Invocation of the Goddess Kali

I found this article on The Way of The Witch website. They have much more information to check out. I highly recommend going there.

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Invoking the goddess Kali

     Kali, also called Black Mother, is a powerful Hindu goddess known for bringing about endings and transformation.  “The death of the old makes way for creation of the new,” she reminds us.


An energetic presence I once resisted, I’ve now come to embrace Kali and the forward moving, forceful power she brings. Her energy is exceptional for clearing away blocks and stagnation.  She will push you to end unproductive and destructive cycles and clear the way for new paths.

Those who choose to call on Kali for assistance will likely find that she rarely shows up in a subtle way.  Instead she manifests like a bolt of lightning ready to strike your core and shake you into awareness (a true gift if you’re really ready to embrace some serious change)! Her presence will no doubt propel you to find your courage, assess your life path, and delve head first into the great unknown.  She tells us, “We must surrender our fears in order to transform,” as she purposefully highlights what we hide from ourselves then connects us to the source of our deepest inner strength.

As with all beings you wish to assist you, call on this goddess by speaking her name and inviting her into your space using the mantra (or something similar) “goddess Kali, I invoke you.” Don’t forget to ground and center yourself before this one, as she has a tendency to throw people off balance!  Be sure to hold a clear intention of what it is you are seeking assistance for and allow time to fully integrate her energy into yours before thanking her and ending your session together.  You may well find that her energetic presence is with you for weeks and sometimes longer, depending on what she is assisting you with.

As always, may your gifts work toward your highest good, and the highest good of all involved.

Thank you Kali!
Namesté

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I also found this. It’s not strictly an “invocation”, so to speak, but when I was in a lot of serious emotional pain I read this out loud and it helped. So, I thought it might help someone else, too.

Here is the website: College of the Holy Cross

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Black and White, Metal Teeth, Vultures, Cats and Several Wars- Dreams

Last night, I had three dreams that I remember.

In the first one, I was with my daughter in a room with a small, rectangular window at the bottom of the wall near the floor. We both laid down on our tummies on the floor to look through the window. It was just large enough to get your arm through. What we saw on the other side were at first some kittens and then some larger cats. My daughter was the first to reach through the window to try and pet the cats. I reached through then and petted a cat that was black and white striped. The cat seemed to like the attention for a minute and then turned it’s face to me and I saw a sneer and then it tried to bite me. I pulled my daughter’s hand back through the window so she wouldn’t get bitten. I then noticed that all the cats didn’t have the regular looking cat teeth. There were lots of little pointed teeth and they looked like they were made of metal. They were very tiny like the size of needles. My daughter and I then got up off the floor. I picked her up and tried to get out of the room, but it was full of her toys and I kept tripping on them trying to get to the door. I never made it out of that room, though I did get close to the door.

The second dream I had is a bit less clear. I remember first there was a factory with some people working in it who felt as if they were slaves. I saw it from the outside and there were what looked like storage silos in a circle formation sitting on top of huge supporting beams. Like the ones that support water towers. It seems that they were making beer or something similar. I think someone told me that the storage tanks held humans and that they humans were slowly disintegrated within the storage tanks above and put into the beer.

The next thing I remember is the storage tanks being lifted off by something that looked like helicopters only a lot larger. I looked up to see the storage tanks suspended in the air by these huge flying machines and the liquid that was in them was spilling out all over everything below. There were also all kinds of carrion birds flocking around the suspended tanks and sitting on them.  They were also flocking down below on the ground wherever the liquid had pooled. In particular, I remember seeing a flock of huge vultures sitting all over the top of one of the suspended storage tanks. They didn’t appear to be eating anything, but they seemed to be waiting for something. One vulture was significantly larger than the others. It was black and white and was staring at me.

