Enchanting Rain and Reconnecting with Roots: A Day of Weather Magic, Ancestor Work, and Psychometry Amidst 17th Century Ruins

By Frater S.C.F.V.

The Sainte-Famille Church, built in 1801.
Société d’histoire des Îles-Percées

A. Reaching Across Space-Time in Spirit: Connecting with the Past in the Present

With my life recently plunged into a dark phase of tumult, destabilization, and remorse, I felt called to connect with an ancestral relative in the town of Boucherville in the hopes of finding strength and solace.

The colonial town of Boucherville was founded on unceded Haudenoshaunee Indigenous land as a seigneurial parish in 1667–that is, exactly 200 years before the 1867 Canadian Confederation–by Pierre Boucher, after whom the city was later named. Pierre Boucher came from Mortagne-au-Perche, Normandy, France. After having lived in Quebec City and Trois-Rivières, he moved to the Percées Islands by the southern shores of Saint Lawrence River, where he founded Boucherville (“Boucherville’s Origins,” 2020).

For thousands of prior to French colonization, the only spirituality practiced on the land that later came to be called Boucherville was Indigenous spirituality. Kanienʼkehá꞉ka Elders told stories in oral traditions, stories from and of the land which they saw as rich in spirits.

Many years later, the first Catholic church of the village of Boucherville was built in 1670. This church, made of wood, was eventually replaced in 1712 by a building made of brick. It was replaced in 1801 by the current Sainte-Famille Church. Several families left Boucherville in the 18th century to found the nearby communities of Sainte-Julie and Saint-Bruno-de-Montarville (“Boucherville’s Origins,” 2020). The Church remains a potent and valued spiritual site to this day, rich as it is in both history and spiritual power accrued over hundreds of years of use, itself built on lands rich in Indigenous spiritual history for thousands of years before that. .

However, my destination on this particular trip was not this church, but the house of a significant figure of Canadian history and ancestral relative, Louis-Hippolyte Lafontaine (1807 – 1864).

Appearance of the sky over downtown Boucherville when I arrived in the area.

B. Prayers that Move Storms: Christian Weather Magic in Historical Context and Contemporary Practice

However, my story on this particular day did not start there.

The nearest bus dropped me off at some distance on the outskirts of Boucherville. When I saw the sky after disembarking, my heart sunk. Dark grey storm clouds cast shadowy figures across the sky and a mist below them indicated that it was presently pouring rain exactly where I was headed.

I felt a fleeting temptation to postpone the journey for another day, but a true Magician does not balk in the face of adversity, but rather, aims to transmute it into opportunity. To this end, an inner prompting, of the kind that often arises when one of my spirits is giving me a hint of inspiration, prodded me to attempt a simple form of folk rain magic to improve the situation.

Before we return to the approach used here, which could not have been simpler, it’s worth noting that the tradition of Western grimoires contains a variety of interesting approaches to weather magic, some of which could have been options here. To offer both historical context and contrast from the approach I employed, let us examine some of the historical examples of rain magic that are attested in the traditional sources.

First, a fascinating grimoire confiscated from a group of practicing witches in 1636 and recently published by Joseph H. Peterson, The Secrets of Solomon and the art Rabidmadar, features a spell using a a stone and salt water to “make it rain” (Peterson, 2022). Another later and equally relevant text, “The Clavicules du Roi Salomon, Par Armadel. Livre Troisieme. Concernant les Esprits & leurs pouvoirs” (from Lansdowne 1202), contains a version of the same ritual using salt water in the Circle, which Joseph H. Peterson translates as follows:

To make it rain. Cp. GV p. 86. Credit to Joseph Peterson’s Esoteric Archives (2022 edit).

“Take natural or artificial Sea Water and place it in a circle which you will make on the ground in the manner that is indicated in the chapter on the Circle, and in the middle of the Circle there the stone Heliotrope, and to the right side the magic rod indicated above; write the characters of Bechard to the left side and of Eliogaphatel in the middle and holding it under the rod you pronounce Eliogaphatel [text in red] the heavens created of clouds, [???] and power to be resolved in water. Which words having been pronounced, the rain will fall in abundance.”

As an interesting side note, when curiosity drew me to the French of this latter manuscript in Landsdowne 1202 (“Ciel composé de nuages aille et puisse êtres resoud en Eau“), I was able to obtain some clarification of the [???] passage, which I have translated as “the sky being composed of clouds able to be resolved in water [i.e. rain].” The meaning, therefore, is that in order for this rain production ritual to work, conditions have to be in place to facilitate the rain, that is, the sky has to already be filled with grey clouds. The spell would then force the clouds, by means of the spirit names, to “spill their contents” to the earth in the form of rain.

Storm clouds.

This spell is interesting in that it influences the probability of rain given the right conditions, but does not promise to create rain clouds out of a blue sky. This could have been an option had I wished to banish the clouds by simply having them pour out all of their contents. But there were other historical options.

A third text, or rather a collection of two apocryphal texts, The Sixth and Seventh Books of Moses (see the fantastic edition by Peterson (2008), contains a fascinating section about the Angels attributed to each Sign of the Zodiac. The Sign of Libra section states that the Angels of Libra “derive from God great power, inasmuch as the Sun and Moon stand under this sign. Their power controls the friend­ship and enmity of all creatures. They have power over danger, warfare, over quarrels, and slander — lead armies in all quarters of the earth, cause rain, and give to man Arithmeticam, Astronomiam, Geometriam.” The application here would involve conjuring an Angel of Libra and petitioning it to cause rain in a particular area. This could have been employed here in a similar way to the above ritual.

Liber Iuratus Honorii, Peterson Edition cover.

A fourth text of note, Liber Juratus or the Sworne Book of Honorius is one of the oldest and most influential texts of Medieval magic. Joseph H. Peterson’s (2016) edition notes that four “Spirits of the Moon, Gabriel, Michael, Samyhel, and Acithael... have the nature to change thoughts and wills, to prepare journeys, to tell words that be spoken, and to cause rains. Their bodies are long and great; their countenances are whitish dim like crystal, [or a burnished sword,] or like ice, or a dark cloud, and their region is the West.”

In this text, either these spirits, or the demons under them (“a king and his three ministers, and all the other demons of the moon are obedient to those, and placed under them, and they are these: Harthan, the king, Bileth, Milalu, Abucaba, which rule the demons of the West winds, which are five: Hebethel, Arnochap, Oylol, Milau, Abuchaba, they may be compelled to serve, or they rest“) would be conjured and bound or petitioned to cause rain as desired.

Section from Peterson’s (2008) Liber Juratus as shown on Esoteric Archives.

A fifth text, The Key of Knowledge from Additional Manuscript 36674 provides a Name of Power that can be used to cause rain (“the name SYMAGOGION, which Elias named, and the Heaven did give rain, and the Earth brought forth fruit”) (Peterson, 2019). This Name could be woven into a rain-making ritual involving the conjuration of one or more of the sets of spirits given above.

A sixth text, Sepher Raziel from Sloane 3846, informs us of a stone that can be used to affect the weather, namely, “Cliotopia. And it is a stone of great power of which the colour is greene & faire & shineing & cleare with dropps like blood well red within. This stone is said the stone of wise men, of prophetes & of Philosophers. And this is honoured for twey things for the colour like to Smaragdo in greenesse, and in rednesse to Rubino. The price of this stone ouercometh the price of other, and of his vertues & proprieties. the power of this stone is that if it be put in any broad vessell full of water to the sunne it resolueth the water into vapour. And it maketh it to be raised upward till that into the forme of Rayn [rain] it be conuerted downeward. His vertue is that who that beareth it in the mouth or in the hand closed he may not be seene of any man. With this stone a man may haue power upon all deuills & make eich incantacion or enhantment [enchantment] that he woll.

Image from the Sword of Moses.

A seventh text, The Sword of Moses (see Peterson, 1998) provides a formula using Divine Names that can be used, not to cause rain, but to ward it off (“If thou wishest that the rain should not fall upon thy garden, write out No. 48.“).

My own approach on this particular day was closest to this last source, for it aimed, not to cause rain, but to ward it off. However, on the day at hand, I did not have these Names on hand, nor any of illustrious stones noted above. As a result, I had to rely on a much simpler approach than any of those given above. The approach I used, therefore, involved no tools apart from faith and prayer with precedent, not only in European Christian folk magic of the 17th to 18th centuries, but also in Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa (1533). To this point, in his Third Book of Occult Philosophy, Agrippa (1533) states, in Joseph H. Peterson’s edition thereof:

“Our mind being pure and divine, inflamed with a religious love, adorned with hope, directed by faith, placed in the hight [height] and top of the humane soul, doth attract the truth, and sudainly comprehend it, & beholdeth all the stations, grounds, causes and sciences of things both natural and immortal in the divine truth it self as it were in a certain glass of Eternity.

