As mentioned in the previous post, today is St Nicholas Day.
Obviously, the contemporary egregore we know as Santa is a bizarre hybrid of a Levantine saint, various nature spirits, the devil, a Coca Cola advertising campaign and the broken dreams of countless millions of children.
Despite being a supremely powerful creation, he’s more complicated to work with than you would immediately due to a number of factors:
- Extreme seasonality.
- Limited age range.
- Arbitrary moral rules governing the dispensation of favours. (Which list are you on? Be honest.)
Saint Nicholas has none of these hang ups.
He protects children, he calms the seas -neither of which are the slightest use to me.
But he is also known as the ‘gift giver’. No strings attached miracles. As you are probably aware, I am all in favour of choosing the magical targets that are most likely going to lead to your desired outcome.
And I still am.
Today, however, is one of the best days to go after the items on your critical path that currently have the lowest probability of success. What do I mean by that? I mean the ones that edge the closest to miracles:
- Chance meetings with important people who are willing to help you.
- Discovery of a new natural treatment to treat a chronic disorder.
- Out of the blue calls from friends wanting to hook you up with their newly-single doctor friend who really has a thing for [exactly what you are].
Corporate-speak for this is “reach objectives”. The things that are almost too good that you would otherwise daren’t ask for.
Firstly, select your target or targets. As per the rules of shoaling, pick at least three. They do not have to be related. (Although I have had two instances where the results have become entangled as they manifest, so keep that in the back of your mind.)
Then you’ll need to sigilize your (minimum) three statements. Briefly then:
- Form a sentence using positive phrases in the present tense. Not “I wish to lose weight” but “I am my ideal bodyweight.”
- Strike all vowels and any repetition of consonants after the first one. So “MYDLBWGHT”
- Combine these letters through a series of iterations into a “magicalish” glyph. You’ll know when it’s done.
As previously mentioned, I’m not a fan of the outdated conscious/unconscious ‘forgetting’ model of sigil activation. Here’s a quote from PJC from The Apophenion that relates to how I feel about this overly crude map of the mind:
The classical psychological concepts of the unconscious and the subconscious minds arose in a culture that expected people to act in a considerably more reserved and repressed fashion than seems normal today. Sharp divisions between the conscious, the subconscious, the unconscious, and perhaps the super-conscious (whatever that may mean), now appear rather artificial and contrived. Some memories, thoughts, emotions and impulses merely acquire more of a propensity to take control of the whole organism than others. Many of them operate without much direct communication with what the early theorists called the ‘ego’; another rather loose concept derived from the Latin word for ‘I’.
Then get some candles. Red obviously.
I’m going to use Christmas ones but then I’m gay enough to have a massive supply of them. Some weird statues of Santa carrying lanterns and other strange objects that I picked up in Sweden will also figure. You see where I’m going with this? Play it how you like.
My preferred method is to focus upon each sigil within the shoal and chant until they no longer feel ‘active’. My overriding impression is that they turn from a charged statement of intent back into a piece of paper with a fuck-awful squiggle on it. (I can’t draw.) More information here if you need it.
And just because I don’t get enough use out of the chaplet my mother sent me after her most recent Pope Show, I’m going to use this Saint Nicholas prayer:
Glorious Holy Nicholas,
humble and virtuous Archbishop Of Myra,
it is true that you hear those who come to you
in their trials and tribulations.
I trust in you, I hope in you,
and I ask you to intercede with our holy God
so that I may receive grace
in the things for which I have sought.
Be my guide, be my defense, cleanse my soul.
Dispose of or keep the sigils as you wish. Disposing feels ‘more right’ to me because the whole idea is that you are sending chaos-style letters to Santa.
Banish with mulled wine.