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A Step Out of Phase: The Mirrorworld

Posted in Occultism, Other with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 17, 2017 by Sypheara

Before we get to it, an update! So I have finallymanaged to move into my new house, and have set up an extremely basic altar consisting of both familial dolls and the central fetish piece in the new ritual room. Over the coming months, I hope to evolve this up into a new, fully seated indoor temple with correct spaces for all of the four witch gods. This includes Sepheranz, who up to this point I have never had a dedicated space for. I know that Sepheranz is particular requests this of people – no single shared altar is really fitting for Sepheranz. Im looking forward to explore my innate link to her and her more esoteric aspects that are suitable for myself in the coming months ahead. An altar to the Lord of the Dark Star is also under consideration, as well as a place at the west for the Ivory Spider.  This will allow the correct energetic space to pursue the opening of Lucifers Stellar Gate, an important pillar to begin the third of the phases of opening Belials Stargate in the flesh and soul. I am also preparing something for a local group, with the help of another Hecatian Witch for the Sabbat, so times are pretty busy here!

This post is actually one I’ve been meaning to put up for awhile now, and it addresses what I simply call the ‘Mirrorworld’. In many different occult texts, you will see many different diagrams, theories, arrangements for the differing realms that surround and penetrate our own, thus making up the All. These often come with many interchangeable and confusing terms which often don’t seemingly relate to our own experience as occultists and witches.

So far, working with the Witch Gods, the Trees have proven a very useful and valid map for exploring both the Nightside and Dayside realms which make up our own Universe. However, one of the more interesting realms, by far the most visited one for me, is the one mentioned above, the Mirror World.

This realm seems to be the closest to our own – being just one small slip or step out of phase with it, best accessed through the Dreaming Gates. From my experience, this Mirror Realm acts almost as a film that surrounds Malkuth/Nahemoth, and from here the tunnels seem to connect to the realms known as Yesod / Lilith through chthonic or lunar paths that are revealed. It is a strange in between place, that is both aerial and chthonic at the same time and for me acts as a primary point of ingress to the Other.

I call it the mirror world or mirror realm because simply, the place appears as a flip side to our material world, looking as if it has been run through a harsh grayscale or colour desaturation filter, and literally abounds in some places with many, mirrored surfaces as reflections in all materials seem heavily amplified. The nearest term I can find that matches this is Etheric Plane, but it is so inadequate as a term and misleading due to its etymology that I do not describe it as such. The areas within this realm as usually counterparts of their real ones, although usually more structured, devoid of many details and with many areas smoothed or minimalised.

Hall of Mirrors, Harold Davis

Sound, light and weather within this realm depend on the region. Some places have no sound whatsoever, as if every surface was made up of some sound swallowing material. Everywhere else the sound is almost muted, as if coming from a point underwater. Light also varies – some areas are harshly contrasted, as if you are standing somewhere without an atmosphere whilst still being recognisably on ‘earth’. Other areas are lit as if by an unseen, non existent light source which hits all surfaces equally removing all shadows.  Weather also varies – from raining downwards, raining upwards, to raining shards of glass or other objects. and usually areas are windless. The sky is either completely clear and cloudless or everywhere is covered in a dark, thick white mist like something out of, for lack of a better description to fall back on fictional examples,  Silent Hill or Stranger Things.

The sun is never observable in the sky here – attempting to look for it seems to never succeed – the moon is always there, and appears as either one of three archetypes. White, and bleeding a strange, clear liquid. An ominous, black ball surrounded by fire like an eclipse. Or lastly, dark earth like red, weeping blood.

Vegetation in this place is always autumnal colours, or otherwise of dark foliage. Trees in the main are leafless, although some evergreens still stand twisted and gnarled.  The temperature of the entire realm seems to be lukewarm – only once did a temperature change occur when I was here, plummeting rapidly caused by one of the strange inhabitants that lives in this place.

Photographer unknown

The beings that reside here are strange indeed. The most obvious inhabitants are the human and animal dead – this in between place seems especially the home of some of these lost souls. Once I remember walking in a deserted city, the sky harsh white, each buildings glittering surface almost painful to look at. There i came across an old lady, who seemed distressed. I remember trying to calm her, but all she could do was protest over and over again, saying she was looking for something, this something I got the impression strangely, was a red balloon. She paid little attention to me, until she eventually looked at me with glazed over eyes and simply stated ‘Young people these days just don’t understand’ before she vanished in a cloud of dust from a wind that never existed.