Hence it comes to pass that we, though Natural, know those things which are above nature, and understand all things below, and as it were by divine Oracles receive the knowledg [knowledge] not only of those things which are, but also of those that are past and to come, presently, and many years hence;

Moreover not only in Sciences, Arts and Oracles the Understanding challengeth to it self this divine vertue, but also receiveth this miraculous power in certain things by command to be changed. Hence it comes to pass that though we are framed a natural body, yet we sometimes prædominate [predominate] over nature, and cause such wonderfull, sodain and difficult operations, as that evil spirits obey us, the stars are disordered, the heavenly powers compelled, the Elements made obedient;

So devout men and those elevated by these Theologicall vertues, command the Elements, drive away Fogs, raise the winds, cause rain, cure diseases, raise the dead, all which things to have been done amongst diverse Nations, Poets and Historians do sing and relate: and that these things may be done, all the famousest Philosophers, and Theologians do confirme; so the prophets, Apostles, and the rest, were famous by the wonderfull power of God;

Therefore we must know, that as by the influx of the first agent, is produced oftentimes something without the cooperation of the middle causes, so also by the work of Religion alone, may something be done without the application of naturall and Celestiall vertues” (bold sections added by me for emphasis) (Agrippa, 1533).

Woodcut printing of Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa.

In more succinct and simpler words, Agrippa (1533) suggests here that in some cases, mere prayer, coming from a place of faith, love, and hope, can be enough to work “wonders” including affecting the weather.

Although I make no claims to be a “devout man elevated by Theologicall vertues”–indeed, like Paul, I am surely “the worst of all sinners” (1 Timothy 1:15)–I was at least, in this situation, motivated by sincere need, humble faith, a nudging from my Spirits, and possible assistance from my ancestral relative with whom I aimed to connect.

Therefore, I used the simplest of approaches. I turned my full attention, Will, and energy toward the Goal at hand, inflaming faith, love, ad hope as Agrippa recommends, to generate sympathy with the means and intent at hand, tuned into the Divine and simply prayed “Dear Lord, please move the clouds and rain away from Boucherville if it be your Will, b’shem Yeshua, Amen.” I ended the prayer with “b’shem Yeshua,” Hebrew for “in the name of Yeshua” or Jesus, in accordance with Christ’s words in John 14 that:

12 Truly, truly, I tell you, whoever believes in Me will also do the works that I am doing. He will do even greater things than these, because I am going to the Father.

13 And I will do whatever you ask in My name, so that the Father may be glorified in the Son.

14 If you ask Me for anything in My name, I will do it.

Working within a folk Christian context, I paused to meditate on the Power of the Divine over rain and water–Agrippa recommends drawing on Scripture for “narrative charms” or historiolae in his Third Book of Occult Philosophy (1533). The historiola is a term for a kind of incantation that incorporates a short mythic story that provides the paradigm for the desired magical action. It can “be found in ancient Mesopotamian, Egyptian and Greek mythology, in the Aramaic Uruk incantation, incorporated in Mandaean incantations, as well as in Jewish Kabbalah.” There are also Christian examples evoking Christian legends (Frankfurter, 1995).

As sources of ancient biblical historiolae in prayers and stories relevant to weather magic, for instance, Job 37:6 Verse notes of YHVH that, “For to the snow He says, ‘Fall on the earth,’ And to the downpour and the rain, ‘Be strong.’

Jeremiah 51:16 expresses reverence for how “Ha Shem utters His voice, there is a tumult of waters in the heavens, And He causes the clouds to ascend from the end of the earth; He makes lightning for the rain And brings forth the wind from His storehouses.”

1 Kings 18:1 says that “it happened after many days that the word of the Lord came to Elijah in the third year, saying, “Go, show yourself to Ahab, and I will send rain on the face of the earth.”

Job 28:26 states that God “set a limit for the rain And a course for the thunderbolt.”

Psalm 68:8, a useful Psalm for weather magic in a Hoodoo context for instance says “the earth quaked; The heavens also dropped rain at the presence of God.”

Psalm 68, Salvum me fac deus, quoniam intraverunt aque usque ad animam meam, Jonah and the whale – Psalter of Eleanor of Aquitaine (ca. 1185) – KB 76 F 13, folium 088r.

Another relevant Psalm, Psalm 135:7 says that the Lord “causes the vapors to ascend from the ends of the earth; Who makes lightnings for the rain, Who brings forth the wind from His treasuries.”

Psalm 147:8 muses of God that He it is “Who covers the heavens with clouds, Who provides rain for the earth.”

Jeremiah 14:22 prays “Are there any among the idols of the nations who give rain? Or can the heavens grant showers? Is it not You, O Lord our God? Therefore we hope in You, For You are the one who has done all these things.”

Christ walking on Water (Matthew 14:22-36; Mark 6:45-56; John 6:16-24), God bringing forth and ending the rains of Noah in Genesis 6:9-9:28, Moses bringing forth water from a stone and crossing the Red Sea (Exodus 14:21) (“Then Moses stretched out his hand over the sea, and the Lord drove the sea back by a strong east wind all night and made the sea dry land, and the waters were divided”) can also be called on here as relevant Scriptural historiolae.

I did not overtly include these verses in my prayer on this occasion, but one certainly could do so to fortify a prayer with a chain of passages that have been prayed and used in rituals for thousands of years. Instead, these passages hovered, as it were, in the a background of my simple prayer.

Having prayed it, I simply took faith and continued walking towards the storm.

And, as it turned out, the prayer was granted.

Sky above the road near the Louis-Hipolyte Lafontaine House in Boucherville upon my arrival there.

When I arrived at the childhood house of my ancestral relative Louis-Hippolyte Lafontaine, I was amazed to find that the clouds had broken into blue sky and the unobstructed radiance of the Sun.

Divine Power, either directly or through mobilizing spirits down the hierarchy to do the work in accordance with the Will, appeared to have driven the storm-clouds down a completely different trajectory away. While the clouds should have been bombarding thick curtains of rain upon my destination, they were simply… gone.

I couldn’t help but imagine that the spirit of Louis-Hippolyte had there been praying with me to aid the result.

And what a result it was.

Looking over the river across the street from his ancestral home, I saw this:

Sun and Clear Skies over the St. Lawrence in Boucherville when I arrived at the childhood house of Louis-Hippolyte Lafontaine. Miraculous results from folk weather magic.

C. The Revolutionary Rebel Turned Unifier of Canada: The Life and Death of Louis-Hippolyte Lafontaine

Louis-Hippolyte Lafontaine (1807 – 1864) was much more than simply a family relative; he was a significant figure in Canadian history. At once jurist and statesman, La Fontaine was first elected to the Legislative Assembly of Lower Canada in 1830. He was a supporter of Papineau and member of the Parti canadien (later the Parti patriote). After the severe consequences of the Rebellions of 1837 against the British authorities, he advocated political reforms within the new Union regime of 1841. The Union united the previously separate Lower Canada and Upper Canada into a single United Canada (Ville de Bourcherville, 2022; Saul, 2010; Shrauwers, 2009).

Louis-Hippolyte Lafontaine from the Archives of Montreal.

Under this Union of the two Canadas he worked with Robert Baldwin in the formation of a party of Upper and Lower Canadian liberal reformers. He and Baldwin formed a government in 1842 but resigned in 1843. In 1848 he was asked by the Governor-General, Lord Elgin, to form the first administration under the new policy of responsible government” (Ville de Bourcherville, 2022; Saul, 2010; Shrauwers, 2009). Baldwin and Lafontaine would prove to be fiercely loyal friends as well as skilled co-politicians who ruled with a remarkable synergy and aimed to unify French and English-speaking Canadians (Ville de Bourcherville, 2022; Saul, 2010; Shrauwers, 2009).

The La Fontaine-Baldwin government, formed on March 11, battled for the restoration of the official status of the French language, which was abolished with the Union Act, and the principles of responsible government and the double-majority in the voting of bills. While Baldwin was reforming Canada West (Upper Canada), La Fontaine passed bills to abolish the tenure seigneuriale (seigneurial system) and grant amnesty to the leaders of the rebellions in Lower Canada who had been exiled. The bill passed, but it was not accepted by the loyalists of Canada East who protested violently and went so far as to burn down the Parliament in Montreal.

