Challenge Entry 2 of 2 for: The Veil between Worlds - Witch of the Veil:
Date: Friday 19th November 2021: Full Moon
‘Mirror Gazing to Contact the Spirit of a Deceased Loved One’ originally shared by @Moonshadow
After spending some time in the full moon light after i completed my Full Moon Release I decided to try my hand at scrying.
I decided to hang a little travel mirror just above my altar as this would be perfect for me to sit on the floor and gaze up into it without getting any reflections. I sat in the dark of night with some ear plugs in to deafen any outside noise.
I made myself a circle of protection using alternating pieces of Black Tourmaline and Smoky Quartz for Protection and Grounding and to banish any negativity.
I placed a photo of me when I was very little my late Dad and me and my late Granddad on my altar in front of me. I lit a purple candle on my altar. I put my Dad’s favourite t-shirt on my altar.
I tried to remember happy memories that I shared with them from my childhood, I focused on how much I miss them both and on all the things that I would like to talk to them about. I mentally asked them to please come and spend some time to communicate with me.
I spent some time in quiet meditation just simply trying to envision communicating with them, trying to remember their voices, what would they say to me?
I focused on my breathing in for 5 out for 5. I tried to maintain this steady rhythm. When I felt ready I simply just gazed into the mirror without actually focusing on anything.
After what felt like a long time, though really it couldn’t have been all that long… my vision became really hazy and the mirror almost looked smoky or cloudy. Little bit of both really. Everything kept going in and out of focus. I don’t remember any actual thoughts that I had other than being aware that I was feeling absolutely ice cold with my skin looking like I had traded bodies with a Christmas goose. (It’s summer next month here in Australia so I have no right to feel the cold). This sensation came and went several times… my vision kept going in and out of focus on the hazy mirror… I never saw anything that I am aware of or remember hearing anything.
I just sat on the floor for I honestly don’t know how long, I didn’t even realise that I was crying silent little tears. I think that I would have just kept on sitting there hoping to see or hear something if it wasn’t for Denzel, my most wonderful, loyal and understanding companion with 4 paws came to find me, nuzzled me with his snout and tried to lick my tears away. (Aren’t animals just the best creatures on this earth?). I got up packed away my things.
I don’t know why I did it but I decided to sleep with dad’s t-shirt under my pillow. That night I dreamt of both him and my late Granddad. They didn’t say anything. They were just sitting on the low fence in like perfect sunset sunlight at my nan’s old place where I used to spend a lot of my time as a kid after dad died growing up. I don’t know if I said anything to either of them in this dream. I just remember going to sit between them on this fence. I have not had either of them in my dreams for years.
Blew my little cotton socks right off!