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The Arte of Glamour has a mission: to help you find sustainable wonder in yourself, your spiritual practice and your life. Written with a dry wit and a keen understanding gained from years of working with magical ritual, the salt of the earth suggestions will encourage you to delve deeper into your ritual practice. Filled with tips, tricks, spells, a ritual format and a small book of spirits, The Arte of Glamour insists on beauty as something important in both spirituality and everyday life. Foreword by Gordon White.
Excerpt from Chapter Four: The Arte of the Ladies
Gates are a concept in many magical traditions. For me, notably, it’s the ADF Druidry ritual format. Whenever and however you first learn to open the gates between the worlds—be it casting a circle or doing a gate opening—the first few times felt like this to me: This is serious magical business. I, Deborah Castellano, have done magic. I created this space between worlds. I am amazing.
Eventually, you learn that gates and doors between the worlds are happening all the time. They’re constantly opening and closing naturally or through magical means. You do want a door to open between the worlds in your rite. It will be how the Ladies will enter into your ritual. Opening the door between the worlds will also make your magic more powerful because it will be happening in between this world and the other world. You’ll be setting up a liminal space. This is the best kind of space for spirit work and magic.
You could, of course, open the space yourself. But it’s a lot harder that way because you don’t have anyone to help you open the door from the other side of it. It would be helpful and wise to use a gatekeeper. I recommend asking the spirit I call Magic Herself for help.
What She’s Like
You’ll try to leave a trail of breadcrumbs to find her, but Magic Herself is trickier than that. She’s seen all your stupid mortal tricks before. Sometimes, her hair is long and raven with twigs and sprigs of rosemary in it. Sometimes, she wears a long, blue velvet dress. Sometimes, she waits for you at the bottom of the lake, her blond hair braided with kelp, a sword clutched in her hand. Sometimes, she has blue eyes, burning with fire. Sometimes, her eyes are as dark as the forest, deep as the ocean. Sometimes, she is as pale as wheat. Sometimes, she has cafe mocha dreadlocks, her skin as dark as the bear’s fur that she wears. Sometimes, she wears scraps of leather that she’s sewn together out with your sinew. Sometimes, she lives in a house that smells like ginger and nutmeg, past where the bare trees scratch against each other, shivering in the cold. Her house is the color of firelight. Her laugh is like a fox’s bark. She’ll invite you in. Her oven gleams warm and bright. She knows your secret desires. She knows what makes you desperate. She knows what makes you burn.
What She Does
Magic Herself opens gates. Magic Herself closes doors. Magic Herself guards your back in the ways between the worlds. Magic Herself shows you the underpinnings of your magic. She teaches you how to make your magic stronger. Magic Herself guides your hand during a ritual. She makes introductions. She carries your magic to the appropriate parties.
What She Likes
Magic Herself likes white candles, teacups, milk and honey. She craves clean water offerings. She likes waterhouse pictures, dragon’s blood, knives, daggers and cloaks. Magic Herself desires white sapphire.
Lady of doorways, Lady of lakes
Lady of darkness and light
Spirit of sorcery
Lady of hidden paths
She Who Enchants
She Who Opens the Way
She Who Instructs
Come, Fair Lady,
Come, Lady of Openings and Closings
Favor me with your presence