Z's Grimoire

I summon your pain,

I summon your fear,

If you are an outcast,

Then call me your peer

Your tale is not my tale,

My tale is not yours,

But in our solidarity,

Light burns and endures.

Never neglect,

Your most basic of needs.

When the body is calling,

Your soul must take heed.

Tis a long long path,

We must walk to be true.

If winds hide your path,

May these words light your view;

Wisdom of sages,

Power through ages,

Recorded in pages,

To free from all cages.

Let the wisened blaze,

The trail to be laid.

Let the many hands help,

Let the many hands aid.

This is the area where I’d tell you about the specific intent, artifacts, cards or reagents used in the crafting of the spell, or a description of how the finished spell is cast as well as any other relevant notes.

For my first few (five) spells that I will be sharing, the spells that guided and shaped my awakening, I will instead share the tale of how they came to be:

This spell is an incredibly personal one, so personal that at this time I just can’t tell its story, even in the thickest metaphor.

What I will say at this time, is this was the first spell I set out with the intent of healing and uplifting my trans siblings, and though things did not exactly go to plan, by the time the tale was done, I was healed and uplifted and, with the lifting of my burdens, felt the call to aid others.

Blessed Be