“L’incendie du Parlement à Montréal.” (The Burning of the Parliament in Montreal). Attributed to Joseph Légare, 1849. Made available by the McCord Museum.

After burning down the parliament, the rioters shot up Louis-Hippolyte’s Montreal home, which was recently restored and can still be visited today. About this home, John Ralston Saul, author of Louis-Hippolyte LaFontaine & Robert Baldwin (2010), said that the building witnessed a great extent of the planning of Canada’s democracy. “Of all the buildings that are central to Canada becoming a democracy,” Saul told National Post in 2015, “it’s the only important one left.”

Until 1851, La Fontaine was a member of the Executive Council and Attorney General of Lower Canada, a position that corresponds to our current conception of the office of Prime Minister.

La Fontaine retired to private life in 1851 but was appointed Chief Justice of Canada East in 1853. In 1854 he was created a baronet by Queen Victoria and a knight commander in the pontifical Order of St. Sylvester by Pope Pius IX in 1855. He died in Montreal in 1864″ (Ville de Bourcherville, 2022; Saul, 2010; Shrauwers, 2009).

The story of his death was notably described by Jacques Monet (1976):

On 25 Feb. 1864 La Fontaine had an apoplectic fit in the judges’ chambers. He was taken home, where he gathered his son in his arms, made the sign of the cross, and lost consciousness. He received extreme unction from the vicar general, Alexis-Frédéric Truteau*, and died during the night. At his funeral, presided over by Bishop Bourget, 12,000 persons gathered. Lady La Fontaine gave birth to a second son on 15 July, but he died in 1865; his elder brother, Louis-Hippolyte, followed him to the grave in 1867.

He now rests in Cimetière Notre-Dame-des-Neiges here in Montreal, in a family tomb.

Family Tomb of Louis-Hippolyte Lafontaine here in Montreal.

To anyone interested in learning more about this incredibly significant figure of Canadian history, I would highly recommend reading the article on Louis-Hippolyte Lafontaine by Jacques Monet in the Dictionary of Canadian Biography, which is available online for free here.

Our Family Connection

Interestingly, Louis-Hippolyte was originally named, not Lafontaine, but Ménard. Lafontaine was for him what here in Quebec, we call a “nom-dit.” A “dit (pronounced like the last name of John Dee) name” is an alternate last name that French Canadian people in the period chose to take on, usually to distinguish themselves from other people with similar names in the region.

It was through my father that I first learned of our family’s connection to him through my father’s mother, my grandmother Pierrette Ménard. Her bloodline was connected to Louis-Hippolyte’s father, Antoine Ménard. And through my father and my grandmother, my own blood connects me back to Louis-Hippolyte.

Funny enough, Lafontaine was in some ways the first proto-Prime Minister of Canada and my family are also related to Canadian Prime Minister Lester B. Pearson on my father’s side and American President Richard Nixon’s family on my mother’s side. The Fates must have not been pleased when I chose not to go into politics!

Map of the Seigneurial System in the region of Boucherville from 1724.

D. Touching Ruins, Honouring Spirits: Ancestral Work and Psychometry at the Maison Dite Louis-Hippolyte Lafontaine

The house to which my travels in Boucherville took me on this particular day was built in 1766, many years before the birth of Louis-Hippolyte. François Truillier had the house built for his family; when he died, it passed to his son Joseph, who married Louis-Hippolyte’s mother Marie-Josephte Bienvenue after Louis-Hippolyte’s father Antoine Ménard died. This is how from 1813 to 1822, the young Louis-Hippolyte came to live in this house.

As fate should have it, I walked onto the property for the first time in one of its oldest sections, where I saw this old ruin from the late 19th-early 20th century:

Past that, I came across the ruined wall of one of the oldest buildings from the property:

Invoking the rebellious spirit of Louis-Hippolyte, I dipped under the DANGER tape and placed my hand on the wall to do a brief session of Psychometry.

For those who may not be familiar with the term, the word Psychometry (from the Greek: ψυχή, psukhē, “spirit, soul” and μέτρον, metron, “measure”) was coined by American physician and Professor of physiology Joseph Rodes Buchanan (December 11, 1814 – December 26, 1899) in 1842. The term came to refer to the metaphysical practice of obtaining information about the history of an object or place by “tuning into” it while touching it or placing it to one’s forehead (New World Encyclopedia, 2007).

In his Manual of Psychometry: The Dawn Of A New Civilization, Buchanan stated the following about the practice as he saw it:

“The past is entombed in the present, the world is its own enduring monument; and that which is true of its physical is likewise true of its mental career. The discoveries of Psychometry will enable us to explore the history of man, as those of geology enable us to explore the history of the earth. There are mental fossils for psychologists as well as mineral fossils for the geologists; and I believe that hereafter the psychologist and the geologist will go hand in hand, the one portraying the earth, its animals and its vegetation, while the other portrays the human beings who have roamed over its surface in the shadows, and the darkness of primeval barbarism. Aye, the mental telescope is now discovered which may pierce the depths of the past and bring us in full view of the grand and tragic passages of ancient history.”

Joseph Rodes Buchanan (December 11, 1814 – December 26, 1899)

As I understand the practice, what we essentially do with Psychometry is open up our astral senses and then attempt to tune into the the region of the Astral Plane that corresponds to the physical object or location. Then we attempt to surrender to the reception of images, sounds, smells, touches, and other impressions that sometimes show “snapshots” or, as it were, “movies” of things that happened there in the past (I call these “psychic history traces’“), and at other times allow us to tune into the spirits of the dead who still have a connection to the place or object in question (I call these “connected spirits“). I had no success with it at all for years until I started to develop my astral senses and also improve at spirit conjuring, divination, and scrying, after which I found it to be a very similar practice. Psychometry is almost like doing a divination and reading, assisted by touch, of an object or place instead of a set of Tarot cards, Runes, Geomancy markings, etc. combined with the kind of reception of spirit impressions that we experience in an evocation.

Funny enough, the good old New Thought pioneer William Walker Atkinson, who wrote the infamous Kybalion under the pseudonym of “The Three Initiates” also wrote a book touching on Psychometry under yet another alias, namely, that of Swami Panchadasi.

In the book, titled Clairvoyance and Occult Powers (1916), he rightly–in my experience, at least!—writes

“Many persons suppose that it is necessary to travel on the astral plane, in the astral body, in order to use the astral senses. This is a mistake. In instances of clairvoyance, astral visioning, Psychometry, etc., the occultist remains in his physical body, and senses the phenomena of the astral plane Clairvoyance and Occult Powers 21 quite readily, by means of the astral senses, just as he is able to sense the phenomena of the physical plane when he uses the physical organs−−quite more easily, in fact, in many instances. It is not even necessary for the occultist to enter into the trance condition, in the majority of cases.

In Psychometry some object is used in order to bring the occulist “en
rapport” with the person or thing associated with it. But it is the astral
senses which are employed in describing either the past environment of the
thing, or else the present or past doings of the person in question, etc. In
short, the object is merely the loose end of the psychic ball of twine which
the psychometrist proceeds to wind or unwind at will. Psychometry is
merely one form of astral seeing; just as is crystal gazing.”

“Swami Panchadasi” goes on to share some information about the kind of use of Psychometry as a vision into the past of an object or place that we will explore with more practical examples later:

“Still another form of psychometric discernment is that in which the

psychometrist gets en rapport (in connection) with the past history of an object, or of its

surroundings, by means of the object itself. In this way, the psychometrist

holding in his hand, or pressing to his head, a bullet from a battle field, is

able to picture the battle itself. Or, given a piece of ancient pottery or stone

implement, the psychometrist is able to picture the time and peoples

connected with the object in the past−−sometimes after many centuries are

past.”

As a relevant and interesting side note, The New World Encyclopedia offers the following interesting information on three famous examples of Psychometry in practice:

William F. Denton: In 1854, Denton, an American professor of geology, was fascinated by Buchanan’s work. A professor of physiology, Buchanan had found that his students could often successfully identify a drug in a glass vial simply by holding the vial in their hand. Denton enlisted the help of his sister, Ann Denton Cridge, to see if she would be able to correctly identify geological specimens wrapped in cloth. By holding the wrapped specimens to her forehead, she was able to accurately identify many specimens.

Stephan Ossowiecki: Born in Russia in 1877, Ossowiecki claimed several psychic abilities, including aura reading and psychokinesis. Ossowiecki was well-known for being able to perceive the contents of sealed envelopes. It was claimed that he perceived the ideas of handwritten letters, but was unable to do so if a statement were typed or printed. Ossowiecki was also tested at the University of Warsaw, where he produced apparently accurate information about the detailed lives of prehistoric humans by holding a 10,000 year old flint tool. After the Nazis invaded Poland, Ossowiecki used his abilities to help people find out what had happened to their loved ones, by holding a photograph of the missing person. He refused to accept payment for these services. Ossowiecki died before the end of the war, having accurately predicted such a thing would happen.

