Why I Believe in Sorcery, Gods, Angels and Demons

Does the crazy-seeming stuff I believe have anything to do with transsexuality or with sorcery? Sorcery, obviously. Many of you probably come here to my nacent blog for the entries on gender and sexuality. You have every right to regard any reference to sorcery (or call it magic, magick with a “k”, witchcraft, or bullshit, or whatever you will) as an aberration, or with a tolerant, unbelieving smile, or with a snort and disdain. And that’s fine. But you also have a right, if you’re interested enough to be here, to know why I believe in and practice magic, or, as I prefer to call what I do, sorcery. And why I believe in the bogies that go along with sorcery, too. Angels and demons, Gods and ghosts…

If you actually practice sorcery (at my house we call it “woo woo stuff”), if you actually open your mind enough and suspend disbelief — no more than you do when you read a book — and really do the hard work of learning to practice it, you will inevitably experience encounters with call ’em entities, and unless you’ve done the work and practiced the practices you’re going to have to take my word for it that during such encounters with entities, etc., you experience them as if they were real as rocks, rivers, gravity and galaxies. You might be tempted to focus on the words as if in the previous sentence. I ask you to focus on the word experience. Because the experiences, which are a matter of perception, which ultimately take place in your mind, of course, are quite real. I repeat: the experiences are real. Yes, they are your perceptions, they become distorted with time the way all memories do, but they become a part of your real life which you have unquestionably experienced.

Well, you may reasonably ask, despite that, why in the world would anyone regard such stuff and nonsense as real? Even if you experience it, don’t reason, science, common sense and consensus reality all dictate that such things can not be?

Why don’t you understand that, Rachel Izabella?

This is why I don’t understand that. If you discard your own lived experience, your own life itself for the Gods’ sakes, and in its place you adopt the belief system and opinion of others, you are, dear friend, doing yourself a great harm. Your experiences, your life, are all you’ve got, and vicarious experience and the rational opinions of others — the majority’s beliefs, “the way things are”, the status quo — cannot replace your own lived experience. If you allow this to happen, you are, friend, quite literally throwing your life away. You are discarding your lived experiences in favor of what you, for the most part, have not yourself experienced and lived.

Let’s all not do that. It sounds absolutely awful.

So — Let’s suspend disbelief for a moment and imagine that you’ve done the hard, hard work, you’ve practiced sorcery and now you’ve seen and met spirits, entities, monstrosities and the things that go bump in the night.  If you believe a spirit you meet and speak with is real, consensus reality collapses like the house of cards that it is. If you ask a spirit for a favor in exchange for some small token of a reward — and, by the way, in this example you don’t need to have seen or really even believe in said spirit, just give it the benefit of the doubt —and the favor comes to pass, and you do this again and again, you have shifted into another reality than that of the consensus. If you do this enough, you see that spirits effect real change upon the real world. Now consensus reality begins to seem quite foolish and quite small, squeezed and confining. You don’t want to go back to it. You now live in a separate reality.

In fact, you can’t go back. When you step onto the sorcerous path, really, really step onto it, there can be no turning back.

One more example, this time not involving anything normally considered supernatural. Let’s say for whatever reason you decide to practice the most elementary form of candle magic. You crystallize your intent in your mind, for example, I get the promotion and Bob does not.  You hold your candle, you meditate upon your intent for fifteen minutes, I get the promotion and Bob does not, all the while focusing your eyes unwaveringly on your candle. Then you light your candle and walk away and think, I hope I get the promotion and Bob doesn’t, but you don’t obsess on it. Sure the thought enters your mind several times a day, but that’s all. —You, my friend, have just performed your first act of magic. The first time or two, it may not work. But it may work the first time.

Let’s say it worked and you got the promotion. It could have been a coincidence, you think. Maybe. So maybe you try it again, because after all the last time it seemed as if it worked… And say you repeat this little experiment one hundred times. Seventy-five times it worked, twenty-five times it didn’t. Maybe it worked ninety times, and ten times it didn’t. Coincidence is starting to seem like a thin explanation, especially if your magic worked ninety percent of the time. This is your life, this is what happened in your life — what do you choose to think about what you’ve just done those seventy-five or ninety times? You’re probably going to think your magic bent reality in your favor. To believe otherwise might well be self-defeating. It would also be a betrayal of your own lived experience.


