#abre camino

[lailoken]

Setting up some Road Opening work for a client. 🗝🚪✨️

[iamwinklebottom]

Legba wanted to give a message to whoever finds this.

All of my spirits have been making me give or throw things away to refresh and give out certain energies. Don’t be afraid to give or throw anything out when you’re called to.

He also said “study the greats;” this just isn’t “leaders” of the spiritual community. This could be anything.

“No, don’t be easily lead or mislead. Do not low vibrationally repurpose or low vibrationally copy, but be very inspired.”

I hope you guys are doing welllllll. Much love.

[witchcraftingboop]

I need the people who are on their "clean/stir with intention" shit to discover consecrated floor and door washes. Like I just wanna see them thrive on a good abre camino floor wash and their whole "intention is everything/enough" vibe switch up

[nfumbewalk]

Abre Camino W/O Abre Camino!

Old Lucero shrine.

This is an excellent road opening recipe that really works if you don't have Abre Camino.

Allspice Cinnamon Bay Sage Clover or Vetiver

Cook herbs for 7-9 minutes. Strain & bottle. Add colonia (Florida Water, Bay Rum, or Kolonia 1800), and holy or Serene Water.

Powder it up & use it on candles (carefully!), sprinkle & dust etc.

This recipe is original & very potent. I've used it for many years. With myself & clients.

Pass around the recipe but give some 💖 and credit to Jen @ nfumbewalk@tumblr.com.

Queries? Inbox me.

If you like recipes, I have plenty more to come, that aren't online or in books!

[satyrmagos]

Road-opening Ritual for Clearing Obstacles and Creating Opportunities

Today I offer a second ritual meant to clear obstacles and create opportunities. My last post was a ritual specifically designed for someone working within the idiosyncratic framework of the Bell, Book, and Blade. This one is similar, but more universal: intended for anyone who practices witchcraft at an altar. I have recently come to understand that the common name for this sort of ritual –…

[apesoformythoughts]

‘Here [Numbers 13-14] we see how fear of the very difficulty involved in fulfilling the divinely appointed task can become debilitating. Though the Israelites had set out as a military force ready to fight, when the propitious moment arrives, they fall back in cowardice. So catastrophic is this decision that God himself is on the verge of giving up on the entire project […] It is only the abject imploring of Moses that dissuades the Lord from this resolution.

Now, though he is willing to forgive the rebels and permit them to survive, the Lord nevertheless imposes a brutal punishment: “None of the people who have seen my glory and the signs that I did in Egypt and in the wilderness, and yet have tested me these ten times and have not obeyed my voice, shall see the land that I swore to give to their ancestors; none of those who despised me shall see it.” As always, we should read these sentences and punishments of God not as arbitrary or driven by sheer emotion, but rather as expressive of the fundamental moral law that wickedness, spiritual cowardice, and lack of faith have real consequences. Here, we should see that the attainment of the Promised Land—which is to say, the fulfillment of our deepest longings, union with God—is irreconcilable with fear. If we shrink from the spiritual challenge because we are afraid of the opposition we will face, we will, quite simply, never get what we want. God tells Moses that the rebels will all die in the desert, for God will wait them out […]

Lest we see this resolution as simply brutal and implacable, we might consult the formula from the First Letter of John: “Perfect love casts out fear” (1 John 4:18). For John, the opposite of love is not hate but fear, for fear is primarily what locks one into the narrow space of the pusilla anima (small soul). The Promised Land, the goal of all spiritual striving, is nothing other than love, for love is what God is, and God is what we all finally want. What is simply incompatible, therefore, with the entry into the arena of love is fear.’

— Bp. Robert Barron

[cafeconbrujeria]

It’s simultaneously true that the Latino erasure in American conjure is WILD, and that some people are way too comfortable reading two tumblr posts and going out to shove graveyard dirt into their purse.

[cinemedios]

'Abre': 25 Años de la Pérdida de la Razón

Luego de casi 5 años, Fito Páez al fin volvía a hacer un disco de estudio en solitario luego de sus enredados casos con Joaquín Sabina y no decepcionó para nada, por eso ahora en su 25 aniversario revisitamos un álbum que hizo a más de un medio afirmar que Páez volvía a ser el de antes.

