Valentine’s Day Love Spells

For Valentines Day I thought I’d share a few love spells.

These spells are about visualizing your soul mate and using white magic and the Laws of Attraction rather than voo-doo ju-ju black magic.

Warning! If you dabble into the black arts it can be sad and dangerous as you take away someone’s free-will and that’s never a good thing.

Basic Love Spell
Get three pieces of string: pink, red, green. Braid them together while thinking of your soul mate. Tie 7 knots in the string as you imagine this person. Wear or carry the braided string or keep it in a safe place.

 Spell For Bringing A Special Person Into Your life
At night, outside light a fire in a fireproof container. Concentrate on the person you want while drawing a red heart on a piece of paper. When finished burn it in the fire. White it burns meditate on your soul mate coming to you. When completed don’t forget to put out the fire.

Soul Mate Ritual
You will need 3 almonds, 3 raisins, milk and honey. Put the almonds and raisins under your pillow. Drink a glass of warm milk with a teaspoon of honey. Before you fall asleep keep that person in your mind.

Love Box Spell
During a new moon decorate a box yourself. Place 9 items into the box that represent love, romance and a relationship to you. Light a red and black candle. Pick up the objects in the box and focus on your soul mate. When finished snuff out the candles. Swap out items from time to time to keep fresh energy flowing.

Tarot Cards
Use only the star, lovers, and king-of-cups cards. Put the star card on a table and visualize that your soul mate is coming to you. Put the king-of-cups card on the table and think of your soul mate’s physical traits. Place the lovers card on top of the two cards and seal the deal.

Maybe the spells will work… or maybe not… no guarantees!

Books By JK Bovi
www.wickedhaints.com

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The Haunted Poet – Conrad Aiken

Some hauntings don’t necessarily take place in a house, a graveyard, a brewery or a hotel room. Sometimes a haunting occurs within. Such was the unfortunate case of Savannah born poet, Conrad Aiken.

His father and mother moved to Savannah from “up north” and settled into a nice brick home. Dr. Aiken was a brain surgeon and his wife a popular socialite. But the Aiken house was not a happy home. Conrad’s parents fought a lot and as time went on Conrad’s father turned dark and volatile.

One night, as the eleven-year-old Conrad lay in his bed he heard his parents arguing. He heard his father count to three, followed by one gunshot, and then another. Conrad ran to his parent’s room to find them both dead. His father had killed his mother, then shot himself in the head.

Little Conrad was sent “up north” to live with family. He graduated from Harvard and eventually became an American Pulitzer Prize-winning poet, short-story writer, novelist, and a critic. But the tragedy of his youth would haunt him and his writings forever. He was fearful he’d be afflicted by the insanity that his father had succumbed to. His poems were sometimes dismal and hauntingly sorrowful.

In his later years, Conrad moved back to Savannah, and morbidly odd as it may be, he bought and lived in the house next door to the family home. He spent many days in Bonaventure Cemetery by his parent’s graves.

One day he saw a ship named Cosmos Mariner pass by. When he inquired about where the ship was going he was told “destination unknown”. He decided that would be the perfect epitaph for his own grave. Being a true Savannahian, he selected his grave stone made in to a seating bench to invite visitors to sit down and share a drink with him.

I have in fact visited Conrad Aiken’s grave in Bonaventure Cemetery. I sat upon the bench and raised a glass of wine to toast The Haunted Poet to bid him a peaceful journey home.

Because we are all Cosmos Mariners sailing among the stars to unknown destinies.

Books By JK Bovi
www.wickedhaints.com

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Casting The Gift Net

I enjoying fishing in the tidal creeks around Savannah, but buying bait (shrimp and mullet) can become expensive. I decided to do what the locals do and learn to throw a cast net to get free bait that God so graciously put in the water for me.

Casting a net is no simple task. It requires practice to acquire the skills needed to toss out a perfect circle, tighten it up and haul in the bait.

To learn this skill I watched YouTube videos, asked questions, observed other cast netters, and I practiced, practiced and practiced until I was able to cast out my net and catch live free bait to go fishing.

The next trick was finding the bait to catch. I learned a bit about catching mullet (little 1-3″ fish) and found a creek that provided a good supply, but I had not been able to find a source for catching shrimp. I really wanted bait shrimp, but I couldn’t find any.

My perfect mullet spot was popular not only for me, but for another cast netter and often he’d be there first and he’d get all the mullet or we’d cast our nets in the same place and scare all the bait away. One day I got so mad that he was in my casting spot that I said, “forget it, I’ll find another mullet hole!” and I went to a different place.

I didn’t have much faith in this new place because it was not a good environment for little bait fish, but I cast out my net and to my delight and surprise… I pulled up a cast net heavy with shrimp! After only a few more casts I had a bucket of bait shrimp!

This wonderful new spot became a shrimp goldmine throughout the fishing season.

I’m grateful to the fisherman who forced me out of my favorite mullet hole because that was how I received the wonderful unexpected gift of the perfect shrimp casting hole.

Sometimes you never know how or where gifts will come to you, so my advice is Go forth… cast a wide net… see what ya get… and be thankful for cast net gifts.