For the sake of argument, I’ve created hypothetical, easy to understand examples here. But I’ve worked (small) wonders — which means I’ve done thaumaturgy, wonder-working, sorcery. I’ve spoken with Gods and received answers. I’ve summoned angels and demons and they have come and I have seen them and spoken with them. They have acted upon this world and changed its course, in however small a way.

And that’s why I believe in sorcery, Gods, angels and demons. Besides my family (and I am not going to blog about my family), my transsexuality and my practice of sorcery are the most important things in my life. And I know there are transsexual practitioners out there. Perhaps some day one of them will chance across this blog. Hence the strange subtitle of this blog, T and Sorcery.  It’s admittedly an odd combination, and maybe it won’t work as a blog concept. But now you know why I blog about gender and sexuality and my personal experiences in these areas, and also why I blog about stuff that most people think is craziness, or just a bunch of figments if they’re charitable. —Whatever you made of the above post, I hope you’ll come back for the T, for the sorcery, or for both.

Much love.

Magical Migraine Help

OK, how about something actually useful?

As headaches and migraines are a possible side effects of the medication estradiol, very commonly prescribed to transsexual women for hormone replacement therapy (HRT), I’m able here to address in one blog article both transsexuality and sorcery. Come to think of it, this hasn’t been a very sorcerous blog thus far. But one thing the world does not need is another spellbook. On the other hand, three magical migraine  countermeasures on one page … that’s worth doing.

Here are three magical techniques that work for me personally to halt an oncomng migraine. They also work for tension headaches, et al.  (I seldom get sinus headaches, so I can’t speak to their efficacy against them.)

Nota Bene: these techniques, unless otherwise noted, do not work well for me once a migraine has fully entered the pain stage.  But if you first notice your own predromal syptoms, or if the pain has just started, and try one of these methods, you may find yourself greatly relieved.  Often I seem to skip the pain phase of the migraine and pass directly to somewhere in the postdromal phase.

I am of course not a doctor and this is not medicine, this is magic.  Readers may consider it to be a mere curiosity.  Everyone is able I hope to make up their own mind.

Number 1. — From Secrets of the Psalms by Godfrey Selig

This book was published no later than the early 1920s, and was greatly used by Hoodoo practitioners and other Southern Conjurefolk.  Some pagans and polytheists may have difficulty praying a Psalm.  The Bible however is full of magic.  Read Morton Smith’s Jesus the Magician.  Read Robert Conner’s Magic in the New Testament.  Odds are that Master Yeshua was a mage.  Remember that during approximately half of its over five centuries long existence — for 276 years if memory serves me well — Solomon’s Temple was graced by the presence of the Lady Asherah, consort of Yahweh.  Remember that Solomon was a polytheist.  Of all the books in the Bible, both the Hebrew and Christian, the Book of Psalms can fairly be called the most magical. It’s one big spellbook.  Forget your scruples, have pity on your head and remember this dictum: “Whatever works.”

Psalm for Severe Headache or Backache

Psalm 3.–Whosoever is subject to severe headache or backache, let him pray this Psalm, with the leading holy names and appropriate prayer contained therein, over a small quantity of olive oil, anoint the head or back while in the act of prayer.  This will afford immediate relief.  The holy name is Adon (Lord), and is found in the words Weatta, verse 3; Baadi, verse 3; Hekizoti, verse 5; and Hascheini, verse 7. The prayer is as follows: Adon (Lord) of the world may it please thee to be my physician and helper.  Heal me and releive me from my severe headache or backache, because I can find help only with thee, and only with thee is counsel and action to be found. Amen!–Selah–Selah!

This is a bit confusing, and differences exist in exactly how practitioners put Selig’s Psalms to work.  The following is simply what I do.  First I pour a very small amount of olive oil into my left hand (my migraines are almost always on the left side of my head).  I then pray the 3rd Psalm aloud, and wherever the text has either “Lord” or “God” I substitue the holy name “Adon” mentioned in the above paragraph. I don’t fool around with the other words or holy names whatsoever. Then I pray the additional prayer, while simultaneously massaging the olive oil into the place on my head nearest to the migraine at that moment.

For your convenience, here is the 3rd Psalm, in the King James Version, in its entirety.

1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
2 Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.
3 But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
4 I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah.
5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
7 Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.
8 Salvation belongeth unto the LORD: thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah.