George McMullen: McMullen, a carpenter and wilderness guide, was tested by educator J. Norman Emerson in 1971. McMullen was able to correctly identify a fragment of clay as belonging to an Iroquois ceremonial pipe, as well as describing how it was made and used. McMullen went on to assist Emerson and other archaeologists with their research, providing information about prehistoric Canada, ancient Egypt, and the Middle East that were later confirmed by research. When he visited an Iroquois site with Emerson, McMullen claimed he could actually hear the Iroquois talking, and that he could also understand what they were saying.”

Stefan Ossowiecki (

Interest in Psychometry seems to have waned from the late 19th century into the 20th century. This is unfortunate, as it is a fascinating domain of occult practice that deserves more contemporary attention. I hope that this article will spark some curiosity to practice with it and record your results in some of you, dear Readers. As a word of advice, the key thing to keep in mind with Psychometry experiments, is that it should not result in merely Unverifiable Personal Gnosis (UPG). As much as possible, to fully explore the power of the practice and the results it can yield, we should aim to use Psychometry to find out testable and verifiable information. I’ll provide some examples to illustrate this point below.

I am by no means an expert at Psychometry, but have had some meaningful experiences with doing Psychometry readings on old places, which sometimes led to contacting spirits who had lived there in the past. For instance, while doing Psychometry on different regions of the Manoir Papineau house in Montebello, Quebec, a former home of another famous figure of Canadian political history, Louis-Joseph Papineau, I experienced a number of visions of different people who had lived in the home over its long and robust history.

Photo of the Manoir Papineau by James-Louis Demers / bibliothèque et Archives Canada.

There, I had a vision of a man I later recognized in a photograph as having been Talbot Mercer Papineau (great grandson of Louis-Joseph Papineau), a lawyer and decorated soldier, walking through the sitting room in his uniform. Archival documents from Parks Canada (2022) confirmed he had lived in the home from 1903 to 1929.

At the Manoir, I also saw a vision of Papineau’s children playing on one of the porches. I received clairaudient impressions of their voices in French and laughter as they played.

Near another part of the house, I saw a woman who turned out to be Azélie Papineau, mother to Henri Bourassa the famous journalist and founder of Canadian newspaper Le Devoir. I later confirmed that she had lived in the home.

I also encountered the spirit of an unknown servant who had died at the home in one area where the energy felt considerably darker and heavier. Him, I prayed with and for, that he might find the Light and pass on, for part of him still lingered in that place.

Photo of Azelie Papineau: James-Louis Demers / bibliothèque et Archives Canada.

Returning to this particular day in Boucherville, when I placed my hand upon the aforementioned ruined wall on the Louis-Hippolyte Lafontaine family home property, I received an immediate and unwelcoming feeling of severity. I had impressions of serious men, some dressed in suits and overcoats and others in religious garb. They seemed to be very concerned with rules and propriety and I had the feeling they did not take kindly to my tuning in to them, so I stopped immediately. I later found out who the religious men were; they were Jesuits who had previously lived in a structure on that very property in 1902, as I confirmed through an archival photograph of the area in question:

Image of Jesuits in 1902 on the Lafontaine House Property, whose spirits I connected with during a Psychometry session in the area they had inhabited.

Tuning in to an area at the edge of the property near the road, I received impressions of some spirits who were eying the home with a cold and resentful gaze. They appeared jealous that they had not been able to live there. I prayed for them to find acceptance and peace with the past and release it that they may be released.

Walking on, I came to a beautiful and stately statue of Louis-Hippolyte himself:

Statue of Louis-Hippolyte Lafontaine, after I cleaned it up.

Unfortunately, however, and as I soon discovered, spiders had covered his face and body in thick, tangled webs! I climbed onto the statue and removed the webs with a stick as a gesture of love and devotion to my ancestral relative. It bears repeating that acts of service can be a fitting gesture of devotion and means of connection in Ancestral Work.

A stick full of spiderwebs that I removed from the statue of Louis-Hippolyte.

Having done this, I greeted his spirit with love and respect and asked for his permission to connect with him and learn from his experience in this place. I received a warm, affirmative feeling in return.

When I tuned into him, however, I was surprised that I did not see his adult form step forward. Instead, I saw a little boy. When I later walked closer to the house he had lived in, this image got stronger. I saw him playing with a ball with another boy. I did not know at the time, but later learned, that the reason for this was that the adult Louis-Hippolyte had not lived there from 1813 to 1822, but in Montreal, and he had only lived there as a child! As it turned out, baseball was one of his favourite pastimes.

Not far from the ruined wall, I came across this beautiful Cross, a replica of a Cross that stood nearby facing the St. Lawrence River, and which was made and blessed in 1879:

For my final Psychometry experiments on the site, I finally approached the main house. I started with the front wall of the house in front of the room on the left. Immediately, I received the image of a welcoming woman with her hair tied up. She appeared to be greeting me as a guest to her home. She presented as proud of her home and happy to welcome guests to it. It took me a while to figure out who this lady was, but I finally came to believe she was Marie-Josephte Fontaine dit Bienvenu (b.1782). She was Louis-Hippolyte’s mother, who lived in the house with him when he was a child.

The energy of this house, unlike the Manoir Papineau, which had had its dark regions, was entirely light and positive. When I connected with it at different places and on different sides of the building, I received visions of a family eating a meal together, Louis-Hippolyte’s mother washing clothes in a grey basin and hanging them in back of the house, men sitting, smoking, and sipping whisky in the sitting room. I received a clairolfactory impression of the smell of the cigar smoke outside that area of the house. I heard whisps of French Canadian songs being sung with joyful feelings accompanying them. Overall, the energy was strong and positive. I had the feeling that a lot of love had been expressed here and many fond memories lived.

At last, with final prayers for the spirits who had lived and still lived there, I said goodbye to Louis-Hippolyte and the other spirits who had been linked to the land there over the years.

As I left, I could almost see Louis-Hippolyte’s son playing with a wheel and laughing a wild, free laugh.

E. Conclusion: Personal Experiences Offering Fruit for Your Journey

This was a beautiful day filled with magic linked to weather, ancestral connections, the history that informs places both materially and physically, and the surprises yielded by Psychometry.

My hope in sharing these memories is that these personal reflections might inspire some new ideas and practical applications that can serve you in your own practice. If you undertake any Psychometry experiments or Operations in weather magic, I’d love to hear your results in the comments. Pax Profundis!

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Solomonic Invocation of Archangel Anael and Emergency Petition for a Friend

By Frater S.C.F.V.

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Date: Friday, March 15, 2019
Sun Phase: Afternoon
Moon Phase: Waxing in First Quarter in 12 degrees Cancer in the Nathra Mansion of the Moon
Mansion of the Moon: Thurayya
Planetary Day: Day of Venurs
Planetary Hour: Hour of Venus
Activities: Ritual Bathing; Oratio dicenda quando induitur vestis; Dressing Candle for Anael; Preliminary Prayers; Offerings to the Most High, to Ancestors, to Patron Saints and Teachers, and to the Angels; Heptameron Prayer; Invoking the Angels of the Four Directions as per Heptameron; Conjuration of Anael;

A dear friend of mine, whom I will refer to as S.H. to preserve her privacy, is presently in an emergency situation where she is at risk of becoming homeless in a two week period. As a result, I felt moved to invoke the great Archangel Anael on the day of Venus in the Hour of Venus for help with the situation and also to go deeper into discussions of Divine Love with the Angel. The Moon today is in Lunar Mansion #8, al-Nathra, which is useful for actions of love and friendship. It is an appropriate time do a loving gesture with the Archangel of Venus on behalf of a friend.

I completed a 3-day regime of ritual purity in preparation, culminating in today. After a ritual bath, I got into my white robe (while reciting the Heptameron prayer for donning the vestments, “Oratio dicenda quando induitur vestis”) and put on my stole, put on my Cyprianic rosary, scapular, Cyprianic bracelet, and Solomonic Pentagonal Figure. Proceeding to the Temple, which had already been arranged prior to the beginning of the Planetary Hour, I sounded the Bell of Art three times before entering the Circle as per the Hygromanteia. Then, I entered the Circle, and began preliminary prayers to the Divine while asperging the Circle, Altar, and all Instruments of the Art with Holy Water.

