There is nothing mysterious about magic, and a little bit of discipline and sacrifice can go a long way.
Earlier this year I began two magical experiments, both of which produced great results.
The first of these was an insect repellent spell. It was based on two ideas.
My basic starting premise was that I decided I actually had no problem with being fed from if there were no negative effects to me. If I was walking through the woods, in their home, why shouldn’t I be fair game? The problem is not being fed from, it is that in order to numb you long enough to feed, an insect will inject you with histamines and/or other chemicals to do so. This transmission also causes them to infect you with diseases or whatever else is in their system. So the idea was to send a message just to take, and not give.
The second part of my insect repellent was simply to encode this message in a song, which is a technique that was also used by numerous pre-industrial societies. A little gift for the subjects of my spell. So I hummed up a little melody and wrote some lyrics for it.
Dear crawling and biting
Stingers and biters
May I walk among you
As a friend and not smiter
And if you must feed
I shall not at all mind
There’s plenty of me
But leave nothing behind
No itches or sickness
Just take what you will
And you have my word
I shall not maim or kill
May this melody
Please your hearts and your minds
For harmony is the
Will of the divine
The problem with that song is that it was a little too long and complicated, for me and the insects. So I wrote a far more concise jingle.
You can feed, feed, feed, feed. feed on me,
But please don’t leave anything I don’t need.
Armed with nothing but a few verses, I went out into the wild, where usually I am almost immediately covered in bug bites. Every so often I would sing that little song, and lo and behold, I was barely getting bitten, if at all.
I considered a physical explanation. Singing kept me calm. Have you ever noticed how much more you get bit as you get more frustrated and angry you get about it? That is because you are sending distress signals via the emission of chemicals and increase in blood pressure and heart rate. By emitting chemicals you cause the biters to transfer more while feeding to combat your unwillingness, and when you are going cardio you become tastier and easier to feed from.
However by the end of the summer not only was I rarely ever getting bites, or at least having reactions to them, I didn’t even need to sing the song anymore. I had created a solid belief through ritual in the ability of my will to control bug bites, and it worked. The reality I now expected became the reality I experienced.
My second magical experiment was ritual generosity magic.
There wasn’t a lot of thought that went into this. I simply started from the premise that you get back what you put out. If I wanted to open a flow of resources to myself, than I also needed to open one from myself. And so I made it a habit to give money to every needy individual asking for it that I possibly could.
However my sacrifice also had to come with some discipline and acceptance. I needed to keep some cash on me at all times, and be willing to give it without a second thought and without judgment, even if it was my last dollar until pay day, which happens frequently to working poor people like me. As time went on, I got better at making this behavior automatic and judgment-free.
I never expected a big payoff, but just an improvement to my situation, which indeed came about. I was given more hours at the bookstore, and started picking up moving jobs with my brother that paid good cash. Money didn’t come freely, but opportunities to earn it in ways I found appealing enough did. On top of this I built the first real savings I have had in many years, albeit a relatively humble amount compared to what most people would consider savings.
Shortly after I began ritual generosity magic I found three dollars laying on the ground. Near the end of summer I found $13 while doing a moving job and split it with my brother. Last week I found $30 laying in the middle of the parking lot at the grocery store.
While I am still poor, I am less concerned with money. I am able to expend my energy and focus on more creative and pleasurable tasks. And more importantly, I have learned some important magical principles.
I would hesitate to promote these two rituals, at least in all of their specifics. Magic is individual. There are no secret formulas. You just have to find whatever it is that pushes you into the belief that you live in the kind of world you are trying to create. Little by little through behaviors that reinforce that specific thinking pattern. And don’t expect miracles, at least not at first. It is through small magical victories which you will learn to better yourself; and through numerous subtle changes rather than some grand abracadabra.