Other inhabitants seem to be like something that has walked straight out of a Guillermo Del Toro movie, an assortment of various forgotten folk spirits that make up the weird menagerie that regular roams around this place. Few are threatening, most are strangle and bizarrely welcoming in nature. Vehicles are seemingly also mirrored in this realm – the spirits sometimes utilising them in strangely human like fashion to get from place to place. Angels with broken wings wander lost amongst these strange ruin like areas, and in the forest strange fae like creatures build dwellings with broken bricks and other detritus they’ve managed to scavenge. A lost traveller asking these entities to direct them will usually find themselves taken on an adventure that whilst illuminating in some manner, usually leaves them ever more lost. Sometimes valuable information can be found here off these entities which seem to have a capacity to see into the past, present and future. Some of them will actively come forward, guided by the Gods, to impart gnosis to the seeker who walks these realms.

Unknown work, Brian Froud

The overall feeling of the place is a neutral one. Some areas are more sinister than others, some are incredibly bright and strangely ‘vibrant’, as far as a place lacking strong or any colour can be. Just as some places are much more dangerous in our world, and others are very safe, so are the corners of this strange world. It is a place where it is incredibly easy to wander off the beaten track… whatever you encounter, the only thing you know is that its unlikely you’ll have come across it before..

Elements of the mirror world seem to remain static. However, sometimes, huge areas seem to change and morph, sometimes becoming quite incongruous with its counterpart on the physical, distorting into a more surreal landscape. As such, its important that the fact the realm is in a state of flux  is kept firmly in mind so that one does not becoming disorientated on travelling here.

At this point, I think many readers will be asking what makes this different from other kinds of dreamscape. One is ironically compared to the above point, is a strange consistency.  Despite changing environments, the general characteristics as described above hold continuously between penetrations to this realm. Secondly,  unlike a standard dreamscape, all visits to this place are generally incredibly lucid, with sounds, smells, even tastes vividly remembered if the transit here is of sufficient strength. Yet this place lacks the sheer raw energy or power which when encountered radiates over the traveller in other astral realms of the tree which lie far beyond it. It also seems to lack any particular hierarchy, for I have never encountered any of the Gods here other than near the aforementioned tunnels. As such, it seems a ‘playground’ for a myriad of entities that match its vibrational pattern.

Thinking on it longer, I believe that this is the same shamanic realm that is often talked about by other practitioners, albeit reflecting the current world soul and the impressions we leave on this realm by our daily interactions with each other and the world around us on the physical. I am reminded of a conversation with a friend.. Maybe spirits trapped between the living and the dead wander here, waiting for their souls to be retrieved by those who are curious, brave or just plain desperate enough to try.

Shadowman, Gregory Tom

Ave Hecate,

Shapeshifting: Assuming Animal Forms (In Dream)

Posted in Divination, Folk Belief, Luciferianism, Occultism, The Path of Flames, Traditional Witchcraft with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 31, 2015 by Sypheara

Writing has finally begun on the PDF detailing the Familiar Empowerment ritual, carried out to raise the spirit of an inanimate object. This will probably be a bit of a long writeup, so I have decided to tackle an interesting side topic in the mean time.

It is well known via folklore and wise common knowledge that witchcraft is  associated with shape changing, and tales of lycanthropy  in particular are quite common to encounter when witchcraft is discussed. Actual  Shapeshifting comes in many different forms, and can be done both in the physical flesh through possession and the use of sacred plants, as well as mentally and spiritually whilst astrally travelling and exploring dream realms. A huge area of discussion, and research,  it would be quite easy to write a small essay on such a topic. As such, to keep things manageable, this particular post will focus on my own personal experiences with it rather than be a compilation of information from various sources and narrower in scope.

From these encounters, and talking to friends about them. including those who are not interested in the Occult or Spirituality at all, it becomes obvious that one of the more accessible and most experienced types of shapeshifting is encountered in dreams. Here, the journeying soul is able to quite easily morph, and change its shape, into something else. People who are good at dream recall will know what I mean – that sensation of looking down at your hands, and seeing they have transformed into something ..else for lack of a better description. Animal transformation, in either a partial or complete state, is a very common occurrence. It is often described to me by friends who have seemingly no prior experience with journeying through dreams at all – despite these instances being rarer than my own, less consistent and with less apparent ‘purpose’, they nevertheless happen and with some regularity.

In order to discuss this, I will skip any further preamble  and go straight into describing two of my most vivid experiences with commentary.

One of my more often assumed forms, when journeying,  is that of the Spider. As mentioned in an earlier post, it has become obvious to me by both dream workings and in daily life that the spider has become a totem of sorts. During astral dream wanderings, there would be times where I found myself in environments where a human form is unsuitable for travel. At this time, a conscious or unconscious choice was made to assume a form capable of navigating its environment. In one notable example, when travelling through one of the Chthonic realms, I encountered an environment that took the appearance of flesh like strands, suspended over a never ending liquid sea of crimson in some areas, that branched off into vein like tunnels. Almost instinctually, in the process of feeling myself falling, slipping down to the abyss like ‘bottom’ of the infinite cavern, I assumed the form of the spider, the transformation happening  in what felt like both an eternity and an instant at the same time.