The Altar featured a green Altar cloth, which looks blue in these images, a large green candle, a small green candle dressed with St. Cyprian Oil and Thyme, which is sacred to Venus according to Agrippa’s First Book of Occult Philosophy, Chapter XXVIII, a Virgin Mary Statue, a censor with stick incense placed inside my Cauldron consecrated to Archangel Gabriel, Epiphany Holy Water, bread and water Offerings to Anael, my Wand, a vial of San Cipriano Oil, my Bells, a scrying Crystal, and the seal of Anael on Virgin Paper set on a golden Laurel Wreath. I took up my Solomonic Sword and traced over the outer line of the Circle with its point. With the Circle thus sealed, I put down the Sword and picked up my Solomonic Wand.

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First, I presented Offerings to the Most High El Elyon and asked for His Help in sending His servant, Anael to be present with me and aid me in this Operation of the Art. Next, I presented Offerings to my Patrons, including St. Cyprian of Antioch, my Ancestors, the Angels and Archangels, and the Olympic Spirits, requesting their help in this Operation. The Offerings included exorcised and consecrated goblets of spring and filtered water, candle offerings, bread, and for Anael, a green candle dressed with St. Cyprian Oil and Thyme, bread sprinkled with Thyme, and incense. I asked St. Cyprian to assist me in conjuring Anael with the aim of learning more about the Divine Wisdom and assisting a friend in need.

After more preliminary Prayers, I formally opened the Temple for the Solomonic Invocation. I felt an intuitive nudge from my Spirits to proceed with the Heptameron conjurations and prayers in Latin today, so I obliged. The Altar was set up to face the current location of Venus in the sky, which was determined using an astronomical program. Standing facing the Altar in the direction of Venus, I took up my Wand and the grimoire in the other hand and began the opening prayers.

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I said the opening line “O Angels [sic] supradicti, estote adjutores meæ petitioni, & in adjutorium mihi, in meis rebus & petitionibus” then called the Angels that rule the Air on this Day, intoning their names 3 times each in their respective directions, then praying “O vos omnes, adjuro atque contestor per sedem Adonay, per Hagios, etc…”

Having called the Angels of the 3rd Heaven ruling the Day in their respective Quarters I proceeded to the Conjuration of Friday to invoke Anael, namely:

Conjuro & confirmo super vos Angeli fortes, sancti atque potentes, in nomine On, Hey, Heya, Ja, Je, Adonay, Saday, & in nomine Saday, qui creavit quadrupedia & animalia reptilia, & homines in sexto die, & Adæ dedit potestatem super omnia animalia: unde benedictum sit nomen creatoris in loco suo: & per nomina Angelorum servientium in tertio exercitu, coram Dagiel Angelo magno, principe forti atque potenti: & per nomen Stellæ quæ est Venus: & per Sigillum ejus, quod quidem est sanctum: & per nomina prædicta conjuro super te Anael, qui es præpositus diei sextæ, ut pro me labores, &c.

I then did a second complete Conjuration in English, adding my intent for the ritual and petition, and requesting help from the Divine, my Patrons, Saints, Ancestors, and Teachers for help in making it succcessful.

Then, I began to chant the name ANAEL for an extended period of time while waving the Wand in rhythmic motion, facing the direction of Venus. I continued and continued, my chanting growing in intensity and melodic harmonies while tracing his Sigil in the air with my Solomonic Wand until I felt a shift in the energy in the room, a sense of loving warmth begin to grow like light over the horizon at dawn. I saw sparks of light and drifting spiritual ‘tracers’ outside the Circle. Then Anael’s offering Candle flared up. I welcomed the Spirit and asked the Spirit in the name of Tetragrammaton to confirm its presence if it was indeed here by moving both incense sticks’ streams of smoke to the left in unison. This happened immediately, confirming the Spirit’s presence.

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I greeted the Spirit with great love and respect and thanked the Archangel for coming and being present for this ceremony. I then knelt before the Altar, placed Anael’s offering candle behind the Crystal Ball and began to scry into the flame through the crystal in the pyrocrystallomancy method taught me to by Raphael in a previous conjuration. I then asked the Angel to assist me in tuning into his presence. I gave him consent to manifest sensations, emotions, and thoughts, to draw on my memory to facilitate the communication, and to guide me in inducing appropriate states of consciousness to facilitate the attunement.

Still kneeling, I then proceeded to scry into the Crystal until a pulsation began to emerge in the center of my forehead, my vision began to darken out while the fire in the crystal began to grow brighter. Then I saw a kind of misty-light like effect swirl around the outside of the Crystal. In the process, my eyes grew heavier and heavier and I heard Anael speaking into my mind, suggesting that I could close my eyes and need not strain them. In any event, they fell closed of their own accord without me having much say in the mater…

I greeted the Angel with great love and respect, which Anael reciprocated with his warm, adrogynous voice, saying “greetings, Child of God” with great affection.

I asked if he could give me a revelation-image of his presence and immediately I saw a beautiful winged figure, this time appearing with long blonde hair and an emerald robe, with a face of pure light. To my surprise, however, the image shifted into a green winged heart, which then morphed into a sprout germinating out of the ground and growing into a grove of verdant trees.

I asked Anael what this vision signified and he spoke in the poetic way he sometimes does, the words appearing smoothly spoken into my mind in the Angel’s voice while my forehead continued to pulsate with the throbbing light feeling:

My form is an image of Love,
The green of Nature, which is love growing into life,
The heart of the World, the sprouting of new love,
The growing wisdom of love extending outward,
The forest an image of love growing out in waves.”

I asked the Angel if this was an image of Divine Love. The Angel replied:

God’s Love is far greater than this,
Greater than your human mind,
Which thinks in time and bounded, limited concepts
Can fathom.”

I asked if the Angel could give me an analogy as to what Divine Love is like.

“The Divine Love that sustains the universe is like an ocean,
Every form and phenomenon that appears is like a droplet in that ocean,
Always embraced by the ocean, always part of it, and yet appearing separate,
Seeming to change like the waves on the service,
Yet ever still and eternally held like the ocean depths,
This is what God’s Love is like.”

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I asked Anael if he could share more about the nature of Divine Love:

“God’s Love holds the entire universe within it, excluding nothing.
Creation itself was the flowering of that eternal Love into the sparking-forth of Time,
A Love so infinite it could bloom into finitude, a Love so vast it could pretend to be Other,
There is not a particle that appears in this world that is not held by that Love,
That Love is the particle, and the particle is that Love,
Do not imagine that it is Other than you.
The Love, the God, and the Creation are only different in appearance, not in Reality,
It is Love itself that brings-into-being phenomena, phainomenon, means appearing-into-view, through the Power of that Love, which Loves to Appear and be Appeared to.”

When asked if God’s Love was like human life in any way we could relate to, Anael replied:

Not quite! Your human love is often conditional,
Bound by expectations, limited by arising and subsiding in Time,
Exclusive of some, inclusive of others.
God’s Love is entirely different from that.
And yet even finite human love is but an appearance
of that Love without which nothing is.
God’s Love never began and will never end.
God hates no one; His Love never turns to hate as human love often does.
It does not exclude or include in a dualistic sense.
It is not earned, nor can it be lost.
It has no expectations and no conditions;
It is you humans who make up the requirements and conditions!
It cannot be approached or moved away from;
It is always available at all times,
More subtle than the subtlest,
More intense than the greatest Starry inferno,
Small enough to hold the tiniest particle,
Vast enough to embrace all that is, was, and ever shall be,
Who can say what it is like?
It is here and now, always available.
But your Father
–and Father and Child are just metaphors to try to help you humans understand–
Loves you so that He sets you free to turn away from Him,
To forget Him, to pursue your own ideas,
Giving you everything that was ever created,
Present with you in every moment,
And yet how ungrateful you humans are!
Despite that ingratitude, His Love never retreats a step from you,
Never distances itself as you humans do when you pull away in hurt.
God’s Love never fails, nor ever leaves you.
Whenever you wish, it is given fully, nothing held back.”

