As many of you did, I went to bed with a heavy heart, feeling deeply for those in our community who are queer, POC, women, or allies. The surge of blatant hatred towards the safety, well-being, and bodily autonomy of human beings who are anything other than white, conservative, cisgender, heterosexual, christians has skyrocketed. And I’m sure if you’re reading this blog, I don’t have to educate you on what this is in reference to nor do I wish to focus this blog on the compassionless platform that the new administration has built its campaign on.
So, what’s the purpose of this blog then? To share with you the horrors I faced in the astral this past week.
As many of you did, I went to bed with a heavy heart—only to be suddenly jolted into a realm I hadn’t journeyed to before. Confused, I scanned my surroundings. Aware of my lack of a human body, I knew I was elsewhere, far away from the material plane of existence.
Faces of spiritual beings foreign to me stood in a semi-circle not far from where I had appeared. Slowly, I peered into the face of each individual waiting for something or someone to stand out to me as familiar. Nothing did, though.
“Where am I?” I thought to myself. Abruptly interrupted as my spiritual senses flooded my awareness, I heard wails. Pleas for, “HELP!” and a repeated ask to, “PLEASE HURRY,” overwhelmed me. I looked around frantically until I saw a beautiful and ferocious woman lying on a bed screaming in agony.
I took a step closer and gasped when I recognized her. Unmistakably it was our beloved Queen Lilith. A gaping hole went through her abdomen. Blood spilled from her womb. She wept, and I bellowed in rage.
WHAT DID THIS TO YOU?
No answer.
WHO IS CAPABLE OF DOING THIS TO YOU?
No response.
WELL HOW THE FUCK ARE WE GONNA FIX THIS?
“HELP HER!” The strangers, who I surmised were her attendants, shrieked.
Whirling, I racked my mind for how I was going to help her. Knowing healing arts and the magick of death and rebirth in the material realm was great for tending to the needs of humans, but how was I going to heal a divine infernal being?
Lilith sat upright on the bed. I could see straight through the hole in her abdomen. Like a scene from a horror film, Lilith, despite her gaping wound flew toward me. In a single, swift motion, she slit my throat and speared me with one of her talons. I felt myself die while simultaneously shapeshifting into a fierce dragon with white scales that shimmered rainbow colors in the light. I looked down at the wings and knew what I had transformed into. I’d seen this version of myself before.
“…the Sacred Feminine is not new to the New Age. It is ageless and from the beginning. The Sacred Feminine is in our blood. It is our heritage…” —Elizabeth Eiler
Knowledge that I knew but couldn’t access outside of this state flooded my mind. I extended a clawed hand in Lilith’s direction and once again she flew toward me, fangs showing. I nodded in approval, acknowledging I knew what was at stake. And without hesitation, she lunged at me, sinking her teeth into my neck. She drank and I felt drunk, but only for a moment.
Stepping back to lean on the bed, the blood that spilled from her womb returned to her body. The hole in her stomach shrunk until no trace of it was left. Her attendants breathed a sigh of relief. And I knelt at her feet.
"The feminine spirit is the matriarch of creation; she contains the mysteries of life." — Tanya Markul
Next order of business was figuring out why this had happened and what I was going to do about it. I sat on the story for over a week’s time meditating on the events and what all of it meant. I finally reached out to a trusted practitioner and friend, Tynique, sharing the experience. No sooner than I started recalling the events, Lilith appeared to her as well to provide confirmation and additional context to what had the power to pierce an infernal divine in such a manner.
"She is both, hellfire and holy water. And the flavor you taste depends on how you treat her." — Sneha Pal
She spoke of the dominating masculine energy that has increased in recent weeks. Often cryptically referred to as the “Usurper,” who sits on a throne that was rightfully granted to Lilith and her healthy and balanced divine masculine counterpart. The Usurper’s power, as all egregores’ power does, increases as the collective belief of its subjects does.
And as phrases like, “Your body, my choice,” horrendously swirl around the internet, we catch a glimpse of the hatred not just for women as individuals, but for The Woman who represents individuality, freedom, independence, women, the womb, rebirth, creativity, children, and all of its corresponding energies. This vast and directed hatred has wounded Lady Lilith—and without an immediate and appropriate balancing of the scales, will continue to do so.
Though we all may walk different paths as practitioners and find purpose and embrace our practices unique from one another—one thing we can likely agree on is the desperate need for balance.
The urgent need for women to be protected and the Mother of Women and Children to be restored to her throne, alongside her divine masculine counterpart, weighs on us. And if it weighs on you too, consider this a call to light a candle or make an offering for ALL of the goddesses and divine feminine beings that we connect with in our own unique way. Even if you do not connect with goddess energy in a personified form, you can still honor the divine feminine that is within all of us as witches, healers, empaths, oracles, and the like.
"A war on the divine feminine is a war on women. And a war on women is a war on the divine feminine." —Kate Jade
Join us in focusing our energy on restoring the balance and position of the divine feminine and divine masculine.
Supplies:
- Red candle
- Ritual oil, herbs, or crystals you feel drawn to (optional)
- New moon water
- Fire safe dish
Start by grounding, cleansing yourself and your space, and then protecting yourself and your space.
Light a red candle on a fire-safe dish. If desired, before lighting it you can anoint the candle with ritual oil and herbs or surround it with crystals as your intuition leads.
Focus your energy and intentions on balancing the energy of the divine feminine and divine masculine both within yourself and cosmically.
If you feel drawn to do so, speak the words:
“By land, by sky, by sea,
I call for balance cosmically,
Equal forces of energy,
Divine justice: so mote it be”
Once you feel as though you’re released from the ritual, extinguish the flame with new moon water. Do not blow out the flame or snuff it out (a specific request from Lilith).
End with re-protecting and re-cleansing yourself and your space. Ground to direct any excess energy back to the earth.