Dawn yesterday was officially at 6:12am. I was (am) staying at a friend’s house in St.Louis, spending my last weekend with Aradia partying in the city we both loved (but not at the same time) with old friends before I make the second half of the trek from KC to back the Sunrise Temple for the semester.
My alarm was set for 5:50. I woke at 5:25. I tried to go back to sleep, but all I could think about was the Solar election and the morning’s coming ritual. I did it over and over again in my head. I had forgotten to prep my sigils, but the glyph I’ve used for the Jupiter, Mercury, and Venus talismans rose from the depths of my brain as I lay there, waiting for the alarm: “Mine is the Favor of Kings.”
Finally, the alarm went off. I woke Aradia and gathered everything I would need, laying things out in Aurora’s altar room. We cast our circle a few minutes before the Hour of the Sun began officially. I ground my frankincense and myrrh; we scribed our names inside the paper talismans that I had printed during the Hour of the Sun on Friday night, knowing I wouldn’t have access to a printer on the road, and assembled the component parts. The front is an image provided by Christopher Warnock to the Spiritus Mundi group; the back bears my Glyph of the Moon and the Agrippan Characters of the Sun; sealed in between is the blend of frankincense and myrrh. All three talismans assembled (one each for myself, Aurora, and Aradia), and each associated with a piece of amber jewelry, I placed them in the middle of my Triangle of Art with a candle lit over the glyph of the Sun.
I incanted the Picatrix Invocation of the Sun, and Aradia and I drew the power of the sun into the Circle and poured it into the Triangle and the talismans. I incanted the Invocation again as Aradia continued to direct the power.
The talismans completed, we promptly went back to sleep.
The ring I empowered is on my hand even now. It almost burns with power, and it’s going to take a while for me to get used to wearing that kind of spellcraft on my person.
The paper talismans rest on Aurora’s altar, gathering power while we linger in St. Louis. I can’t wait to see how these bad boys change our lives. I think it’s going to be epic.
I had been hoping there would be a Solar election soon, so that I could add that power to my collection. I am grateful that it came exactly when it did. I need this now as I transition from one life to the next, and as I shift gears magically.
Only one last conjuration remains before I begin what Aradia and I have been calling Project Null: the conjuration of Baphomet.