- Created: 27 May 2015
- Written by Awo Fa'gbemiro (Scott Reimers)
Charlie-Charlie isn't a real spirit. Your own psychic powers move the pencil. The “Demons” are usually your own fears, but bad stuff can happen because this tool is too advanced for you.
Westerners are spiritual 2 year olds. We're walking around, putting stuff in our mouths, saying the dumbest things, breaking stuff and generally exploring the world around us. The Universe is a very complex place and despite our social delusion that magick and spirits are made up fantasy, they are very real and most of us are ignorant about how they work.
Charlie-Charlie is a really nifty ritual. It is like a psychic go-cart (it helps us go places we'd have to spend a lot longer without it). All magick rituals amplify the results of our efforts, but (like most good magicks) Charlie-Charlie is both powerful and simple.
Most of us don't know how to use our telekinetic powers. Charlie-Charlie and Ouija boards are both good techniques which help us experience Telekinesis by empowering forces outside ourself. The easy ways for a spirit to move stuff are to use your body or your energy to do it. Explaining the “your body” here will probably just terrify you, but the “your energy” is pretty straight forward. Our ability to move things with our mind is mostly untapped and because of that we can easily be tricked into doing it by another spirit.
Notice that both Ouija and Charlie-Charlie need another person? That's because when we have more than one person doing something we form a “group consciousness.” Group consciousnesses are the source of pack mentality, shared illusions and a few other nifty spiritual techniques. In the Charlie-Charlie ritual all parties give access to their telekinesis to the group consciousness which then uses it for cool things.
Scary seeming stuff can happen when one of the members of the group consciousness is afraid that scary stuff will happen. Their fears can infect the group consciousness which then starts doing scary stuff. That scary stuff scares other group members, and the whole thing can spiral downhill fast.
Unfortunately that was the hearts and rainbows version of scary stuff. The other version is when an actual unfriendly spirit gets involved. Most people doing charlie-charlie don't know how to create safe sacred space and leave the door open for any spirit to join the group consciousness if it chooses. Additionally since charlie-charlie was never a name for a specific spirit, Charlie-Charlie has become a name to summon a whole group of spirits interested in playing Telekinesis games with spiritual 2 year olds.
Depending on your luck (and a LOT of other factors) your summoning may call one or more spirits who want to help, mess with you, teach, hurt you... or all of the above. When a spirit who knows the rules joins the group mind they can do things like take over the group mind, use the group mind to manipulate its members and form a link with group members.
Most of us won't get these worst case scenarios. We all have guardian spirits who make sure that other spirits don't hurt us too much and that we don't really screw up too badly. Sometimes our own guardian spirits may even do or say some scary stuff just to get us to back off and stop playing with stuff we aren't ready for.
If you do actually have something bad-ass (aka terribly fucked up) happen congratulations. That means you are probably one of the small fraction of Americans who have been called to study the spirit world and the rules of magick. This experience was your wake up call. You should probably find a teacher. Stumbling your way through this is great drama, but not a great study technique. You can find my contact information on the contact-information page.
- Created: 18 May 2015
- Written by Awo Fa'gbemiro (Scott Reimers)
I woke from my nap to the ringing phone.
“Hi... This is Scott.” I said.
“Scott... I need you to do something. I've got stuff moving around on its own. I'm freaking out!” the caller said. “We just did a ritual for to call my power back and now this! What's Going ON!?”
I took a deep breath and modulated my speech to be stable, safe and comforting before I spoke. “Theresa... 99% of Poltergeist activity in our society is related to abuse. I'd be willing to bet you've been through some pretty horrible sexual abuse.”
Silence on the other end, and then. “Yes.”
“OK... First things first. You survived that abuse.” I reminded her. “You are here today because you survived it, you learned how to make it through and you grew into an adult.”
“The horrors you experienced opened a door for you.” I continued. “You probably had stuff like this happen in the past, and you thought you were being attacked. You were told it was evil and you were under attack. You tried to find ways to make it go away.”
“This isn't evil though. This isn't something else attacking you, Theresa. This is your emotions, your hurt and your need to act when you felt powerless, flailing around and moving stuff without you touching it.”