Red Spider Web, Artist Unknown


The feeling of assuming the other form once it has begun is one that is both total and overwhelming. It affects both the body, as well as the mind, and this abrupt change i can only describe as a ‘hyper real’ sensation. The physical sensation is that of new limbs erupting from your body, the compressing, contracting or expanding of your skeletal and nervous structures and it can both feel highly pleasurable as well as highly painful. The mind  and senses themselves  also experience their own kind of transformation, assuming the mental lattice of the host form. As an example as above, my vision was soon changed from regular binocular vision to what can only be described as a many coloured lattice made up of what seemed like many composite images. It was almost as if I could see around the corners of objects, seeing all their sides at once, and in the spider form I became aware of the vibrations of individual entities, and able to feel with my frontal legs for the correct direction I needed to be headed towards. The feeling was one of a maddening feeling of freedom and ecstasy, as my rational mind was entirely subsumed within that of the new form – still distinctly my own, but filtered through the new mind I found myself inhabiting. The clarity and purity expressed in mind is something that needs to be experienced – in that moment I was no longer human, all surface thoughts eliminated, acting on a pure instinctual drive to progress forward.  I pressed on, aware of a second, duller sensation, the feeling of a gnawing hunger. In this state I wandered for what was seemed like hours, descending deeper and deeper. Upon near awakening, the transformation was slowly repeated in reverse until I felt myself sucked back into my own, complete and awoken body in bed.

Whilst I have never felt i have had any special affinity with the wolf, unlike many people claim of themselves, I have found myself on occasion unconsciously assuming this form in certain landscapes. This is a differing kind of transformation – whilst the first was assumed, these second form instances have always been an unconcious or some kind of instinctual choice For example, in a recent journey, I found myself, in a large dark forest, surrounded by black spirits. The scene was not night, but a misty day, very faint golden light emanating from a washed out but golden sky. They assumed the form of wolves, and instinctively I did the same, a similar transformation experience happening as described above. My eyesight sharpened, my senses changed into that of my body form, conferring me the ability to track the other spirits by ‘smell’, or an analogue to it within that realm.  I tracked after them for many hours, as they showed me the strange sights, other creatures of their forest, and showed me how they live, as a tight knit group working in unison to survive. Once they had shown me the forest, the whole pack led on to a stream that led away from it, over a border of an azure sky, and green rolling plains. This was shown from an insiders perspective – it is only when i reached a muddy pond, did I have a ‘disconnect’ – where the human mind pushes forth for a split second with its own powers of comprehension. Tasting the muddy pond caused me to spit silt, as the liquid went from  refreshing to disgusting ans my consciousness and sense of taste began to return to their original form. Again i felt the withdrawing back into human form, again slowly awakening.


 Forest, Artist Unknown

What is interesting is that just days later, wolves were an integral part to one of the local groups Sabbat rites, to honour a core member of the group who had passed away, and who heavily identified with wolves. It almost seemed identical in theme to my own dream. Such oracular like occurrences leave a very strange feeling indeed, regardless of how many times I seem to experience them.

In more advanced work of my own Path, when penetrating the deepest realms, it is said that the only way to survive the harsh landscape which presents itself is to take the form of a scorpion – the only creature that is able to successful navigate and survive there. Whilst this is a trial I have not personally undertaken nor come face to face with, it is remarkably similar to my own experiences of travelling the tunnels mentioned above in spider form. It is said this is absolutely necessary – otherwise the actual astral body / soul of the seeker will face grave and possibly permanent injury.

I am interested in what you my dear readers might have also experienced. Whether inside or outside of dream, it would be great to hear your stories. I must again say that transformation / assumption of these forms outside of dream, it is not something I have yet pursued actively, but there is certainly many precedents for it I can find it many magickal texts.

On that note, I leave you with a final peek at the new doll body which I hope to be a new home for the primary familiar – further images will be shown before the binding process is done, as I want to complete the physical preparations before I go ahead and do the working. This will be a separate, if related process to the other working. Where as the other was to uplift, almost in some ways creating of a spirit, this will be binding a current spirit to this matter – as well as to the weak, spirit matter which already makes up the object.


New doll body, Self taken image

Thanks for reading as ever,

Ave Hecate,

Beloved Queen of Hell Heaven and Earth,

Ave Lucifer, 

Dark Solar Lord of the All Illuminating Flame,

Ave Belial,

Dark Horned Prince of the All Flesh of the Earth

Ave to the Witch Gods and Witch Kin this Night