I have heard the wisdom of warning, when working with bones. Some bones are alright, and ready to go. Quite a few out there however, are not. Today I watched in agony as an asshole ran over a small dog, then drove off. The dog yelped for five minutes in agony, and passed away in a friendly farmer’s arms. We were in Greeley, and I have very little love for anyone there with all the rich kids in college in brand new cars. That dog, like many bones, will be angered, terrified, and won’t want to work with you at first, if at all.
That’s just how working with bones really is. It isn’t a Hollywood video of instagram-like footage, no. It’s gritty, and more often than not hard to swallow. When you get more in depth with the bones, sometimes you see how they died, and at other times feel their terror, agony, and anguish. Sometimes though, you can get both.
The work is horrifically smelly, and the goo you feel off with even a gloved hand reminds you of decay, and our final resting place. I take this full lunar cycle to finish them, bless them, but primarily the first month is spent letting the bones ‘settle,’ to also work with them and build a bond before they are officially consecrated to Work. Sometimes, it takes up to three months or longer. I refuse to rush them. They are regularly blessed with sacred smoke, and I use my pipe to ‘breathe life,’ into them. They are enlivened, and with due time gifted with the ability to witness, speak in their own way, and listen. Powerful vessels!
I am shy about talking too much about it…
Secrets. It’s something we all have working in the occult regardless of the circle. Mr. Goode and Skyllaros (sp?) really have my appreciation. Because, I’m still thinking about this. I really feel uncomfortable talking about my barest of bones on this blog. There’s so much meat and potatoes I don’t cover, don’t photograph, or even mention.
I don’t care if my entire blog lacks that ‘Martha Stewart,’ feel because I suck at photography, arrangements on the blog itself, or have spiffy computer knowledge to tweak this blog further. I’ve seen many blogs where they have the eye for it, but I’m not worried about it on my own blog. I am what I am. Once I get to know you better, then maybe it’ll be different. I know my blog is unimpressive compared to those, but you know what? I’m cool with that. If all you see is the surface, that’s not my issue. To those of you who look deeper, think deeper, and see deeper – I raise a toast.
I think it’s worrisome to have people openly discuss even the deepest parts with – strangers? For me to just, open up entirely would be akin to walking into work naked. And uh, that’s a NO.