Ariadne the Scribe
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Hello, my beautiful Family.
Back in July, I did the summoning ritual for Lord Volac in order to ask for his assistance in finding an ideal job for me. I told him that I can give him a poem in return, and I felt a positive energy, realizing that he was in agreement with that.
At that time, I was unemployed, and we had Mercury retrograde. Although the summoning was successful (I felt his peaceful energy), I was nervous with the idea of finding a new job at that time. I asked him if it's possible to wait until Mercury goes direct. That night, I had a dream of a man who leaned on a wall and waited for me. I was running in order to reach him, but he was relaxed and patient. When I finally reached him, he wasn't angry or annoyed.
I took this as a sign that he could wait until the retrograde was over.
(As a side note, I had more than enough savings that I was purposely using as I wanted to take advantage of my time off work; so there was no "rush," so to speak)
As days passed, I decided to start writing the poem. I used the tarot. It's important to note that I haven't practiced much at all with the tarot, but it was the only way I could receive direct signs from the Gods.
I started asking him questions (who he is, what he thinks of us Zevists, what he rules over). I shuffled the cards and then I pulled one.
It was an overall incredible experience.
The first time I shuffled the cards, one card fell over. I looked at its name and thought that it's not possible that this card is connected to him (without even reading the card's attributes) - but later on, when I shuffled the cards and pulled one, this card appeared again.
This card was: Death XIII.
Its explanation (from the booklet of the tarot I have) read: "We must experience partings and losses in order to appreciate the gifts of fate. He, who did not suffer, does not know how to be happy." (...) "The lesson of this card is that something ends and something else begins."
When I asked him what he thinks of us, Zevists, the card that I pulled was: The Tower XVI.
I couldn't understand how that card connected to us (although I did read the card's explanation), and I asked him about it. In my mind, came this thought: "We (the children of Zeus) are the ones who destroy the castle, who bring the change."
I will not write all the cards that I pulled. My communication with him was very direct. When I decided that the information I had received was enough for me to write the poem, I thanked him and I told him goodbye. I even told him that I may sleep now because I felt very relaxed, and I thought this was my need for sleep.
But no! After I said goodbye, this extreme and deep relaxation went away. It was his energy!
Finally, regarding his help with my ideal job... Many "coincidences" happened that prevented me from giving my CV to places that I thought would be "the ideal job" for me. Without going into details, at some point, it dawned on me what this ideal job actually is. And when I realized it (I was actually sending a voice message to a friend), I felt the shivers so badly, I literally felt lightning coursing through my body; energy all over with the realization that, this is it.
On a final note, this ideal job requires a lot of effort, time, persistence, and discipline. I am not "there yet," but I actually found a job (with absolutely perfect conditions) that gives me enough time to think and work on this ideal job. The ideal job is not a job for other people. It's a job for myself; something that I wanted ever since I was a child. However, I'd never think that I could do it. It was just a fantasy; just a "dream," never a goal. Lord Volac gave me the strength to actually pursue it.
Thank you for reading.
I hope you enjoy the poem.
The Lord of Change
This life is but a change,
an ever constant ripple.
The Wheel of Fortune spins,
and He stands in the middle.
The desert and the sea,
the day and the night,
a thing that once was not
shall rise into the light.
His presence light and gentle,
a lake with soft vibration.
Demonic love and patience;
a world filled with elation.
How blessed the Ones of Zeus,
with Volac as our Guide.
The heroes' noble pathway,
he fills with gold and might.
Hail Lord Volac!!
May you always be blessed.
Back in July, I did the summoning ritual for Lord Volac in order to ask for his assistance in finding an ideal job for me. I told him that I can give him a poem in return, and I felt a positive energy, realizing that he was in agreement with that.
At that time, I was unemployed, and we had Mercury retrograde. Although the summoning was successful (I felt his peaceful energy), I was nervous with the idea of finding a new job at that time. I asked him if it's possible to wait until Mercury goes direct. That night, I had a dream of a man who leaned on a wall and waited for me. I was running in order to reach him, but he was relaxed and patient. When I finally reached him, he wasn't angry or annoyed.
I took this as a sign that he could wait until the retrograde was over.
(As a side note, I had more than enough savings that I was purposely using as I wanted to take advantage of my time off work; so there was no "rush," so to speak)
As days passed, I decided to start writing the poem. I used the tarot. It's important to note that I haven't practiced much at all with the tarot, but it was the only way I could receive direct signs from the Gods.
I started asking him questions (who he is, what he thinks of us Zevists, what he rules over). I shuffled the cards and then I pulled one.
It was an overall incredible experience.
The first time I shuffled the cards, one card fell over. I looked at its name and thought that it's not possible that this card is connected to him (without even reading the card's attributes) - but later on, when I shuffled the cards and pulled one, this card appeared again.
This card was: Death XIII.
Its explanation (from the booklet of the tarot I have) read: "We must experience partings and losses in order to appreciate the gifts of fate. He, who did not suffer, does not know how to be happy." (...) "The lesson of this card is that something ends and something else begins."
When I asked him what he thinks of us, Zevists, the card that I pulled was: The Tower XVI.
I couldn't understand how that card connected to us (although I did read the card's explanation), and I asked him about it. In my mind, came this thought: "We (the children of Zeus) are the ones who destroy the castle, who bring the change."
I will not write all the cards that I pulled. My communication with him was very direct. When I decided that the information I had received was enough for me to write the poem, I thanked him and I told him goodbye. I even told him that I may sleep now because I felt very relaxed, and I thought this was my need for sleep.
But no! After I said goodbye, this extreme and deep relaxation went away. It was his energy!
Finally, regarding his help with my ideal job... Many "coincidences" happened that prevented me from giving my CV to places that I thought would be "the ideal job" for me. Without going into details, at some point, it dawned on me what this ideal job actually is. And when I realized it (I was actually sending a voice message to a friend), I felt the shivers so badly, I literally felt lightning coursing through my body; energy all over with the realization that, this is it.
On a final note, this ideal job requires a lot of effort, time, persistence, and discipline. I am not "there yet," but I actually found a job (with absolutely perfect conditions) that gives me enough time to think and work on this ideal job. The ideal job is not a job for other people. It's a job for myself; something that I wanted ever since I was a child. However, I'd never think that I could do it. It was just a fantasy; just a "dream," never a goal. Lord Volac gave me the strength to actually pursue it.
Thank you for reading.
I hope you enjoy the poem.
The Lord of Change
This life is but a change,
an ever constant ripple.
The Wheel of Fortune spins,
and He stands in the middle.
The desert and the sea,
the day and the night,
a thing that once was not
shall rise into the light.
His presence light and gentle,
a lake with soft vibration.
Demonic love and patience;
a world filled with elation.
How blessed the Ones of Zeus,
with Volac as our Guide.
The heroes' noble pathway,
he fills with gold and might.
Hail Lord Volac!!
May you always be blessed.
