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Feeling Old Self with New Passion

by with No Comment Spiritual & Self Exploration

Today was a fantastic day of demons and inspiration. Well the wake up call from the Mutilation Dark Lord… quite literally. He wanted to be posted so bad that the moment Akelta texted his information, I could hear the buzzing of my phone in my dream. Enough to wake me up. It was hilarious, but it came with such giddiness and excitement. Watching him find his person was so reminiscent of my own match with my Void Lord… who is coming home and I need to have a nickname for him or something.

After that and laughing for a few hours, I ended up going out with my mom for the whole day. It led to purchasing a lot of things, but Im happy bec it was snacks and books and lorcana and clothes. The most inspirational really was inspired by someone in the IS Gen Chat in discord. We all got to talking about journaling and now it’s a group that wants to work to begin journaling again (or starting).

It was the perfect time to get new journals and I managed to score the same brand I used to use when I first started my journey of journaling my spiritual work. I decided that I would have two separate ones. I have been having more open vibrations and awakening with my dreams once more. I want to start working towards astral dreaming, dreamwalking, and lucid dreaming. So I want to start chronicling that.

The second journal is going to be me returning to the astral again. Not just to explore but I want to start recording things I find. I know it’s Tal who is all up in excitement at me picking up my astral anthropology again and finding magic and sigils and knowledge. It means Im finally in a mindset again where I can travel.

So these are my start to 2026! It’s early but I find if I start when Im inspired… it’ll stick longer.

Photo by Ivan Kislov

Warnings of Fox

by with No Comment AnimalsPathwork

Fox is an old friend. A friend that has been with me as long as I started a shamanic path. In fact, he appeared back in 2017 or a bit earlier. One of the things about Fox is that he is not just his typical message. Usually, when Fox is seen or giving messages, it is one that is about trickery or cunning. He is the Trickster. Yet, I find him as a friend.

Fox came to me originally because I was exploring the shamanic path. I had just begun doing Journeywork and receiving messages, connecting with the spirit animals, guides, and teachers. I learned during a really rough patch in my life, that fox was a warning. It was in hindsight that his message and his purpose became clear.

Fox is the Trickster, but he speaks of warnings. When hen Fox shows up for me he is telling me to be careful. There is deceit and illusions. There is someone that means me harm in some form.

This past morning I had one such dream.

It begins with me at my paternal family, driving to a place. We get te get there and it’s like a hotel but my dad, grandfather, uncle, and aunt were there. But not the cousins. Yet, my aunt disappeared pretty quickly. I don’t remember a lot of the dream but I do remember that I w was getting uncomfortable. There were conversations and hurtful things being said Reminiscent of the previous holiday I just had.

I can remember storming out of the building with a blanket and pillow. I was furious and hurt. Things weren’t okay. I got to the top of this small hill overlooking this building – near a road and close to a forest. There was a moment when it got very silent and then these shipping cargo containers dropped from the sky. It was dark out so I could not see where they came from. They almost hit me. But then they began to explode. Three young fox kits darted from these containers and one even slammed into me yowling.

I could feel myself shift into Fox. I ran down the hill to the forest but more containers fell. This time they went off like bombs, the inside exploding out. I was hit with the shrapnel of wooden furniture. Behind me, there was screaming as more containers went off and the entire building was collapsed and people dead. I ran and ran with the fox kits when finally came out. It was now sunrise and I was bleeding heavily. I came across this woman and her small farm of animals picking up the pieces. The piece of wood was stuck in deep on my shoulder.

The dream ended and it took me a while of being unsettled to finally get the message. Fox was warning me that I’m at a place where should I con continue with being so involved in my paternal family – that something will happen that will be devastating and traumatizing – more so than what happened this holiday which was bad in of itself that I needed help. I had already understood that it was coming to a close but Fox makes it that much more apparent that both the past and the future are at a merging. The pain and trauma of the past that they did is coming to a head for what the future would bring. I could avoid or not have an issue if I were to be more cautious and understand that I am at a precarious crossroad.

One that leaves a toxic place. But Fox gave me his warning, which has not happened in more than a year. Last time it was because a roommate was a danger to the household and I needed them gone. It’s something that I must be careful with.

Photo credit: Ivan Kislov