In the next dream I remember there was a war. It seemed that this war had been going on for generations. Always a force from another dimension would invade and conquer the people in this world I saw. At first, they came from the water. Some looked naked and some looked frozen. The second invasion came from some people who claimed to be a family, but were really some weird kind of incestuous cult. Finally, there was a redheaded woman who came over from the other side to speak with my father about mounting a final offensive so that the city would not be taken again. My father was hesitant to follow her advice, but she was a general from the next army that was about to invade. The dream ended before I knew if he took her advice. I do, however remember that there were some human sacrifices. I saw some women hanging naked and upside down from trees with their long hair swaying. I remember people running amok in the city and that there was cannibalism. This is all I remember of this dream.

Dream of the Conveyor Belt of Body Parts and Yoda On A Shoulder

Last night, I dreamt that I was in a factory of some kind. I was standing in front of a conveyor belt where there were passing in front of me the lower torsos of women. They were upside down as if they had been cut in the midsection and flipped upside down so that they could fit neatly on the conveyor belt. Every one of the lower torsos had had their genitalia removed. Their legs were moving around wildly as if they were still connected to their bodies. What I saw between the legs looked like butchery. It was all blood dripping and wiggling legs.

In the other part of my dream, I was in a dry desert area. A very large man was standing in front of me with a person sitting on his shoulder facing backwards. This person looked like Yoda. The Yoda person was speaking to me about universal spiritual truths and a bible based on the Star Wars philosophies.

 

The Modesty Doctrine

On the surface, what this woman says sounds well, rational. As a person who has come from a fundamentalist Christian background, it sounds very familiar to me and, actually, I had to catch myself in the middle of watching it to ask myself some very important questions.

1. Instead of subjecting men to visual stimuli of women in bikinis and measuring their brain activity why don’t we teach them how to not overly sexualize women and girls?

2. Do we not all deserve respect simply for being made in the image of God no matter what we wear?

3. Where is the male responsibility in this modesty doctrine? Are we supposed to relegate all males to the status of slathering beasts who can’t control themselves under any circumstances?

4. How is a man supposed to function sexually within marriage when all of his life, he has been programmed to fear and hate women?  If all of his life, he has been told that he is under a constant barrage of attack from women who are tempting him, he learns to fear them because he is supposed to keep all sexual urges out of his mind in order to be godly. At the same time, doesn’t he learn to hate women simply because he sees them as a threat to his godliness? If women lead him to sin via lust and immodest dress, doesn’t he then begin to see them as the cause of his sin? He would go from a lifetime of “no” to a big “yes”. He would be expected to perform sexually at least to produce offspring. What if he can’t get past his fear and hate? What happens then?

5. What happens to girls who become women within this doctrine? Because they are set aside as objects of fear and hatred, do they then learn to fear and hate themselves? And again, how are they supposed to function sexually within a marriage if all they know is that they are supposed to fear and hate their own bodies? If one of these women then gets raped or beaten by her husband, will she think it’s her fault for dressing too immodestly or adorning her hair or walking to proudly? This is Rape Culture 101.

6. What happens to those in this doctrine who are gay/lesbian/transgender/gender neutral/gender queer/bisexual? How must it feel to be told every day that you are an abomination in the sight of God and that there is no place for you in this world? There is no place for these people in the modesty doctrine.

I would suggest that instead of trying to keep women’s sexuality under control that we let people wear what they feel most comfortable in and learn to see them for what they really are: beautiful spirits who happen to be encased in flesh. I think that we should teach that sexuality and sexual attraction is normal and natural. If you happen to be attracted to someone, instead of fearing it, you can instead process it as just a part of your day and move on. Instead of focusing on sexuality as the “demon” that we focus on things that are more pressing like feeding the poor and housing the homeless.

Finally, if you look for a demon behind every bush, you will find one. Alternately, if you look for God and His divine nature within people, you will most certainly find it. It’s all a matter of focus and perspective.

James 1:27  A religion that is pure and stainless according to God the Father is this: to take care of orphans and widows who are suffering, and to keep oneself unstained by the world. ~International Standard Version