As early modern spellbooks say: Probatum.


Number 2. — From John George Hohman’s The Long Lost Friend

The Long Lost Friend is America’s most famous grimoire. I encountered it as a muggle teen (no offense I hope, non-magical people out there, it’s just a handy word) in the Silver John fantasy stories of Manly Wade Wellman, set in the Appalachian mountains (as was I, it so happened). Wellman went on to write several Silver John novels, but those earliest stories, first published in the volume Who Fears the Devil? (1963), are what abides in my memory.

Reminiscence aside, here’s the spell. It’s number 50 in the book:

Tame thou flesh and bone, like Christ in Paradise; and who will assist thee, this I tell thee, (name,) for your repentance-sake. ✠ ✠ ✠ This you must say three times, each time pausing for three minutes, and your head-ache will soon cease. But if your head-ache is caused by strong drink, or otherwise will not leave you soon, then you must repeat those words every minute. This, however is not often necessary in regard to headache.

“✠” means make the Sign of the Cross. For those unfamiliar with the Sign of the Cross, here’s how to make it. You generally use your first three fingers and you start at the top, at your forehead, going down to your heart. Then you move your fingers to your left shoulder and form the crossbar, moving your fingers to the right shoulder. That’s it. You do this, in this spell, three times.

Note. As there’s a place to insert your name, I must assume you can perform this spell on others, as spells to stop blood, etc., in The Long Lost Friend, obviously designed to be used on other people, contain that same blank: (name).  I have however never worked this spell on another person, so I can’t vouch for its effectiveness, so used. But on yourself, it’s a winner, despite (or because of) its simplicity.



Number 3. — The Mahasirs (Big Head) Mudra

This mudra is found in several books on mudras I’ve collected and is the most effective of the three magical remedies I’ve included here. It can actually help, but not cure, a full-blown migraine. It has seriously reduced the pain of the pain phase of migraines for me. Nothing else I know can touch a full-blown migraine, except triptans (which I can’t take) and fioricet, which I can take, but which doctors don’t like to prescribe because it contains a barbiturate in it. (They’d rather give you something non-addictive which just might give you a heart attack than something addictive but easy to withdraw from — doctors are insane, that’s the end of it.)

You make the Mahasirs Mudra like so (picture to follow). You fold your thumb and your little finger towards each other. A crease will form in the middle of your hand. In this crease, pretty high towards the top of your hand, gently stick the tip of your ring finger. A gentle touch is key with mudras. Then touch the tip of your thumb to the tips of the index and middle fingers. Then extend your little finger as straight as you can without straining. It looks like this.

Mahasirs mudra

Do this with both hands. Keep your hands close to your body, like on your thighs. Breathe calmly, preferably meditation-style belly breaths if you can manage that. Hold the mudra for six minutes, or for as long you feel like holding it. Do this up to three times per day. Personally I use http://www.onlinemeditationtimer.com/, setting it for six minutes. Then I just sit and meditate and wait for three or four minutes before I repeat.

It works good. Really, really good. Try it.



Bonus! A non-magical cocktail passed on to me by my neurologist.

A non-magical cocktail. Take feverfew, magnesium and vitamin B2.  Available at many drug stores, natural food markets, and online feverfew is a wonderdrug.  My migraines are what are known as complex migraines, which basically means that any godsdamned thing can happen.  Triptans such as Imitrex and Maxxalt do not work well for complex migraines. Feverfew however does work well.  When you suffer from a migraine, take feverfew. Or better yet, the non-magical cocktail described above.


I hope someone out there finds one or more of these magical migraine countermeasures of use. May the megrim stay far from you and yours.

The Blog is Dead, Long Live the Blog

I let the blog die for a few months. So what? I’m under no obligation. But the interest expressed in it (two whole comments today) is causing me to reconsider its quick demise.

On FaceBook months ago I promised my friends an entry on three magical ways to cure or ameliorate migraines. I never came through, never made good on that promise. Expect that entry soon. Also I may write about how it went, coming out to my parents. Or that may be too personal, I don’t know yet. Suffice it to say that it went very well. If someone had told me it would go the way it did I’d never have believed them.

A lot has happened since I last wrote. I have things things I need to get out of my system. Expect more embloggery soon, and till then may the Gods be with you, for They are god.