“You went through a horrible experience. This is a gift from it.” I told her. “I have had one other person who came to me with this same problem. She woke up floating! Within a month of listening to my advice, she started learning to do this on purpose. She learned to do some pretty awesome stuff like moving knives without touching them.”
“So you are saying this is all me? I am this powerful?” She asked.
“We all are.” I answered. “Everyone has this kind of power inside them, but only a few people can access it. The horrors you went through opened the door, and now you are going to start learning to turn this into a blessing which improves your life.”
“How do I learn to do this?” She asked.
“You are going to stop being afraid when it happens and start paying attention.” I answered. “When a baby is first born they don't know how to control their arms. Their arms flail around and after a while they start learning to recognize the feeling of when their arms move a certain way. After a while they learn to stop flailing and move the arm on purpose.”
“You are going to do the same thing.” I said. “After a while you will notice that there is a certain feeling to moving stuff. You'll learn to do it on purpose, and then you'll learn how to stop doing it on accident.”
“I'm proud of you.” I told her. “You are doing an awesome job facing these challenges. To be honest, I'm kinda jealous... you're gonna have a fun couple of months!”
- Created: 17 March 2015
- Written by Awo Fa'gbemiro (Scott Reimers)
...The last part of my dream I remember was making a circle. In the dream, I was astrally seeing the circle's boundary and then shoveling quartz crystals into the boundary. The crystals would “prefer” the boundary (like weak magnets preferring iron). The more crystals I set in the boundary the more strongly they would hold there when added.
...and then my alarm went off.
I woke up to a Ghost standing in the wall above my head. She wasn't a pretty ghost. She had a clearly desiccated face and her arms and hands were bent in front of her like she was stuck doing a poor T-Rex impression. It took me a moment to figure out that was what her body probably looked like in the coffin now.
I've never encountered a ghost who linked to their post-death body this much. Usually they are a mix of who they saw themselves as, and the emotions/story around them now.
I told her that she didn't have to be bound to that form and worked to help her envision herself as in life. She was still not a beautiful woman; it was like she hid any beauty in being so plain. Eventually I offered to help her cross (wondering why I couldn't get one of her spirit allies to manifest to do this). She accepted.
However, I had a bad experience a decade ago. I went ghost hunting and a spirit tricked me into thinking it was a helpless lost ghost. A couple days before then I had read about a shaman journey technique where the shaman would cut a circle around himself before he stepped out of his body. Then he would wait inside the circle for a spirit guide to instruct and guide him.
I did this technique in the past and after stepping out of my body the spirit I was dealing with looked incredibly different. It was much more powerful, scarier and obviously more than one spirit, but I was ignorant and arrogantly foolish so I proceeded to continue... Coyote saved my life.
There he was on the other side of the circle, Coyote god of tricksters, and he had one thing to say to me. “Get the FUCK back into your body. You are NOT ready to handle that thing. It eats foolish men like you.”
Now, there is more to that story, but this is all I need to share to be relevant here. Back to this morning. I often just project out lately. I have a lot more experience, and I tend to 2-headed project (where I leave some of myself behind as a small fraction of myself leaves). Today however I felt like I needed to go old school. I cut the circle around myself (I actually had a hard time doing it) and made sure everything was solid before I stepped out of my body. Again I immediately saw a major change. I wasn't dealing with a single Ghost, I was dealing with a projection from a “Legion.”
Reality is fractal. Just as humans and animals are collections of organs comprised of cells which often don't even hold our own DNA (beneficial bacteria), a Legion is a a group of ghosts and spirits all part of a single collective entity with a core drive. Since my third eye saw them is a pack of zombies radiating fear of death and helplessness against it, that was likely their binding focus.
Despite my memories of the past, a decade has gone by. I have learned a lot and become a much more competent shaman. I checked around for my guide and there he was in his canine form with the message I half expected. “It's past time. You are ready now. Get out there and deal with this.”