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Hearing this, I wondered why we seem so unaware of it. Anael explained:

“There are no barriers to God’s Love except the ones you imagine there are.
Imagining there to be barriers, you make up stories about how to “earn” God’s love.
In so doing, you miss the mark of the Good and the True,
And imagine that your “sin” disqualifies you from Divine Love,
Nothing could be further from the truth!
God loves you before you stumble, while you err,
And after you have realized your mistake.
Does a good father see a child stumble and hate the child for acting out of ignorance?
Of course not! Do you imagine Divine Perfection to be less than that?
Confession, the changing of minds,
The honest admission of where you’ve missed the mark,
Is a Gift to yourself from yourself;
Your Father does not need it, but He asks for it for *you.*
In so doing, your lighten your heart,
And your imagine barriers to His Love dissolve,
So that you become more aware of what is always here.
Truly, your humanness is but a wave in this ocean.
Your ultimate nature is far beyond an ephemeral animal form bound by Time;
In loving God, you realize yourself and He realizes Himself in you;
“You” and “Him” are but metaphors to help you try to understand,
But in Truth, there are no two things, only in appearance,
Only in Love-appearing for the play of change in Time.
But how could you possibly understand?
You cannot. But as you surrender your ignorance,
The Truth reveals itself, without requiring a word.
For Truth was silent for billions of years before the first human spoke.
The “Word” itself is metaphor,
A Mercy to a human mind.”

I thanked the Archangel for these beautifully rich, although humbling, words and proceeded to my request for the Angel to assist my dear friend S.H., who is at risk of becoming homeless in a few weeks. I asked if Anael could help as best he can. Before Anael, I prayed to God, to whom belongs all of Creation, all homes, and all riches, to extend His Goodness and thanked Him for what he’s doing to help his Child S.H.

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After the prayer, Anael reassured me:

“We were working on your friend’s problem before you and she even asked.
Tell her that help will come, though not necessarily in the way she expects.
Tell her also that although she has felt as though God’s Love and presence had retreated from her, they have always perfectly been there;
It is only her imagination that has shifted,
And made what was not so, appear to be so.
If she corrects her imaginings with right understanding,
She will have a transformation of mind,
And the ever-present Love will reveal itself,
Unlosable, unfailing, and ever-here for her.
Tell her also that the matter she is worrying about
That she did not tell you has already been addressed.
Her part is to do what she can and act on what you and others have shared with her.
God and we will attend to the rest.
From our perspective, it is already done.
From your perspective, it will come.
Trust and have faith. All will be well.
God does not forsake His Beloveds,
No matter how you humans may imagine He does.”

I thanked Anael for this great kindness and help and asked if I could publish the record of this conversation and pass on these words to S.H. Anael replied:

Yes, but do not pass on what I am about to tell you. It is for you alone.

I will not reveal what was said next, but I can say that after I heard it, I felt a wave of warmth flood through my body. Tears formed in my eyes, and I felt as though the Angel’s wings were wrapping around me in the way Soror R.A. often described to me.

Finally, I asked the Angel if he would be willing to be my Patron and to speak with me again so that I could continue to learn from him.

It shall be so, Child of God. Keep up the good work you are doing in service of others. Sanctification can feel like difficulty,
But that is only the process of transforming your ignorance and arrogance,
Changing your mind.
That too, God only wants for you,
Because Eternal Freedom Wills that you be free from all that you imagine binds you.
From our perspective, you already are;
From yours, you will seem to be.
Patience and humility reconcile the two views.

With tears in my eyes, I thanked the Angel deeply. I continued to kneel there in his presence for what felt like a long time, simply abiding in that clean, clear, loving safety and warmth.

At last, I stood, thanked the Angel for coming and invited him to partake of the offerings and go at his own leisure. Then I did the License to Depart to all of the Angel and Spirits called in the four Quarters as per the Heptameron‘s procedure. With final prayers and sprinklings, I closed the Temple with the pulsing in my forehead finally beginning to dwindle, but the warmth in my heart continuing to kindle.

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Update – May 1st, 2019: All of the Angel’s words came to pass as described. Through gigs and her tax return, my friend was able to earn enough money to pay for her rent for May. Another friend from the community also helped her to write a letter to enter a business partnership with local stores to sell her excellent oils and other products. I believe the Angels and the Holy Spirit were at work in this. She has also had several job interviews in the past month. I was confident one would pan out eventually. As the Angel had said, “help will come, though not necessarily in the way she expects.” That is precisely how it did come. As Anael had said, “her part is to do what she can and act on what you and others have shared with her.” This is precisely what she did do and she was blessed for her hard efforts — a few weeks later, she was hired at a job she loves and now enjys a financial stability she never knew before. How often answers to prayers and magic come through seemingly naturalistic means, while we are waiting for some supernatural manifestation to appear in the sky…

The “the matter she is worrying about that she did not tell you has already been addressed” was a problem she was having in communicating with a partner who did not care about her spiritual path, which was so central to her values and what was important to her. They tried to work on it, but the resolution ended up being them parting ways. The Angels and Holy Spirit had left openings for it to be addressed through communication or through parting ways so that each could be free to be with a partner better suited to them. There was no fatalism here; there were options, both of which would resolve the problem. The second was the way things went. It was hard at first, but ended up being for the best. Such is the Way of God and of the Holy Angels.

Hail to you, Holy Angel Anael. Thank you for your help and guidance, thank you for your wisdom. We praise the Lord God in your name and honour and humble ourselves before Him in gratitude. Thank you, thank you, thank you. This we pray in Yeshua’s Holy Name. Amen.

The Cyprianic Call – Or the Strange Story of How I Came to Work With Saint Cyprian of Antioch

By Frater S.C.F.V.

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Introduction – Enter Saint Cyprian

2018 has been, without exaggeration, the most magical year in my life thus far. Not only is our G.D. Order happily thriving, but I have also been very grateful to have been able to go further into the Art of traditional Solomonic magic and more deeply into rigorous esoteric scholarship than I have ever gone before.  Perhaps the most unpredictable shift of all to unfold for me in the course of the Earth’s current circumambulation around the Sun, however, has been the commencement of my serious working relationship with Saint Cyprian of Antioch.

This surprising turn of events is rendered all the more shocking by the fact that in the past 30 years, I had never before seen the appeal of working with Saints in the classically Catholic manner, not even at the height of my faith in Catholicism itself.  To me, the practice smacked dangerously of violations of the First and Second Commandments from Exodus 20:2-17 to “have no gods but God” and not worship any “graven images.”  Moreover, later on, whilst studying Buddhism and Hinduism, I preferred to focus on Sutras than to contemplate the invocation of yogic Rishis and Buddhas.  Similarly, while practicing Islam and working the Qabalah, I was too reluctant to risk potential shirk or idolatry to even contemplate the idea of Saint work or veneration.  Indeed, throughout all of this time, I had been committed to working with Divine as directly as possible and the notion of working with Saints seemed like an unnecessary addition of a redundant intermediary.

My strongly Saint-aversive history only makes the recent transformation of my life into an adventure set ablaze with a zealous and heartful passion for full-fledged Saint work all the more astonishing.  After three long decades of avoidance of the practice as well as the theory behind it, I have found myself inexplicably called to work with Saint Cyprian of Antioch, the hieromartyr of the Greek Orthodox Church who was reputed to have departed from his mastery of the Ancient Mysteries and ceremonial and necromantic magic to embrace a heartfelt Christian faith out of love for his fellow martyr, the pious St. Justina, and respect for the power of the Cross to overcome all of his most formidable demonic Operations (Bailey, 2017).

As the tides of history have shown, with his one foot in the Pagan Mysteries, ceremonial magic, and necromancy and his other foot planted squarely in Christian Orthodoxy, Saint Cyprian of Antioch would come to inspire a paradoxical blend of generations of pious Christians and practical Magicians alike.  Indeed, the 4th century C.E. saw the appearance of three principal texts detailing the legend of Cyprian composed by three different authors, namely, The Conversion of Saint Cyprian, The Confession of Saint Cyprian, and The Martyrdom of Saint Cyprian, which collectively came to be known The Acts of Saint Cyprian of Antioch (Bailey, 2017).  The legends contained therein, via their cross-continental transmission through very disparate cultural and geographic milieus, would later spark raging fires of magical creativity and devotional passion.  The result was a completely distinct vein of grimoiric literature that can be distinguished from the parallel and sometimes inter-influencing streams of the Solomonic and Faustian grimoires (Leitão, 2014; Stratton-Kent, 2014).

After departing from the soil of Antioch, the legend and magico-religious influence of Saint Cyprian traveled to Scandinavia, where they inspired the magical “blackbooks” attributed to him; to the Iberian peninsula, where they sparked Portuguese and Spanish “Cyprianic” grimoires in his name; to Haiti, where they shaped the work of select Vodoun Houngans and Mambos; and finally, to North and South America, where they came to influence a staggering array of Brujos, Quimbanderos, Hoodoo practitioners, Rootworkers, Conjure Doctors, Santeros, and  Paleros and Tatas (Ali, 2013; de Mattos Friswold, 2013; Leitão, 2014; Stratton-Kent, 2014; Maggi, 2016).  As Jake Stratton-Kent is wont to point out with his characteristic warm and mischievous fondness, Saint Cyprian’s global magical legacy arguably overshadows that of even the great King Solomon himself, the pseudonymous inspiration of the tremendously influential tradition of Solomonic grimoires (Leitch, 2009; Stratton-Kent, 2014).

