "Wish Upon a Star" by the Steve Miller Band, the words "Let your dreams take flight" echoing mystically. [edit] AND the Star showed up in that reading, noted in a direct message from Raecine...❤️❤️❤️ I open myself to the love and lust of Venus (Empress, Ishtar, Babalon) in the pleasure and power of the satanic left-hand path. |
DAY 6: The new-born Vampyre Fool dances on his grave, a grail of blood in his arm outstretched in imitation of the flying crow above. Blood roses suggest the "fire water" of the intoxicating fifth element flowing in his veins as he bursts forth from skull and roots of earth, celebrating the breakthrough of moonbeams with abandon. The falling of old structures leave him open to new visions.
He caries the the white rose, the seed of a whole cycle and sees that something is not only possible but beyond all doubt--the same feeling of oneness and absolute joy as sexual orgasm! The masks at his feet show that he is the trickster, a master of illusion that weaves all the elements to his design. Beware the burning sunlight, drowning daydreams, overweening folly, and banal materialism! |
How can the Vampyre Empress show me so much mercy and grace, granting me the image of the Vampyre Fool to assuage my fears of facing the Tower? From the falling Tower of old, the fiery dark knight escapes.
A new cycle begins in the tabula rasa of creation in Fool energy.
A new cycle begins in the tabula rasa of creation in Fool energy.
DAY 5: My virtual goddess within, Venus in the guise of the Vampyre Empress, has been so expressive--willing to communicate and grant impartations! I kneel and bow tearfully at her touch and synchronicity! The Tower displays the explosive fire of revolution and renewal as old structures collapse. The dark knight charges forth into a new beginning made possible by the flash of destructive enlightenment. I asked the Empress to clarify through a Rider-Waite Tarot deck:
3 of Swords: Three blades pierce a red heart amidst rain and storm clouds. The context = soul wounds of failure and rejection. The Knight of Swords suggests I most boldly face or verbalize the issue. In the spread the figure charges toward the wounded heart. The Tower! I cannot doubt the Empress speaks to me of change!!! |
"This is the waning moon, the moon of witchcraft and abominable deeds. She is the poisoned darkness which is the condition of the rebirth of light.
"This path is guarded by Tabu. She is uncleanliness and sorcery. Upon the hills are the black towers of nameless mystery, of horror and of fear. All prejudice, all superstition, dead tradition - and ancestral loathing, all combine to darken her face before the eyes of men. It needs unconquerable courage to begin to tread this path. Here is a weird, deceptive life. The fiery sense is baulked. The moon has no air. The knight upon this quest has to rely on the three lower senses: touch, taste and smell. [See the Book of Lies Cap., Bortsch.] Such light as there may be is deadlier than darkness, and the silence is wounded by the howling of wild beasts.
"This is the threshold of life; this is the threshold of death. All is doubtful, all is mysterious, all is intoxicating. Not the benign, solar intoxication of Dionysus, but the dreadful madness of pernicious drugs; this is a drunkenness of sense, after the mind has been abolished by the venom of this Moon. This is that which is written of Abraham in the Book of the Beginning: "An horror of great darkness came upon him." One is reminded of the mental echo of subconscious realization, of that supreme iniquity which mystics have constantly celebrated in their accounts of the Dark Night of the Soul. But the best men, the true men, do not consider the matter in such terms at all. Whatever horrors may afflict the soul, whatever abominations may excite the loathing of the heart, whatever terrors may assail the mind, the answer is the same at every stage: 'How splendid is the Adventure!''"--Crowley
"This path is guarded by Tabu. She is uncleanliness and sorcery. Upon the hills are the black towers of nameless mystery, of horror and of fear. All prejudice, all superstition, dead tradition - and ancestral loathing, all combine to darken her face before the eyes of men. It needs unconquerable courage to begin to tread this path. Here is a weird, deceptive life. The fiery sense is baulked. The moon has no air. The knight upon this quest has to rely on the three lower senses: touch, taste and smell. [See the Book of Lies Cap., Bortsch.] Such light as there may be is deadlier than darkness, and the silence is wounded by the howling of wild beasts.
