Vepar is the 42nd spirit listed in the Ars Goetia. This demon, which is often perceived by today’s practitioners as female, is said to appear as a mermaid. She rules over the seas and will guide the ships sailing upon it as well as fill them with weaponry and armor. She can make the oceans stormy at the magician’s request. On a smaller but no less destructive level, she can cause wounds in others. At her urging, maggots will breed in these sores and your enemy will die within three days.
Modern occultists such as Ford and Connolly indicate the Vepar can sway the seas of human emotion as well. In particular, she is a good daemon to invoke if you wish to deal with your own toxic emotions. A daemon that can create wounds must have a good understanding of what causes us dis-ease, after all. I’ve had good luck working with her in this context over the last week.
This is Vepar’s sigil.
Personally, I see the flow of water in its shape, as well as the belly of a ship heavy with weapons. Three daggers thrust downwards perhaps indicate the toxicity she can cause—and remove.
Welcome to my last entry for the March Domagick Challenge. Honestly, I’m glad it is over. Blogging on a daily basis has taken up too much of my time. No offense! I prefer to spend more time living life than writing about it, and this month the balance tipped too far the other way for my liking.
I made sure to start today off right, however. As soon as I was dressed, I chanted the Five Warrior Syllables 21 times. From there, I moved into intoning the Five Elemental Words and the enn of Crocell. I left for my errands today feeling much more centered than I have been as a result. This means that I must continue this practice regardless of whether or not the challenge has come to an end. It’s simply that important to my well-being.
Once home from my errands, I gathered my art supplies, sat down at my desk, and tried to capture a couple “snapshots” of a ritual I was simultaneously conducting in the astral. Crocell had suggested a couple of days ago that I host a Rite of Imbibement for disliked parts of myself. I’d had my doubts but Crocell’s sigil kept popping into my mind. In my opinion, it resembles a winged chalice atop the alchemical symbol for fire—which makes sense since he is a daemon that is supposed to warm water. I thought it was highly likely that he might warm the hearts of those willing to share ritual wine with one another too, so I decided to go through with the ritual.
Through the Tarot, I asked Crocell afterward how the rite had gone and pulled the Knight of Cups in response. I sensed this meant I have taken a step in the right direction and made a great start, but there is still work to be done. My quest is not yet over.
When I asked him if I had grown thanks to the Domagick Challenge, I received a similar response. I turned over the Three of Wands. In other words, I completed this month of work but it is just the beginning of the work ahead of me. I agree with this assessment. I’ve discovered the main triggers feeding my anxiety yet I haven’t “cured” it, if such a thing is even possible. Then again, I said I would be satisfied with a reduction in the amount of anxiety I feel. I suppose I must keep that promise and not feel disappointed that I haven’t discovered a magickal pill that makes it go away overnight.
Conversely, I have pushed my own boundaries repeatedly this month. Whenever I’ve realized I’m holding myself back for no good reason, I’ve done the thing I was afraid to do. I don’t like seeing myself as a coward, so I’m determined not to be one. I also had a serious discussion about finances with my partners this morning and how to resolve our issues with them as a team. That is also a huge step towards lessening my anxiety, and I believe things are truly looking up.
Since I found it successful yesterday, I started my work with a Tarot reading again today. This time, I asked Sitri if a specific endeavor would reawaken my passion for writing. She responded with the Star. This card is a symbol of hope for me. It also represents the goals we strive to attain, and that we need to keep our spirits up when they seem beyond our reach. The Star means inspiration, rejuvenation, and a new burst of energy. If felt extremely comforted by her answer.
I created a picture for Sitri in thanks. Pastels are a new medium for me—and a challenging one. I is difficult for me to depict the kind of detail I want with them. Even so, this is the first piece I have felt truly happy with in as long as I can remember. I wanted to capture the joy I felt dancing with her yesterday as well as the meaning of the card I’d turned over today, the Star. I think I did that.
While I drew, I repeated Sitri’s enn in my mind. I may or may not get around to working with the Five Warrior Syllables today. The rest of my day is slated as family time, and I mean to enjoy it thoroughly. May the Star of Hope light your way!
I started today off with a visit to a trusted advisor and laid out what’s been going on in my life since the Domagick Challenge began. I talked about how it has made me think again about going back to school, as well as how my diverse interests and skill sets could lead me in a variety of different directions. Concentrating on just one of them feels impossible, thus my frustration and restlessness. I feel like I need to do something but I can’t figure out what that is.
My entry today will be extremely short as the majority of my practice will occur too late in the day for me to write about it until tomorrow. After dinner, I will be attending the first part of the Five Warrior Syllables workshop, and that’s where I’m focusing the majority of my energy. I may have to play catch-up all weekend, if not right a huge entry on Monday with very brief ones in between.
Last night’s sound healing class was as fantastic as the first. I found it easier to open up this time around than I did previously, possibly due to having met each of the participants once before, but more likely because we spent a portion of the evening sharing: song, stories, and tea. I was in a good mood when I left—and intrigued but a new idea. We’d talked about how the word ‘holy’ connects to the concept of ‘wholeness;’ in some traditions, healers do not consider their patients broken at all. It’s certainly something to ponder in regards to my personal domagick challenge.
I continued today with the five warrior syllables but did not feel any tingling in my third eye. This might have been because I vibrated the syllables in front of my partner, which made me feel somewhat self-conscious. He didn’t care what I was doing, yet I remained aware someone else was in the room who wasn’t taking part in my spiritual practice. This continues to be a problem with having downsized our apartment; we pay less rent, but I also have far less space within which to work. So far, I can’t see any way around it except moving my practice from place to place so I can be alone. With my fibromyalgia, I find this sometimes tires me out so much that I then don’t want to practice magick at all. I know I will find a solution, but one just hasn’t come to me yet.
There are innumerable ways to work with daemons. Often magicians command daemons to obey their will and try to force them to do what they want. As a Daemonolater, I believe daemons are divine intelligences and prefer to treat them more respectfully.
This morning, for example, I reached out to the daemon Salleos by singing his enn, a short phrase which acts as a daemon’s calling card and can be used as focal point just like a sigil. Later in the day, I concentrated on his seal until my eyes grew heavy, and then drew a tarot card for guidance.
When I asked Salleos how I could treat myself in a more loving and compassionate manner, the Two of Cups fell out during my shuffling. In the Thoth deck, this card is literally titled ‘Love,’ and can mean a union of two people as well as uniting with neglected parts of yourself. Since I’d drawn a picture earlier called “Romancing My Shadow,” I believe I’m on the right track.
You see, Salleos is best known for causing men and women fall in love, but I don’t need romantic help right now. However, I’ve practiced core-shamanism for twenty years now, and shamans are known to marry spirit helpers of the opposite sex in many traditions. Once I applied some outside the box thinking to how scared I am of my being myself, especially my artistic self, I realized I could work with Salleos to reconcile with that part of me. I spent a good portion of my day setting up an art studio in my house to woo “her.”
As per my agreement with myself, I also:
Listened to the soundtrack from the novel I’ve decided not to work on this month. No anxiety came up except the feeling, again, that I should be working on it. I chair danced it away.
Took two photos as part of my decision to make art every day. These were taken in response to the “water” prompt in the WordPress #developingyoureye challenge.