Abramelin, day 112

Morning rite went well.

The side business continues to increase, and so does the family drama. My grandmother–my last remaining grandparent–is not doing too well. It’s beyond mere memory loss; it’s been looking more like Alzheimer’s. I keep wondering how much longer she’s got. I really hope not soon because I am done with death. I’m still dealing with the loss of my friend and really don’t want to deal with any more. Interestingly, the death of my grandfather, her husband, was part of what fueled my initial contact with my HGA. My mom flies back from packing her up on the same day I start my new job and around the time on the Julian and not lunar calendar cycle I would start phase three.

Purifications need to happen, and badly–but that’s a whole other story. It could be my environment, my proximity to phase three–or all of the above. I don’t know if the problem is internal or external, and I do not care. All the bullshit will be burned away. Purify, cleanse, heal.

Evening rite went well.

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