Luego de casi 5 años, Fito Páez al fin volvía a hacer un disco de estudio en solitario luego de sus enredados casos con Joaquín Sabina y no decepcionó para nada, por eso ahora en su 25 aniversario revisitamos un álbum que hizo a más de un medio afirmar que Páez volvía a ser el de antes. Reseña Musical | ‘Abre’ Luego de más de una discusión con su hasta entonces amigo y colega Joaquín Sabina con…

[zior2016]

LA MAGIA BLANCA:

La magia blanca va en contra de la magia negra y es la que combate los hechizosmalignos, pues la magia blanca busca la prosperidad, la integridad, el desarrollo físico y mental en conexión con el espíritu. Su base es la armonización de la buena voluntad humana con las fuerzas de la Naturaleza.

La Magia Blanca llamada también benéfica, es inofensiva y se puede utilizar para facilitar ciertas acciones que queremos obtener, abriéndonos el camino para la obtención de ciertos fines…

Buscar un trabajo, conseguir un ascenso, una boda, una pareja, salud, belleza, más energía, buenas notas en los estudios de nuestros hijos, restablecer la buena comunicación con alguien, restablecer la armonía en el hogar, reconciliarse con una amiga o con la pareja, limpiar de energías negativas de nuestra casa o de nosotros mismos… Los podemos hacer nosotros mismos/as. Esto no hace daño a nadie.

[lauramelo3887]

💸💸💸Invocación al Ángel Pathiel 🌟 Abre tus caminos hoy mismo para recibir...

[diana-thyme]

Witchcraft and Cars

A small list of ideas of witchy things that you can do to your car. I hope this inspires you!

Keep a protection satchel in your car

Put road opening oil on the dashboard/outside of car/mirrors/seats/etc. to avoid traffic (not Abre Camino oil)

Put luck oil on the dashboard/outside of car/mirrors/seats/etc. to avoid accidents

Hang charms or spell bags on the rearview mirror

Keep crystals in cup holders/door pockets/glove box/etc.

Make steering wheel covers or mirror covers and enchant them

Making and/or enchanting window shades

Get air fresheners (vent or hanging) that correspond with your intents (scent or shape)

Use essential oils that correspond with your intents

Keeping a worry stone in the car

Keeping lucky things (rabbit feet, feathers, luck charms, etc.) in the car

Playing grounding/visualizing/whatever music that corresponds with your intents for the day

Keep a spell bag in your car to bring it back to you if it’s lost/stolen/towed

Keep a mini broom in your car (for protection and to clean it)

Create sigils to use in your car (drawing them on with writing utensils/water/oil, keeping a piece of paper with them written on it, etc.)

Enchant windows and mirrors to be more aware of the road and conditions

Keep a satchel to remember things (parking permits, your registration and license, your wallet, your keys, etc.)

Enchant coins for prosperity and easy access to parking or tolls

Get car washes to cleanse and purify your car or to banish unwanted energies (spirits, people, luck, etc.)

Keep a grounding spell in your car to always find your way home (never get lost!)

Keep a spare divination tool in your car just in case

Keep a voice recorder in your car to record any spiritual thoughts or ideas you may have and to keep your mind flowing

Enchant your steering wheel to turn easily

Enchant your mirrors to never go out of place

Manifest/pray/etc. in traffic or when having to wait in your car

Use colors from stickers, covers, decor, etc. in your car that correspond with your intent

Enchant your tires to never get stuck, never get you lost, never flat, etc.

Take random drives during slow hours to clear your mind or ground yourself

[flan-tasma]

With a Baby! (Neuvilette x Fem!Reader)

💖~ Hey, I'm back!

Yeh, I'm not dead, I just disappeared a lot.

