I work with a lot of different spirits the kicker is that I don’t go shopping for spirits in the same way that I would play Pokemon. And sometimes I meet spirits in different ways that others may find interesting or comforting – to know that there isn’t any single way or even a right way to go about this. Since I’ve had so many different introductions I thought I should probably start documenting some of these to the best of my memory because some of these notes have been lost to time, rain, and moving.
I was first contacted by Hecate in mid to late 2019. She came just as a presence that I could tell was female, that I could tell was not just a dead soul but a female entity with significant power. The scared the shit out of me and I didn’t really know what to do at all. I did have the advantage of having opened up some of my clairsentience when I was younger. I could tell that it was a female spirit with power I couldn’t hear couldn’t see and had no idea how I was going to get answers.
I did grow up in some haunted houses, but the religious environment that I was living in didn’t really want us looking into any of that. So, we kind of tried to ignore it and call it good. If I had looked into it at least with the psychic books that I could find at the library (there was no YouTube), then this meeting with a Hecate may have occurred sooner or may not have. The Mormons don’t have the same type of spiritual tradition that the Catholics do and only growing up with that type of knowledge leaves you vastly unprepared for any sort of meaningful encounter outside of that religion.
What was I going to do? I had a female goddess, well, I assumed it was a goddess, I knew she wasn’t going away. I knew it couldn’t ignore it. That doesn’t tell me what I should do. Pretty sure I’m not the only person in that situation. And this type of situation still continues to happen today it just happened a few weeks ago when it talked about the spirit of the Ziggurat.
I decided to just look up lists of goddesses and knowing that I did listen to my gut and have for a while, I decided to do something similar to a pendulum or a Ouija board. I ran my finger down the list of names to see when I get any sort of change in my gut however small and right down that name. I repeated this through the whole list and then verified that there were about six names. I suspected that some of those were me reacting to the next name and not theirs.
I don’t remember the six names today I only remember the three that made it to the finals. Nix, Hecate, and Persephone.
I was standing in the kitchen have you waited until everyone else went to bed and our list with three names on it. Still unsure of what to do. With a scared “Screw It Let’s Do it” attitude, I called out to Nix and asked if it was her and if it was could she please show me a sign I would understand. I felt something but I knew it wasn’t her. And then called out to Hecate and asked her to show me a sign if it was her and I recognized that same feeling that had come to me that first time. Nix and Hecate came so quickly with their signs but I was afraid I would offend Persephone if I didn’t call and ask her to be sure, so I did. She felt different and I had my answer to the first part of many questions.
That is what led me down the path towards demonolatry. I’ve spoken about some of my early practices previously so I don’t really want to get into them here, but this was the pattern that kind of started it all. I would feel a significant spirit. I would research to find out who that spirit was (if I could) and then I would decide how I was going to go about that process. It’s a bit easier now, since I can get communications to and from them, but this base pattern still happens today. Some of the other spirits I’ll talk about in later posts have different stories indeed . We’ll get to them soon enough.
