Scrying with the Dark Moon
This is a page from the third version of Technopagan Yearnings. There are some formatting differences. Originally published at www.neowayland.com/C1325529963/E20060627034440
One of my (suitably edited) Dark Moon rites
I'm not particularly gifted in augury, but some methods work to find a meditation focus or settling exercise.
When I can, usually two or three times a year, I like to do a more formal ritual.
I know that the tools aren't strictly necessary, but I find it reassuring to use them when I can.
I start at twilight, when the sun has slipped below the horizon and there is a deep violet at the edge of the horizon. That is when I start cleaning the ritual space. Can't use a circle in this one.
By the time full dark has set in, I am ready. I have a small candle on a small stand at about eye level at about chest height.
My scrying bowl is black with a slightly reflective interior. It sits beside me at first. I put the dry ingredients in a mortar, moon blessed sea salt, cinnamon, a few other things. I grind it into a very small powder. Not much. When the dry has been thoroughly crushed, I put the mortar and pestle down and take up the scyring bowl. Very carefully I hold it up to the stars, letting their light fill it. Then I close my eyes and pour the light into my face.
Very carefully I take a small amount of oil on my finger and draw a quick sign in the bottom of the bowl. I sprinkle the dry ingredients over the sign. Then I breathe on the sign.
Then I light the candle.
Holding the bowl in my lap, I very slowly add water. I crouch over it and look through the candle reflection in the water.
Of course, this description is incomplete. But you can see where it is going.
Posted: Tue - June 27, 2006 at 04:44 AM
Time to scry
“NO SOLICITORS
NO RELIGIOUS GROUPS
(This Means You Everyone)
NO PEDDLERS
NO PROBLEMS!
HAVE A SUPER FANTASTIC DAY!”— three minutes and fifteen seconds into the movie Growing Op