Warning: Nope now💖, light spicy at point three, Female Reader | Google Translate sponsors me (it's a lie) If I made any mistakes in the english translation, I would be happy to read your comments! | Content in spanish and english

Spanish:

Neuvilette ha pensado antes en tener una familia contigo, siempre que te comportas tan bonita como siempre con él, cuando cuidas de alguna Melusine que encuentran en el camino a casa o cuando haces cosas tan normales como preparar algo de comer. Siempre piensa en ti como una madre fabulosa.

La idea de que seas una figura cariñosa con posibles hijos suyos pasa desde los escenarios más dulces y adorables, verte cargando a un pequeñito parecido a él y llamándolo tu amor, levantarse y verte arrullar a una niñita con sus ojos. Está en las nubes cada que lo imagina.

Luego todo lo dulce se va filtrando a la necesidad de que tengas a sus hijos, la necesidad de verte con el vientre abultado por su escencia, la necesidad de criarte. Y eso es exactamente lo que hace.

Luego de que logran tener un descendiente, creo que Neuvillette tiene problemas a la hora de llamarlo. Le dices que es un bebé y él dice que es una cría, con el tiempo aprende a llamarlo bebé, pero sigue susurrando que es una pequeña cría formándose en el vientre de su mamá, todo mientras acaricia tu estómago.

Durante el embarazo se vuelve muy sobreprotector. No quiere que te muevas mucho y te canses, no tienes que levantarte a cocinar porque puedes quedarte, no debes agacharte, él recogerá lo que tiraste o te conseguirá otro. Solo no quiere que te hagas daño.

Definitivamente hace una especie de nido con ropa vieja y cómoda, almohadas y deja alguna piedra brillante porque brilla y cree que te gustará.

Sigue preguntándose si pondrás un huevo o no, solo espera que no te duela mucho. Se prepara mucho para dar la bienvenida al pequeño nuevo ser que tendrá su sangre, ya eligieron un nombre, ropa y juguetes divertidos.

Estuvo muy enfocado en decorar la habitación del bebé, quería que los colores le dieran paz y que le gustara su habitación.

Cuando el bebé nace, casi está rezando a todas las deidades que conoce o conoció porque no quiere que sufras, pero se calma cuando le dicen que todo está bien y que el parto está llendo con naturalidad.

¡Felicidades, tienen un adorable bebé! Al inicio puede ser extraño, tal vez incómodo y doloroso, pero hey, estás dando a luz a un dragón.

Literalmente un dragón, largo y escamoso, con pelo muy corto y casi inexistente. Parece un pequeño perrito, pero Neuvilette dice que es normal, aprenderá a tomar forma humana cuando crezca.

Lleva al bebé y a su pareja a casa y los hace descansar mientras se toma su tiempo analizando al drahoncito que tiene en brazos, cómo se retuerce entre sus brazos y cómo su respiración se siente en su mano. Está casi llorando y lo sabes porque algunas gotitas empiezan a resbalarse por la ventana.

Está muy feliz, abraza a la cría y lo acurruca en su pecho, dándole calor, recordándole que su papá estaba con él. Que nunca estaría solo, siempre tendría a alguien que cuide de él.

Cuando pasa un tiempo y el pequeño ya abre los ojos, Neuvilette está decidido. Te mira con toda la seriedad del mundo y te pide dos o tres crías más. Quiere una camada.

English:

Neuvilette has thought about having a family with you before, whenever you behave as nice as ever with him, when you take care of some Melusine you meet on the way home or when you do things as normal as preparing something to eat. He always thinks of you as a fabulous mother.

The idea that you are a loving figure with possible children of his comes from the sweetest and most adorable scenarios, seeing you holding a little boy who looks like him and calling him your love, getting up and seeing you cooing at a little girl with his eyes. He is in the clouds every time he imagines it.

Then everything sweet filters into the need for you to have his children, the need to see yourself with a bulging belly due to his essence, the need to breed you. And that's exactly what he does.

After you manage to have an offspring, I think Neuvillette has problems calling the baby. You tell him it's a baby and he says it's a offspring, eventually he learns to call it a baby, but he keeps whispering that it's a little baby growing in his mother's belly, all while caressing your stomach.