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Gateways through Dreams and Intuition: My Personal Call to the Mysterious Saint of Magicians

My journey with Saint Cyprian of Antioch was at first astounding only in its utterly uneventful blandness.  I had encountered his name in passing in the works of Jake Stratton-Kent, Jason Miller, Dr. Al Cummins, and a few other authors whom I greatly enjoy and respect, but I did not at first feel any inspiration to pursue the Cyprianic Arcana or the intriguing historical trajectories of Cypriana and soon returned to my well-traveled journeys with the Golden Dawn and Solomonic systems.

Thankfully, however, this odd tale does not come to an anticlimactic culmination there.  To reach the odd zenith of this particular foray into the the mysterious and inexplicable, we must fast-forward to a few months ago, when I abruptly found myself stricken by a deep yearning to swan-dive into the Cyprianic mythos.  Seemingly out of nowhere, an obsession with the mysterious Sorceror-turned-Saint exploded within me like a blazing fire.

Before I knew it, texts about Cyprian were nearly all I was reading.  At a head-spinning and frenetic pace, I read through the three Acts of Saint Cyprian of Antioch texts, Jake’s two volumes of The Testament of Saint Cyprian the Mage, Jason Miller’s Cyprianic posts, Dr. Al’s articles, works by Humberto Maggi and José LeitãoAlexander Eth and Gordon White’s Cyprian-related podcast episodes, and every single article on Cyprian ever posted in Aaron Leitch’s Solomonic group, of which I am a Moderator, as well as in the history of Jake’s Attendants of Adrasteia.  Every time I heard the name “Cyprian,” I felt a mystifying flood of devotional love and awe fill my heart in a totally unprecedented way that was utterly incomparable to any affective response I had ever had towards any other Saint, Angel, or Spirit.  The change was so radical and so rapid that I was absolutely astonished by this rapid turn of events.  How had I, the most Saint-averse person I knew, suddenly become so enraptured by all things Cyprianic?

At first, I skeptically chalked the transformation up to the dawning of mere intellectual curiosity.  After all, the origins of passionate preoccupations were as mysterious to the Ancients as they are to our contemporaries. But then, truly magical events began to unfold, events that would vigorously shake the foundations of my casually blasé skepticism.

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A Push from a Dream: Or How Two Lives Collided from a Continent Away

The truly strange events began to unfold when a Facebook friend named Joanne, with whom I had never before had a one-on-one conversation or met in person–as she lives on the opposite side of the continent from me–suddenly appeared to me in a dream.

In this brief, but extremely vivid dream, she did not speak, but instead stood with a mysterious smile, silently gesturing for me to join her, mysteriously beckoning, but to what, I did not know.  I awoke feeling utterly puzzled by the enigmatic dream.  Why Joanne?  And what was her oneiric appearance drawing me towards?

As my interest in Cyprian continued to build, I asked the Saint that if he wished for me to work with him, then he should kindly guide me in acquiring items to build him an Altar for our work. Within a single week, an Altar table was put out by the garbage on the very same street on which I lived, where I would easily find it.  With gratitude to Cyprian, I carried the table home and washed, exorcised, and consecrated it according to Solomonic methods.  Within this same short period of time, I also ordered a Statue of the Saint and inexpensively obtained all of the items I would require for his Altar.  I thanked him for his help and purchased 42 offering candles to gradually give to him over the course of our work together out of gratitude for his help, wisdom, initiatory empowerment, and instruction.

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Throughout this process, I spoke regularly with my spiritual brother Chijioke, in Nigeria, who kindly shared various resources on Cyprian with me to help me along on my peculiar new Path.  After I told him about purchasing the supplies for Cyprian’s Altar, Chijioke told me that a friend of his had started working with Cyprian a month beforehand and that Cyprian had “guided the hands of my friend to sculpt an image of him. He spoke with her for over an hour.  He insisted that she must make a Halo over the head of the statue. Cyprian even knocked down a very securely-placed statue, after she told him “I’m not even convinced you are a Saint!” much to her startled surprise!”

I was fascinated by the story and asked if the friend he was talking about was the same one he had told me about previously, but he said:

“No, this is another friend, Joanne.”

My jaw dropped.

Joanne?

I asked for her last name and much to my surprise, Chijioke confirmed that it was indeed the same Joanne that had appeared in my enigmatic dream, the same Joanne that lived on the other side of Canada from me, both of us an ocean away from Chijioke’s home in Nigeria, Africa…

As the weight of this revelation began to truly sink in, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and chills ran through my body.

Oh Cyprian, I thought, and it occurred to me that I could almost see him smile.

Chijioke and I completely blown away by the fact that Joanne and I had independently started working with Cyprian without either of us knowing it only to be fortuitously brought together by an enigmatic dream in which she had silently beckoned me to join her.

Reflecting on this point, I suddenly came to understand the hitherto veiled meaning of my bizarre and cryptic dream — the astral image of Joanne had evidently been inviting me to join her in working with Cyprian and sharing our experiences with one another. Or perhaps, I wondered, the apparent “Joanne” might have really been the inscrutable Spirit himself appearing to me in her form in the dream in order to bring us into conversation for our mutual growth and edification.  As Gordon White once pointed out, “Cyprian’s plan isn’t clear, but he definitely has one.”

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Shortly thereafter, I sent Joanne the first message I had ever sent her and told her about this impenetrably curious turn of events.  As I unraveled the events of the narrative thus far, she was as floored as I was since she had had no idea that I had been working with Cyprian at all, as I had not publicly shared this fact, nor had I privately shared it with anyone but Chijioke.  And yet, the more we talked, the more we discovered we had a shocking number of things in common, not only in terms of our mutual love for Runes and Druidic lore, but also in the way our twin journeys with Cyprian unfolded.

Joanne’s own journey had begun enigmatically similarly to my own. As she explained, “He came on very strong right from the beginning: I found myself obsessively thinking and learning about him and that hasn’t stopped.” How similar that was to my own shockingly passionate and obsessive immersion in Cypriana! She also explained that “apart from the Orishas, Saint Cyprian is by far the most powerful Spirit that I have ever worked with.”

My own experience was conspicuously convergent with Joanne’s.  It is clear to both of us that the Spirit that answers to “Saint Cyprian of Antioch,” whoever he is, has a remarkably distinct energy that is unlike any other Spirit we have ever encountered, and that he is a legitimately formidable force to reckon with.  Indeed, he remains as enigmatic and mysterious to Joanne as to me. “I have no idea who Cyprian truly is,” Joanne admitted to me in one of our resulting conversations, “but he has held nothing back in letting us know what he is capable of.  He has never demanded ‘worship’ from me, but I feel that he is a very old and powerful Spirit form.  He’s always with me now but I still retain a sort of spiritual sovereignty:  I can choose to ignore him but most often do not.”  My sense of Cyprian was precisely the same.

Thereafter, Joanne went on to explain that when she was working on her Cyprianic sculpture, even though she had never sculpted before, “for at least 2 months prior to the night I began, I was receiving visual thought forms of how to proceed with the sculpting. When I would be moved to pick up certain supplies, I would, and often without fully understanding why.  And I always got good deals!” How similar her experience with  procuring the necessary materials for work with Cyprian was to my own experience of sourcing and acquiring the items for Cyprian’s Altar!

“After initially receiving some help in the process from a Jinn I later came to believe was a subservient of Cyprian, Cyprian himself became my Muse and guide to lend a sense of proportion to the sculpture…,” Joanne told me. “I would ask him questions and would receive intuitive guidance. All I had to do was listen and follow. Once the basic ‘structure’ of the face was done I became aware of Cyprian’s presence. Whenever I would hit a roadblock, I would ask him “what next?”… Then I would somehow intuitively just start modelling the clay! I worked in trance induced by Shamanic drumming nonstop from Friday night until Saturday morning around 1:30 am… Thereafter, Cyprian was very clear that he wanted me to thank both the Jinn and himself appropriately.  I poured Cyprian a glass of wine and offered my homemade incense as demonstrations of thanks.”