"This is the threshold of life; this is the threshold of death. All is doubtful, all is mysterious, all is intoxicating. Not the benign, solar intoxication of Dionysus, but the dreadful madness of pernicious drugs; this is a drunkenness of sense, after the mind has been abolished by the venom of this Moon. This is that which is written of Abraham in the Book of the Beginning: "An horror of great darkness came upon him." One is reminded of the mental echo of subconscious realization, of that supreme iniquity which mystics have constantly celebrated in their accounts of the Dark Night of the Soul. But the best men, the true men, do not consider the matter in such terms at all. Whatever horrors may afflict the soul, whatever abominations may excite the loathing of the heart, whatever terrors may assail the mind, the answer is the same at every stage: 'How splendid is the Adventure!''"--Crowley
DAY 3: I feel warned by this image to carefully harmonize my rights and liberty with my responsibility and personal sovereignty, to balance my own limits with the boundaries of others, and to gauge the rewards of fairness, equality, and social justice against the consequences of injustice.
With heightened senses, this vampyre tastes the blood and the whispers in the silent breeze, gaining psychic abilities from her equilibrium with every ethereal particle of nature. The yin energy of healing and inner peace in the beautiful, dark sun crests above the counter-balanced, blood-filled scales, all illustrating karmic principles as well as the equal worth of people and ideas with diverse qualities. Her blood-smeared sword pierces the root-filled earth, demonstrating how her thoughts manifest in our physical reality. Seek her higher cause! Seek places of stillness! |
DAY 2: The vampire witch seems to be enthralled in a magical ritual of alchemical harmony, opening a door to the underworld to enter a new level of understanding. She has acquired the crow's wings of the air element, grasps the fiery arrow of passionate intention, and pours the blood of the grail (water element) into a cauldron set amid skulls and roots of earth.
The Temperance card comes between the major Arcana cards of Death and the Devil, striking a balance between the valley of shadow in dark nights of the soul and the primal kundalini pleasure, the overwhelming power of the Devil. She provides a bridge from the rock-bottom of loss to the new fire seen in the distant doorway. Thus I am encourages when I must wait and do the workings to reach the trance states that I long for. |
DAY 1: The moon looms over this apocalyptic scene, bathing the the imagination with both nightmare visions and ecstatic dreams. The right-hand path threatens second death, abandonment, hopelessness, and the lake of fire. Others dream of leaving maya for nirvana, atman (self) merged with Brahman (all).
This vampyre has drawn their knife of intellect and intention, already bloodied with life-giving, left-hand path regeneration. Like feminists with the word "bitch" and gays with the word "queer," they have taken back their power by wearing the cross and owning the cross-marked grave. The cross is now an emblem of Babalon, the blood rose at its center, even the crucifix used to pleasure sweet, hungry flesh. They arise from the burning earth, new roots springing forth, the hot black panther attending this wonderful new birth. |
DAY 0: A 3 card draw, asking indwelling Virtual Goddess for guidance in joining the Hopelessly Hypnotized:
The Moon = Blood Bride of illusion and imagination The Star = ritual blood poured upon both blooming and dead roses, granting the heart a path forward in the dark forest The Empress = sweet approval |
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Chelsey Wolfe Live at 0ya Festival
Spun 6:15 16 Psyche 29:16 Vex 11:52 The Culling 33:42 After the Fall 14:57 Survive 39:53 Dragged Out 20:53 Scrape 45:21 Feral Love 25:20 The Culling
Dead eyes, I only call you when you're in my dreams Died too young, the culling then, it was obscene I am depleted by love I am depleted by love I'll never tell the secrets of my family Bled out, a cult of anonymity The kettle is wheeling, my love Riding on the back of a hell they caused One ear to the ground One eye on the room My tongue on your pulse My finger in your wound Sweet dead eyes, I long to hear you again Sweet dead eyes, I long to see your face Sweet dead eyes, I long for that illustrious hiss Sweet dead eyes, I know you feel it No turning back, only God knows what we're headed for The flowers bloom, the sun rises Flux, hiss, welt, groan Flux, hiss, welt, groan Flux, hiss, welt, groan Flux, hiss, welt, groan Flux, hiss, welt, groan Flux, hiss, welt, groan 16 Psyche
I've spent, in different beds Many moons And that's the way I prefer it I can't, she said I'd save you but I can't hide I feel it crawl up my legs Let me wrap you up in these thighs It gets me out of my head again I can't, she said I'd save you but I can't love 16 Psyche Coma tail quivering Knew all along I can't, she said I'd save you but I can't She said: I'd save you but the world's bent She said: I'd save you but I can't |