During pregnancy he becomes very overprotective. He doesn't want you to move a lot and get tired, you don't have to get up to cook because you can stay, you don't have to bend over, he will pick up what you threw away or get you another one. He just doesn't want you to get hurt.

He definitely makes a kind of nest with old and comfortable clothes, pillows and leaves some shiny stones because it's shines and he thinks you will like it.

He keeps wondering if you'll lay an egg or not, he just hopes it doesn't hurt too much. He prepares a lot to welcome the little new being that will have his blood, you have already chosen a name, clothes and fun toys.

He was very focused on decorating the baby's room, he wanted the colors to give them peace and he wanted them to like their room.

When the baby is born, he is almost praying to all the deities he knows or knew because he doesn't want you to suffer, but he calms down when the doctor tell him that everything is fine and that the birth is going naturally.

Congratulations, you have an adorable baby At first it may be strange, maybe uncomfortable and painful, but hey, you are giving birth to a dragon.

Literally a dragon, long and scaly, with very short and almost non-existent hair. He looks like a small dog, but Neuvilette says it's normal, he will learn to take human form when he grows up.

He takes the baby and his partner home and makes them rest while he takes his time analyzing the little dragon in his arms, how he squirms in his arms and how his breath feels on his hand. He is almost crying and you know it because some droplets start to slide down the window.

He is very happy, hugs the baby and snuggles it into his chest, giving it warmth, reminding him that his father was with him. That he would never be alone, he would always have someone to take care of him.

When some time passes and the little one opens his eyes, Neuvilette is determined. He looks at you with all the seriousness in the world and asks for two or three more offsprings. He wants a brood.

[navegandoportumente-blog]

Abriéndome camino a través de tu carne trémula...

Jadeos huyen del interior de tu boca...

Adentrándome en tu húmeda caverna con frenesí y pasión...

Jadeos y suspiros profundos crean un hilo musical que adorna esta lujuriosa escena...

Separando tus labios con mi tórrida daga cuál cuchillo candente que se adentra en la mantequilla sin encontrar obstáculo alguno...

Sintiéndo como el calor de tus entrañas baña mi erecta masculinidad produciendo sensaciones indescriptibles...

Moldeo tu cuerpo adaptándolo a mis designios, favoreciéndo tu placer,

facilitando la inmersión de mi brillante glande en tu encharcado s3xô...

Asiéndome a tus tobillos,

apoyándome en tu muslo para favorecer el martilleo de mis caderas sobre tu vagina...

Tu respiración agitada,

tu boca abierta,

tu piel sudada,

tus ojos cerrados,

tus obscenos piropos a mi diamantino falo...

Abre los ojos y mírame mientras los dos corremos al unísono mientras de nuestros s3xôs manan ríos de pasión...

©Navegandoportumente ✍️

[vivencias-del-alma]

Maestra vida

La vida es maestra en experiencia,

muestra caminos, nos abre puertas,

nos va marcando con hondas huellas,

fecunda el alma con sus enseñanzas.

Ventana abierta a la esperanza,

destellos son en la tiniebla,

suaviza formas, pinta el paisaje,

la vida es maestra en experiencias,

nos va marcando con sus respuestas.

Amanda Ackermann

[babylon-crashing]

alejandra pizarnik's árbol de diana [completa]

1. He dado el salto de mí al alba, he dejado mi cuerpo junto a la luz y he cantado la tristeza de lo que nace.

I have leaped from myself into the dawn, I have left my body next to the light and sung the sadness of what is born.

2. Éstas son las versiones que nos propone: un agujero, una pared que tiembla …

These are the versions proposed: a hole, a shaking wall …

3. sólo la sed el silencio ningún encuentro cuídate de mí amor mío cuídate de la silenciosa en el desierto de la viajera con el vaso vacío y de la sombra de su sombra

only thirst silence no chance encounter be careful of me, my love be careful of the silent one in the desert of the traveler with the empty glass and the shadow of her shadow

4. AHORA BIEN: Quién dejará de hundir su mano en busca delbvtributo para la pequeña olvidada. El frío pagará. Pagará el viento. La lluvia pagará. Pagará el trueno.

