Storm
In the dark silence echoing with the rumblings of wind screaming to get out of a lippped sewn mouth, I sit.
It felt like it had something to say but did I even care? I had talked to the winds for days now.
They said Nothing concrete in return .
I called them by their directions and evensliced them with daggers thrown to ground them into the terrestrial .
This is a familiar and old ritual that I have done religiously for 20 years.
This is part of the ritual to slow down its force... but I feed the spirits and the winds as well.
I libate them heavily, so they forget; Forget thier anger; forget their need to attack.
I try to soften all.
It usually works. It did this time .
Yet I sit in the dark, unprepared for the mundane.
I am magically supplied And complete.
However, I could personally use more light and something to eat…
My black cat surfaces from her hidden lair -a sign that the Storm is near done.
A Flash flood warning breaks the silence as the creaking of the old cypress wood Moans in response.
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Don’t trip over a Gangster’s Gun!
I woke early, earlier than usual. I decided to stay that way. My morning ritual at the station was calling me just 4 blocks away .
The Station is my favorite coffee shop in New Orleans. I rushed there without any hesitation. I was startled from my automatic pilot by a man in the street screaming at a car ahead.
I hoped it was personal, It was not!
Though I refused eye contact,
I was next In line!
The screaming and yelling ranted towards me in a garbled banter but ended with a clear message!
“ Don’t trip over a gangsters gun”
Was that a message I needed to hear? Why? I vaguely heard about the mass shooting gun violence at the school before I went to sleep last night. The horrors of that and the 14 year old shooter were very real! Could this be homeless man’s point! Doubtful.
Was the mass shooter the new gangster?
Was it a song lyric floating in the air?
Was it a political metaphor?
Was there a gangster nearby?
All these things were possible And now those words won’t go away.
Is it a sign?
Perhaps I will redefine gangster by the end of the day.
Words of wisdom for the day to share
”Don’t trip on a gangsters gun!”
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The Voodoo Queen
He was big for his age.
He felt insecure about it often, but when she would enter the back room and there were flowers, their beauty, in their own simplicity made you wonder,
"Why do we worry at all?"
The plans for the surgery will be on Sunday and the men who came in were very somber from the news.
“On the right channel, we will thrive and on the other channel, not survive.”
She knew that everything was meant to be and the peace that came over her was immense .
Then Marie laughed and held the child.
This is:
From a cooperative automatic writing session Tues 11/14 with Bloody Mary, Mamba and the Spirit Voodoo Queen inside the Haunted house of Marie Laveau! This was blind channeling from a ghost box phrase and then the last word of sentence written by the partner and the spirits guiding at our side!
Listen in to full ghost box session and ghost hunting on Youtube @BloodymaryNeworleans
https://youtu.be/HWXrko0Pq2U?si=djmGFsdDRTaELX43