The same went for her, whenever she was going through an unusually emotional or turbulent time in her life I would know almost every aspect of what she was going through. The two-way digital/corporeal Gate of 9 also opened up a postern for teleplasty as my partner had sent one of her atavisms ("guides") through to assist in healing me and it totally worked (I'm usually skeptical of things this far fetched) as this particular guide was a doctor in his previous life I could feel the heat from his hands working on me. The same applied to her in a similar fashion. I sent a servitor on a mission in which it was bound to pass through her territory and it just so happen to 'decide' to make a stop in her yard late at night and say hello. It actually answered to its name when I told it to her. This was far beyond my experience with any other servitor or any other humans interaction with any of my own servitors. Then again, this was around the same time that I was doing evocations with the Goetia so, to me, it's almost not surprising that this particular entity took a liking to her.
Allow me to digress a bit here to offer up some background on our praxis before we get back into the Gate proper. My partner is what one might call a shaman-in-training and deals exclusively with the realms of trance, vision, imagination, as well as that of lucid dreaming. I, myself, am undergoing the shamanic operations detailed in Liber KKK which my partner has been of invaluable benefit to me. The five conjurations at the shamanic level occur in the fields of evocation, divination, enchantment, invocation, and illumination. Although these fields are somewhat alien to her, as she was not raised amidst the Hermetic tradition as I was, she knows not to what extent her aid has given me in these five areas; and so much more such as free-form conjure, Reiki, and necromancy. While my partner devotes much of her magickal time utilizing ancestor veneration, astral travel ("journeying"), and connecting with various atavisms I, on the other hand, am much more likely to find myself employing audiosigils, gematria, and bare-hands magick in my day to day practice. We seem to find quite a happy medium in the liminal spaces between these disparate motifs.
Both our methodologies seem to get the job done and both our practices represent effective peculiarities in the long run. Sure we hit dry spells as any magician does, but we shall proceed and continue to rock the mic. I mean, hell, we both spend time in meditation attempting to control our own minds whether this be through the exercises outlined in Liber MMM (motionlessness, breathing, not-thinking, the magical trances, and object, sound, and image concentration) or through Crowley's lectures on Yoga or through various banishings both modern and archaic. There are innumerous ways to go about perfecting the self or at least strive toward refining alchemical lead into gold. And we both spend quiet time in nature simply observing the air, trees, water and animals that surround us. The sounds, the smells, the subtle foreplay that exist between all phenomena. We all stumble along the way at some point, but it's our struggles that define us.
As we botch our way through life here on Midgard the Aesir laugh at us from Asgard and the demons thirst for our souls in Helheim. It is for several reasons that we chose our Gate of 9 to be modeled after Yggdrasil. Firstly, we have the deepest respect for early shamans and myself in particular the Northern European tribal seidrs who I initially read about ever so briefly in Jan Fries' book Visual Magick and later in his works Helrunar and Seidways. This led me to all manner of Nordic mythology and Asatru literature many, many moons ago. This is where the Teutonic influence stems from, but reading Richard Harner's classic The Way Of The Shaman also opened my eyes up to the possibility of there being multiple worlds upon which to travel in astral trance. Not that these ideas hadn't occurred to me prior to this, but they seemed somehow more accessible the way that Harner phrased it.
Typically our copulation takes place to the sounds of one of Z(enseider)Z's numerous albums, whatever happens to be the most recent title, but we listen to nothing as often as we do to this "best of" compilation recently thrown together by thee zeepotheosis in order that ritualists may have a soundtrack to fill their intellectual decompression chambers and so that transcendental meditatiors may have escorts in the absence of their own mantras with which to persuade their discursive mind to cease its unrelenting level of subjection over the individual cerebral data stream.
Aside from coital catharsis we also give The Gate of 9 offerings of blood and spirits in a pure crystal champagne flume used exclusively for The Gate and nothing else. This type of ritual is a bit more complex and involves other tools of the trade we have accumulated separately over the years and together in the last few months since receiving the hand painted artistry. Now, every once in awhile I gather together what I consider an arrangement of forfeitures to furnish The Gate of 9 with. I use a vessel to hold these provisions in and I pay devotion to our aperture with these contributions.
The process of collecting offerings takes more than one session and each time I unplug the small jar I burn white sage blowing smoke into the jar itself before and after including new ingredients. After which I fan the jar with my eagle feather up and down and back and forth invoking the fissive powers of air (DNA; the genome) in the process. Then I would chant the names of my three ascendant thoughtforms and blaze up in their honor. Upon closing the jar I would blow cigarette smoke into it to finalize the pact and then plug it back up. I keep the jar on top of a plaque given to me by Infek-Ren Sekem Khu (aka The Archetypal Theriomorph) who designed them himself and sent them to me shortly before his death in 2001.
The Gate of 9 is a potent magickal tool and one that we are constantly discovering new uses for. In fact, the artist is so detail oriented that just gazing can reveal some of the most awe-inspiring imagery that one hadn't noticed at first glance. Eyes within eyes. Faces within faces. Stare at the image long enough with a bit of a buzz going and you'll see what I mean. There is so much I'm omitting from this rite up out of the importance of silence. If you're ever down around our way we will be more than happy to show you The Gate of 9 and reveal its mysteries to you in person, but until then you'll have to deal with the haphazard mess on an article I've written out here.