WELL NOW: Who will stop plunging her hand in searching for the tributes for the forgotten girl? The cold will pay. The wind will pay. As will the rain. And the thunder.

5. por un minuto de vida breve única de ojos abiertos por un minuto de ver en el cerebro flores pequeñas danzando como palabras en la boca de un mundo

just for a moment in this short life to be the one with open eyes for just a minute to witness small flowers in the brain dancing like words in the mouth of a world

6. ella se desnuda en el paraíso de su memoria ella desconoce el feroz destino de sus visiones ella tiene miedo de no saber nombrar lo que no existe

she strips naked in the paradise of her memory she does not know the cruel destiny of her visions she is afraid of not knowing how to name what does not exist

7. Salta con la camisa en llamas De estrella a estrella. De sombra en sombra. Muere de muerte lejana La que ama al viento.

She jumps with her shirt on fire From star to star. From shadow to shadow. She dies a distant death She who loves the wind.

8. Memoria iluminada, galería donde vaga la sombra de lo que espero. No es verdad que vendrá. No es verdad que no vendrá.

Illuminated memory, gallery where the shadow of what I wait for wanders. It's not true that it'll come. It is not true that it won't.

9. Estos huesos brillando en la noche, estas palabras como piedras preciosas en la garganta viva de un pájaro petrificado, este verde muy amado, esta lila caliente, este corazón sólo misterioso.

These bones glowing in the night, these words like precious stones in the living throat of a petrified bird, this beloved green, this hot lilac, this mysterious heart.

10. un viento débil lleno de rostros doblados que recorto en forma de objetos que amar

a weak wind full of bent faces that I slice into objects to love

11. ahora en esta hora inocente yo y la que fui nos sentamos en el umbral de mi mirada

now in this innocent hour the one I once was sits with me on the threshold of my gaze

12. no más las dulces metamorfosis de una niña de seda sonámbula en la cornisa de niebla su despertar de mano respirando de flor que se abre al viento

no more the sweet metamorphoses of a silk girl sleepwalker on the edge of fog her breathing hand awakening like a flower that blooms in the wind

13. explicar con palabras de este mundo que partió de mí un barco llevándome

explain with words from this world that a boat left my self carrying me away

14. El poema que no digo, el que no merezco. Miedo de ser dos camino del espejo: alguien en mí dormido me come y me bebe

The poem that I do not say, the one that I do not deserve. Fear of being two the way of the mirror: someone asleep inside me she eats me and drinks me

15. Extraño desacostumbrarme de la hora en que nací. Extraño no ejercer más oficio de recién llegada.

I miss getting used to to the time when I was born. I miss not having to work anymore as a new arrival.

16. has construido tu casa has emplumado tus pájaros has golpeado al viento con tus propios huesos has terminado sola lo que nadie comenzó

you have built your house you have feathered your birds you've hit the wind with your own bones alone you finished what no one began

17. Días en que una palabra lejana se apodera de mí. Voy por esos días sonámbula y transparente. La hermosa autómata se canta, se encanta, se cuenta casos y cosas: nido de hilos rígidos donde me danzo y me lloro en mis numerosos funerales. (Ella es su espejo incendiado, su espera en hogueras frías, su elemento místico, su fornicación de nombres creciendo solos en la noche pálida.)

Days when a distant word seizes me. I pass through those days sleepwalking and transparent. The beautiful automaton sings to herself, it is loved, tells herself things and stories: a nest of rigid threads where I dance and cry in my numerous funerals. (She is her own burning mirror, she wait for cold fires, her mystical element, she fucks with the names that grow alone in the pale night.)

