My Halloween: Spellworkings, divination and drinking rum with ghosts
Santa Claus might be the Christmas guy, but I’m the Halloween guy! It’s one of the busiest times of the year for me. Not only do I have a string of spellworkings to do for clients – typically out in the woods after nightfall – but I also spend a couple of hours doing divinations.
Halloween is the traditional time for fortune telling, so I always crack open my old pack of spirit cards to see what the upcoming year holds for me and for a select group of clients who always book a reading at Halloween.
Once the spellworkings and divinations are done, it’s time to dine with the ghosts of my ancestors. I set set extra places at the table, along with seven shot glasses and a bottle of Cuban rum.
At the stroke of midnight, I pour a glass of rum for each of my ancestors and drink a toast to them.
Do they really appear at the table?
Well, I can feel their presence and I can see them with spirit vision when in trance. But if anyone else were there at the table, they might well not see anything – although I’d wager they’d feel the sudden chill that invades the room when my ancestors arrive.
