Shadow Witch Confessional

I was born into the church. Baptized at an early age because I wanted to be popular. When I started having out of body experiences, people would shake their fingers my way. I was convinced I was evil for having these experiences. One pastor said I wasn't right with God. Everyone else started sitting a little further away on Sunday, and I was shamed with eyes. I saw a punk rocker with a lot of piercings get treated the same way. He had nobody. Very few would sit in the same pew as him. If I knew then what I know a lifetime later, I would go back and be his friend. I was convinced he was only seen for his body modifications. There was a lot of division between the rich and poor. As I grew up, my parents and I bounced around other churches. When I started driving, I was spending more time at punk shows instead of church. I've always felt more amongst my people at punk and metal shows than church. I was exposed to a lot of music, and some of the darker stuff really drew me in. I wa...

I was up for two days on cheap acid. I was in the living room standing up just spacing the fuck out, watching the tv. I see something out of the corner of my eye, and I am in a trance as I see my aunt casually walking out of her old room. I follow her down the hall and next thing I know I'm standing in the backyard and she's nowhere to be seen, nowhere she could have gone. It takes about 4 seconds from the end of the hall to the backyard. And we lived in an old goldmine canyon, so a lot of the surrounding foliage had been wiped out decades ago. There was nothing bigger than oak or pine trees to hide behind and those were further away than the four seconds it took to reach the backyard. And there was no fence. I was in literal shock. I turn around and go back inside and my roommate said  "Dude, you look like you just saw a ghost."  I started trying to talk but it took a few seconds to speak. I told him what occurred and we didn't have much of a conversation about i...

If I toss a pebble into the pond, it's going to scare fish in the immediate area. Their expression spreads panic. Now the mosquitoes that were getting eaten by the scared fish are free of immediate danger. They will act accordingly and start their own ripple effect. The fish that swam from the pebble, are now rushing towards the back of the pond while a fisherman who hasn't caught anything all day suddenly lands a ten pounder. This fisherman is homeless and hasn't had a decent meal in far too long. His eyes well with joy, and that night he takes his catch back to camp and feeds everyone. He feels good inside and gets a good night's rest and wakes up with the rising sun.  But all I did was throw a pebble.

I was using multiple decks when I first got into the Tarot and each one of them seemed to be showing me the Tower every other reading. This was maybe seven years before my spiritual training. I didn’t fully believe in the Tarot at the time, I thought it was just basic psychology with flexible messages, much like fortune cookies.  But one card persistently demanded my attention and only when my life began to crumble did I understand what the Tower tried showing me all along. Much like the image of the card, life crumbles and if you don’t heed the call(The Tower will let you know ahead of time), you will be seemingly trapped in the rubble. This card is one I tend to associate with tornadoes. When this card shows up, in my experience so do dreams of tornadoes.  We often go through a major shift in life when the card reveals itself. And it will persist until you address it. Or, when everything falls apart, it won’t show up as often because the lesson has already begun. 

I was at a buddy’s house and we were all pulling one card from the deck and shuffling. I was last. As I was shuffling I started talking about the Tower stalking me. I knew that if I outright said “I can pull the Tower often” that I probably wouldn’t have pulled the Tower. The odds were stacked against me. After I flipped my card over, it was the Tower. There was a known vortex in the house and I slept close to it that night because I wanted to see where it took me. Not long after I laid down, I found myself in a human test facility. I was an undetectable observer. Going down the hall I could see people in their beds puking and dying. Then an alarm goes off staff start running down the hall and I follow suit. The door at the end of the hall opens to a tall cliff, and I jump off and a parachute carries me to safety and I wake up back in my body soaked in sweat. It was already daylight. Here's where it gets weird: Exactly one week later, Sunday, I'm watching my favorite TV show, P...

Local lore says that there are eyes in the sky. At first, I just thought I was looking for satellites, but damn  was I wrong. When I first came to Globe, maybe 15 years ago, it was for one week, and I was talking with an elder who told me to keep looking up every night if I wanted to see what he was talking about. He called them "Eyes in the Sky." I lost interest the first night after 10 minutes. Though I did see what I could now consider a small drone from 2020 technology.  Fast forward to 3 years ago and I was with my friend at a Kava bar in Tempe. We had two drinks and walked it off at the cemetery across the street. On our way out, I felt a sudden sense of peace wash over me. An unusual amount. All worries faded. Roughly ten seconds later, my friend starts looking up at the sky in utter disbelief. But I saw nothing out of the ordinary. My friend is just staring into the sky saying  "What is that?! What the fuck IS that?!"  On the way home my friend was still pre...

I was extremely suicidal right after the pandemic hit. We were on lockdown, and I had been holding onto some mushrooms for a while. I was mostly microdosing, but when my thoughts of ending my life got serious, I decided to ask the shrooms for some insight. I eyeballed 3 grams which were three shrooms total. I consecrated them and consumed them later that night, roughly midnight. I put on binaural beats for astral projection, and after maybe 30 minutes, colorful lights started dripping down through the darkness. I hear a sudden vacuum surround the room. It reached further out than my headphones. I looked at my watch and noted the time. Then a black portal, about the size of a Victorian mirror, manifested itself at the foot of my bed. I was doubtful, and I heard a voice in my mind say  "Come on, we got a long journey ahead. Are you coming or not?" My body began vibrating and I left it behind and climbed into the portal. I could sense the presence of at least 3 entities and they...

The night I knew, was October 13, 2022 around 10pm. It was about to be my 36th birthday.  My teacher had taken me and a fellow student to the Casa Grande Domes. The land was cursed by the ancient Hohokam people, sometime in the 14th century, in response to the desecration of sacred sites. Construction started in 1982, originally intended to become an electronics headquarters, though the project was abandoned and the company went bankrupt.  So the three of us arrived at the domes around 10pm. As soon as we opened our doors, we were swept over with an invisible fog. Its presence was dark and heavy. The other student had a spirit app on his phone, and as we made our way closer to the domes, "Purgatory." I turned my light on and 6 inches from my left foot was a deceased calf in the middle of a red pentagram.  Moments later, my teacher raised his fist in silence as we approached a bush. I notice an orange light on the horizon acting strangely. We were silent and still for five...