Black-Hilted Dagger consecrated!

Finally, after all these months, I got around to consecrating my black-hilted dagger to act as a proper Saturnine weapon for Solomonic and grimoiric work.

 

The black-hilted dagger is described in the Key of Solomon to “strike terror and fear into the spirits” (book II, chapter 8) as well as to draw out the circles of art for the magician and his work (book II, chapter 9).  The consecration instructions for the dagger are as follows:

But as for the knife with the black hilt for making the circle, wherewith to strike terror and fear into the spirits…[place it thrice in the fire until it becometh red-hot] in the day and hour of Saturn, and dipped in the blood of a black cat and in the juice of hemlock, the characters and names shown [as above] being written thereon, from the point towards the hilt. Which being completed, thou shalt wrap it in a black silk cloth.

I had the poison hemlock ready, in the form of seeds to be pulverized and mixed into water.  The blood of the black cat, however, was another matter, and despite trying to get in contact with a friend with a black cat and who was trained to draw blood from animals, things never could come to fruition.  Eventually, I got to thinking about substitutes for blood, and another friend helped me out in making one.  The black cat is necessary because it represents a creature that can walk through worlds and is also a representative of the forces of Saturn; as such, the essence of a black cat is needed.

Another of my friends helped me out by getting me some fur of a black cat, which definitely helps but doesn’t alone qualify as a blood substitute.  The substitute was completed by mixing the following:

  • black cat fur
  • mullein leaf
  • asafoetida powder
  • crushed poison hemlock seeds
  • volcanic ash
  • obsidian dust
  • bloodstone dust
  • quartz dust
  • lead shavings
  • myrrh oil
  • absinthe

Over three days, from Saturday through Monday, I went to my Table of Manifestation, called on the angel of Saturn Tzaphqiel, prayed over it with the Orphic Hymn to Saturn, and charged it using my Saturn talisman to lend it a strong Saturnine quality.   I can’t overemphasize that this shit was noxious.  I threw out the tupperware used to store it just in case and used a cloth mask and gloves when handling it, not to mention keeping it in a Triangle of Art when not being actively handled or consecrated.

On a succeding Saturday during a waxing moon, in an hour of Saturn, I cleansed and consecrated the dagger according to the instructions above, with a few ceremonial additions (calling upon Tzaphqiel for assistance, using the Orphic Hymn to Saturn while heating the blade, etc.).  I anointed the dagger afterwards in myrrh oil to cover it, both to prevent tarnishing of the blade and to give it one last kick for power.  Simple enough, all told, though the smell was atrocious, even through a thick silk scarf suffocating me.  Now I have a Saturn weapon to correspond with the Mars weapon from the same book!  I am excite, especially now that I can get that noxious mixture out of my room forever.  The knife turned out an interesting mottled color, due to the heat and quenching applied to the blade; this does physically weaken the blade, but holding the knife in my hand, it feels deadly and serious.

Days go by and still I think of blogging

So I thought I’d have been able to get a blog post or something out since the last one, but I guess not.  Between more offsite training to learn another programming language and finding a cute boy with whom I sense a good deal of potential, I haven’t had much time for chores, much less a conjuration or something.  I blame Mercury being retrograde as for my lack of updates, since it’s supposed to be a good time to review and remember.  In fact, I tried calling up Michael again today, you know, the archangelic king of fire, to talk to him about a few things.  No response.  Guess I should try to actually chat with him through his form as the King of Wands first before rushing things more; the ritual can wait, I suppose.

However, I haven’t been completely idle.  I ordered a natal chart reading from Christopher Warnock over at Renaissance Astrology, which was awesome.  Good information in all the various parts of my life (apparently I’ve got a problem with jilted lovers becoming secret enemies of mine, who knew?), but as far as magic and the occult goes, I’ve got a very strong connection with Saturn.  He’s dignified in Sagittarius in the 9th house conjunct Uranus; my friend over at The Unlikely Mage said that that sort of position is like bringing a torch down into ancient tunnels of knowledge, and it’s true: I like older styles and forms of ritual and the occult, and I’ve got a passion for Latin and classical culture.  Plus, with Uranus in the mix there, I’m also apt and able to update some methods and blend new styles into the old to create forms both awesome and, at its heart, traditional all at once.  Nifty!  Plus, I might be well-advantaged to take up more Saturnian arts such as necromancy and binding and other occult, hidden arts.  However, since I’ve got other things on my plate right now, I’ll hold off on chatting it up with Tzaphqiel until a little later.  I’ve always felt happy and pleasant about dealing with Saturn, but that doesn’t lessen its roughness to work with.

Shifting gears for a bit: while I don’t have a magical altar set up, I do have a devotional altar which I pray at and make offerings and stuff.  Since I had a chance to light a lot of candles, the altar looked awfully pretty, so I took a picture of it.

The center candle is the first one lit, and is (or should be) lit whenever I’m home; this candle represents the light of God and is like my own Lamp or Eternal Flame.  On the far left is a votary offering for the genius and other spirits of my home, with an offering of fresh water, wine, grapes, and a lit candle.  The inside left candle is an offering for my natal genius.  The candle on the right in the back with the spirit placard is an offering to the genius and spirits of the land around my apartment, along with an offering of wine and grapes.  The candle on the right in front is lit in honor and thanks for Saturn; I time my prayers to coincide with the planetary hour and day of the god I’m making these offerings to, and I dress the candle in the colors and symbols appropriate to that particular deity as well as light some incense appropriate to that god.  In this case, I had a candle painted black with the seals, sigils, and symbols related to Saturn and lit a stick of myrrh incense.  The whole getup is rather pretty, I think.  Eventually I’ll get other figurines and statues and things to put up, but this is what I have set up on a fancy day.  I only light candles to the genii of my apartment and land when I make offerings, but since I hadn’t given one in a while, I decided to go ahead with that today.