I could feel the storm coming, the raw energy of the lighting coursing through my viens, making me feel like I was going to jump out of my skin.
The Dark Fey was out- and she needed to play.
I sat in my chair, restless, irritable, knowing the power of this thing even before I saw the darkening of the sky. The clouds seethed with Dark Chi, coiling out to caress my aura, awakening that which should be left at rest.
"It's descending behind us!" came a shout from below and in a very few strides I stood at the center of my apartment, feet planted, hands spread out , palms facing down.
"This building stand strong and sure- through wind, hail, and rain endure- by the will of Lord and Lady SO MOTE IT BE!!"
At that moment, my left hand shot upwards to the ceiling and the storm's energy hit like a tsunami: the wind roared over the top of my roof, my whole body shaking, legs like jello, the energy purging me and [I can only describe it as such] cleansing me. I cried out a couple of times from the intensity, but when it was all done and the hail came, I was elated, laughing, and buzzing with power!
This is a true experience. Whether or not you believe in such occurances is insignificant- I know what I felt. To those who share my philosophies, I ask you to comment and share your own magickal experiences.
Blessed Be )O(