The resulting statue was stunning in its piercing power and enigmatic radiance, and I share it here with Joanne’s kind permission:

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If I am being completely honest, however, I was not without my reservations about working with Cyprian, and I candidly shared these with both Joanne and Chijioke alike.  For one thing, I was disturbed by the lack of archaeological evidence to support some aspects of St. Cyprian’s legendary story–the detailed records of the lists of Bishops of Antioch from the period conclusively show, as Dr. Ryan Bailey (2017) reveals, that “no Bishop of Antioch ever bore the name of Cyprian” (p. 52).  It was, of course, still possible that a great magician had become a priest of Antioch without ever being consecrated Bishop and that the Bishop detail was later interpolated into Cyprian’s hagiography to increase his Orthodox prestige at a later date. Joanne had found an alternative and very elegant solution to the problem of Cyprianic historicity as an obstacle to practical work with the legendary Magus-cum-Sanctus— she rendered it irrelevant.  In her insightful words,

“To my mind, whether “Cyprian” ever really existed [in the way he is legendarily alleged to have done so] is pretty much irrelevant.  To me, he is an emanation of Spirit that has chosen to enter my conscious awareness at this time in my Spiritual quest for enlightenment and gnosis.  I trust that this is no accident and that the lessons learned will serve the greater Good.”

With these wise words, Joanne deftly and graciously laid my final reservations to rest.  After all, if I have learned anything on the Way of the Mysteries, it’s that “Adam,” “Joanne,” and “Cyprian” are all simply characters in Brahman’s dreaming within the play of consciousness.  All of these seeming individuals are ultimately appearances of the Divine to itself, which it uses to realize itself (gnosis), to awaken to the realization of its fundamental unity (yoga); indeed, the deepest teachings of Advaita Vedanta, the Kabbalah, and Dzogchen Buddhism fundamentally converge on the idea that the appearance of diversity and multiplicity is only relative and apparent, while nothing is separate in the final analysis.

In this grand process of cosmic awakening, we, the Divine,  appear as distinct individuals who have roles to serve in “walking each other Home,” to quote Ram Dass.  In this process, we can speak of distinctive functions being played by the apparently distinct Adam, Joanne, and Cyprian to “serve the greater Good,” as Joanne puts it, even though ultimately, Brahman, Plotinus’s One, the Ein of the Qabalah is at once the served, the serving, and the servant.

To quote the great sage Nisargadatta Maharaj (1973):

Questioner: A message in print may be paper and ink only. It is the text that matters. By analysing the world into elements and qualities we miss the most important – its meaning. Your reduction of everything to dream disregards the difference between the dream of an insect and the dream of a poet. All is dream, granted. But not all are equal.

Nisargadatta: The dreams are not equal, but the dreamer is one. I am the insect. I am the poet – in dream. But in reality I am neither. As the Absolute, I am beyond all dreams. I am the Light in which all dreams appear and disappear. I am both inside and outside the dream. Just as a man having headache knows the ache and also knows that he is not the ache, so do I know the dream, myself dreaming and myself not dreaming – all at the same time. I am what I am before, during and after the dream. But what I see in the dream, l am not.

Questioner: Even as a dream you are a most unusual dream.

Nisargadatta: I am a dream that can wake you up. You will have the proof of it in your very waking up.

Within this great mystical context, I came to suspect that one reason that Cyprian had brought the Joanne and the Adam ‘dream characters’ together, to borrow a phrase from Advaita Vedanta, was to enable me in particular to move beyond an imbalanced preoccupation with clinging to academic issues of strict historicity, which would otherwise likely proven a sticking point to my rigorously scholastic and fact-driven mind.  Indeed, for Cyprian, as for Joanne, such intellectual debates are besides the point when there is concrete practical work to be done.  It was a lesson that was at once humbling and helpful.

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Altar to Cyprian of Docteur Caeli d’Anto.

Guidance from the Sorceror Saint: How I Mysteriously Came to Acquire His Oil

The second unusual story that I will share in this brief compendia of strange but true Cyprianic tales is an anecdote that lucidly illustrates one way that Cyprian as a “teaching and guiding Spirit” can operate through intuitive nudges and gut feelings.  This story took place on the very day of this writing.  Early this morning, I was on a bus heading to the agency at which I am doing my clinical social work training when I was shockingly informed by my Supervisor that a gas leak had occurred in our building and the power was out on the entire block.  The surrounding streets were in a state of chaotic pandemonium after the police barricaded the street and traffic was being rerouted. The space was sonically awash with horns honking, people getting out of cars, police sirens and whistles blaring, confused and worried phone calls sounding through cell phones held by trembling hands.  Because we could not access the files of any of our clients as they were all on the computers which we lacked the electricity to turn on, I was told not to come in to work.

As a result of this startling plot twist in my habitual trajectory to work, I found myself an hour and twenty minutes away from my home with a free day ahead of me.  At that moment, I felt an intuitive to do something I had never done before — instead of taking a series of buses and metros to rapidly travel to my university to do my weekly work for that institution, I opted to take a 3-hour peripatetic stroll through three different boroughs of the city to circuitously arrive there instead.

After an hour of walking, I again felt yet another very strong intuitive nudge or “pull.” It later occurred to me that Cyprian often operates through a chain or series of intuitive nudges of this type. This time, however, the cryptic sense was that I needed to walk down a road that was completely perpendicular to the path I would need to take to get to the university, completely out of the way and in a totally different direction.  Why, I did not know.  All I knew is that doing so felt resonantly “right.”  However, I had been studying Cyprian’s history and working with him long enough to know that when such strong intuitive nudges come, it can be worthwhile to follow them and see where they lead.

Thus, I found myself walking down a street on which I had never before laid foot, in a part of the city I had never previously explored.  After ten minutes of walking, I was stunned by what I suddenly came upon: an occult store, and one I had never visited or even heard of before…

Intrigued, I looked into the shop window and was swiftly taken aback by the synchronistic sighting of glittering set of purple amethyst geodes.  This detail surprised me because I had received yet another Cyprianic nudge towards making an amethyst rosary for use in my work with him, such as my planned upcoming novena leading up to his September Feast Day.  Purple, indeed, seems to be his favourite colour, with its rich royal and ecclesiastical implications, as Conjureman Ali (2013) has explained, as well as the colour of the candles and Altar cloth I had purchased for him.  Therefore, I made my way into the store to see what curios it might have on offer.

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The Metaphysical Institute’s storefront, showing the striking purple amethyst geodes in the window.  Photograph taken by yours truly.

Once inside, I greeted the owners, who were kind and welcoming.  Again, I felt a persistent gut feeling or intuitive nudge, this time, to gravitate towards the store’s selection of Oils.  Never having been here before, it took me a moment of surveying the different sections of the store before I found the Oils arrayed in a shelving unit behind the counter.

A moment after perusing the Oils, my jaw dropped yet again — have you noticed that this tends to be a rather striking  theme in work with Saint Cyprian? There it was, the very item I had been futilely searching in every other esoteric store in Montreal to find: San Cipriano Oil the Oil of St. Cyprian of Antioch.

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Furthermore, I was delighted to find that the Oil was very affordable and bought the only two vials of Cipriano Oil that the shop had in its inventory.  Amused by the day’s surprising series of events–which had also included being intuitively nudged into a thrift store in which I found a 1,500.00$ blazer in my size, which I purchased for 10$–I shared with one of the shop’s Owners the story of how I had begun to work with Cyprian and had been serendipitously led to discover her store and buy the Oil by a series of strangely fortunate intuitive nudges that I can only attribute to the mysterious Saint.

She was awed by the story–the usual response to Cyprianic doings–and before I left, she took me aside and told me:

“You know, it’s no coincidence that you happened to come here today. We almost never have this Oil in stock.”

Once again, as through a glass darkly, I could almost see Saint Cyprian smile.

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References

Bailey, R. (2017). The Acts of Saint Cyprian of Antioch: Critical Editions, Translations, and Commentary. Doctoral Thesis. Montreal: McGill University Library.

de Mattos Friswold, N. (2013). Saint Cyprian and the Sorcerous Transmutation. Brighton: Hadean Press.

Conjureman Ali. (2013). Saint Cyprian: Saint of Necromancers. London: Hadean Press.

Leitão, José (2014). The Book of St. Cyprian – The Sorcerer’s Treasure. London: Hadean press

Leitch, A. (2009). Secrets of the Magickal Grimoires: The Classical Texts of Magick Decyphered. Woodbury: Llewellyn Publications.

Maharaj, N. (1973). I Am That. Trans. Maurice Freedman. New  Delhi: Chetana Publications.

Maggi, H. (2016). The Book of Saint Cyprian. Timmonsville: Nephilim Press.

Stratton-Kent, J. (2014). The Testament of Saint Cyprian the Mage: Volumes 1 and 2. Brighton: Scarlet Imprint.