18. como un poema enterado del silencio de las cosas hablas para no verme

like a poem aware of the silence of things you talk so as not to see me

19. cuando vea los ojos que tengo en los míos tatuados

when you see the eyes I've tattooed on mine

20. dice que no sabe del miedo de la muerte del amor dice que tiene miedo de la muerte del amor dice que el amor es muerte es miedo dice que la muerte es miedo es amor dice que no sabe

she says she doesn't know about fear of death of love says she is afraid of death of love says that love is death is fear says that death is fear is love she says that she does not know

21. he nacido tanto y doblemente sufrido en la memoria de aquí y allá

I've been born so often and doubly suffering in the memory of here and there

22. en la noche un espejo para la pequeña muerta un espejo de cenizas

at night a mirror for the little dead girl a mirror of ashes

23. una mirada desde la alcantarilla puede ser la visión del mundo la rebelión consiste en mirar una rosa hasta pulverizarse los ojos

a view from the gutter a vision of the world resistance consists of looking at a rose until your eyes become dust

24. (un dibujo de Wols) estos hilos aprisionan a las sombras y las obligan a rendir cuentas del silencio estos hilos unen la mirada al sollozo

(a drawing by Wols) these threads imprison the shadows and force them to account for silence these threads unite your gaze with their sob

25. (exposición Goya) un agujero en la noche súbitamente invadido por un ángel

(Goya exhibition) a hole in the night suddenly invaded by an angel

26. (un dibujo de Klee) cuando el palacio de la noche encienda su hermosura pulsaremos los espejos hasta que nuestros rostros canten como ídolos

(a drawing by Klee) when the night palace blazes with beauty we'll bring together the mirrors until our faces sing like idols

27. un golpe del alba en las flores me abandona ebria de nada y de luz lila ebria de inmovilidad y de certeza

dawn ricocheting off flowers leaving me drunk on nothing and on violet drunk with languor and certainty

28. te alejas de los nombres que hilan el silencio de las cosas

you flee from the names that spin the silence of things

29 Aquí vivimos con una mano en la garganta. Que nada es posible ya lo sabían los que inventaban lluvias y tejían palabras con el tormento de la ausencia. Por eso en sus plegarias había un sonido de manos enamoradas de la niebla.

Here we live with a hand to our throat. That nothing is possible the inventors of rain knew this and wove their words into the torment of absence. This is why in her prayers sound like hands in love with the fog.

30 en el invierno fabuloso la endecha de las alas en la lluvia en la memoria del agua dedos de niebla

in the fabulous winter the lament of the wings in the rain in the memory of water in fingers of fog

31 Es un cerrar de ojos y jurar no abrirlos. En tanto afuera se alimenten de relojes y de flores nacidas de la astucia. Pero con los ojos cerrados de un sufrimiento en verdad demasiado grande pulsamos los espejos hasta que las palabras olvidadas suenan mágicamente.

It means close your eyes and swear not to open them as strangers outside feed on the watches and flowers born from your cunning. But with the closed eyes, with vast suffering, we must tempt the mirrors until all their forgotten words sound magical.

32 Zona de plagas donde la dormida come lentamente su corazón de medianoche.

Plague zone where a sleeping woman slowly eats her midnight heart.

33 alguna vez alguna vez tal vez me iré sin quedarme me iré como quien se va

one day someday maybe I will go without staying I'll go like one who's leaving

34 la pequeña viajera moría explicando su muerte sabios animales nostálgicos visitaban su cuerpo caliente

the little traveler died explaining her death while wise nostalgic animals visited her body, still warm

35 Vida, mi vida, déjate caer, déjate doler, mi vida, déjate enlazar de fuego, de silencio ingenuo, de piedras verdes en la casa de la noche, déjate caer y doler, mi vida.

Life, my life, let yourself fall, let yourself hurt, my life, let yourself bond with fire, with naive silence, with green stones in the house of the night, let yourself fall and hurt, my life.

36 en la jaula del tiempo la dormida mira sus ojos solos el viento le trae la tenue respuesta de las hojas

in the time cage the sleeping woman looks at her lonely eyes the wind brings the leave's distant answer

37 más allá de cualquier zona prohibida hay un es pejo para nuestra triste transparencia

beyond every forbidden area lies a mirror for our sad transparency

38 Este canto arrepentido, vigía detrás de mis poemas: este canto me desmiente, me amordaza.

This repentant song, peering out from behind my poems: this song negates me, it silences me.