I stepped through and the horde immediately engulfed me. I have trained with teachers on the astral for this entire time. I've learned to balance being involved in stories and how to partially disconnect from them. Plus, the two headed nature of my projection helped a lot here. No matter how much they projected fear of death and helplessness, I had a root of myself safe in my circle. I started with elemental attacks using shadow to end what needed to end, light to bring empowerment, creativity and hope, fire to bring transformation, air to bring communication, water for emotional healing and self-boundaries and finally ice to negate what isn't needful and bring out the core self.
The legion didn't look so legion anymore. Now it was looking like a mess of ghosts, held by spirits and emotions. So I went one further. I cut a circle around the whole property and declared that within this circle all spirits which had never had a human body were banished. Suddenly the legion was a collection of ghosts whose similarities were less powerful than their differences... and they started to move away from each other.
I called to their spirit allies and sent empowerment. This time I clearly saw their allies come through and begin the process of helping most of them cross, but there was one man in particular who didn't have someone come to him. I asked my guide why this was and he told me that this ghost was a Me. The Legion had been attracted to me because of him.
I have encountered a living version of me: part of my soul group/higher-self/whatever who is alive in another body. We recognized myself quickly, and we spent time sharing how we made different life choices and what we learned from them. Now my guide was telling me that this was a dead version of me.
I went to him and asked him if he was ready to cross. GOM (Ghost-Other-Me) was terrified. GOM believed that he didn't have goodness waiting on the other side and wanted to stay here to avoid the risk of “hell.” I told GOM I could take him to the entrance to the Christian Heaven, and we could see if he would be accepted. He agreed to do so.
So I shifted us there. Think of it like reaching for where you want to be and then dragging yourself to it. I've done it enough that it's graceful, like very fast and easy travel. Standing in front of us was the cliché look so many people expect. Bright white, people's expectations of clouds fazing in and out, gold, light... so much light. And Christ. He was standing there greeting us.
Christ smiled at us and said very different things to GOM and me at the same time. To me there was a greeting related to my work with him. To GOM there was a ritual process that he needed.
Telepathy has concepts, perspective and emotions which are hard to put into writing because you end up writing in a voice very different from the thought voice. Please forgive my poorly translated thought-speak.
Christ greeted GOM, “Do you belong here?”
GOM (Ghost-Other-Me) answered: “No (I wish I did, but I don't feel worthy).”
Christ asked, “Did you love God with all your heart?”
GOM answered shamefully: “No.”
Christ asked, “Did you love your neighbor as yourself?”
GOM started crying as he remembered choosing to hurt others by being selfish, “No.” We shared in his remembering. I felt his pride, fear and anger in one of the memories. I understood why he chose not to help in another.
Then Christ said something I didn't expect. “I accept your confession.”
I started crying. I was watching a man do a life review with a loving God who was helping him release his pain and loss so he could accept joy and peace. When Christ asked “Do you have anything else you wish to confess?” it was time to return and I knew it.
Before I left Christ projected to me, “I know you have chosen another afterlife, but if you come you aren't stuck here. Come visit once in a while.”
That was powerful for me. You see, my family is very specific that the Bible is the only source of all truth and there is an interpretation they hold firmly. As I walked my Magickal Journey, my perspective of Christ and God was transforming into something so different from their interpretation and some of the verses, that I felt like I had to let go of my “Christianity.” I thus become a bit of a spiritual wanderer.
Recently my teacher in Ifa moved away and I have been hearing a calling to study Hispanic and Christian Magick. While he was here my teacher grounded all of my practices into the context of traditional Africa as he experienced it. Now that he is gone, I have these roots and teaching he gave me, and have to learn to apply them and everything else I've learned to my current context as a practicing priest.
My family roots are in Christianity. Despite my parents disapproval and my community's avoidance of Christianity, I love Christ and go to him as a teacher on a regular basis. I have a confusion with a Biblical “God the Father” due to a rather nasty experience, but even that isn't insurmountable as I have a context to connect in a healthy way.
I left Ghost-other-Me to his life review and returned to my body. I checked to make sure there were no other spirits in the area (there were, but I don't need to tell you that story) and then I returned to myself and got up to write this all down...
so... Good Morning. :-)