The Tale of Two Psychic Business Rivals and One Clueless Druid

The Tale of Two Psychic Business Rivals and One Clueless Druid

Often when people come into the shop they see a huge assortment of oils of different brands and purposes. Immediately they ask me if the oils work, usually clutching a bottle of love oil. My answer is always, if properly intentioned they work well.

Keep in mind this singular statement by my aromatherapy teacher. “If I am in a bad mood, it doesn't matter what I mix, it smells awful.”

The original formulas for practically all the oils were mixed and created by a witch, ceremonial magician or HooDoo/Voodoo person with a specific outcome in mind. This outcome becomes what we call an intentioned thought form. It is kind of like a energetic cloud floating around just out of the sight and vibration of the physical world. When you intention the oil for a specific purpose aligned with that intentioned thought identified by its components and odor, it connects to the intentioned thought form that the witch or HooDoo person has built over a series of years and packs a punch. If it doesn't manage a connection, it may float along with it and manage to siphon a bit of energy off the master cloud to work a bit but if you didn't place intention on it, there is no predicting how it will actually work.

The lesson here is that using any metaphysical product is not add water and stir but set up some candles for energy and intention. It takes time.

I have a shop full of money oils and I am good at tapping into the intention, but they just didn't work for the metaphysical aspects as well as I wanted. Yes, I could use them and sell a lot of product but not the product I really wanted to sell or the services I wanted to sell. In short, I was getting tied up in the mundane where I didn't like to live. Hence one afternoon, under the right aspects I decided to mix up some oils designed to bring money into a business, but with a metaphysical bent and I named it: Metaphysical Business Oil. I mixed up a batch because it is always easier to mix a large quantity that a small one.

The commercial business oils had even brought me a job in a so-called metaphysical shop whose only focus was money, money and more money no matter who got hurt. It was a little like working in a nest of vipers as any move or word was subject to misinterpretation and was reported to the management to either get you a reprimand and hours removed from your schedule so your competition could scoop them up, permanently or at least until someone reported them for something like talking to another psychic working there. There were few people I was really comfortable with there but I tended to be polite. So, when one psychic left me the gift of a bottle of his special oil he was selling, on my next shift I left him a bottle of my Metaphysical Business Oil with a little bow wrapped around it. It was the polite thing to do: return a gift.

Little did I know how really little this person thought of me and wouldn't touch anything I made, except my money. So he left the bottle in the booth. We didn't own booths, we shared them shift to shift which also means you inherited the previous psychic's influences. They did not allow you to burn any herbs to cleanse the booth. They didn't know I had distilled spray for it. Any way, the next shift, his main competition arrived, saw the bottle and being a petty thief at best, scooped it up and used it. He had no idea where it came from or who owned it.

Within a month, the first psychic was no longer working there. I didn't know it, but he had lost all his clients and the second psychic was thriving. It was over a year later that the second one showed up in my shop, saw a bottle of the oil on my personal shelf and proclaimed, “So that's where it came from!” I didn't have any more of it for sale and I quickly remixed a new formula attached it to the original intentioned thought form, coating it, so the original formula stopped being quite so successful. Since I knew who had all the bottles I had mixed, I asked them if they needed new oil when they arrived and most everyone had already used all the old batch and was doing really well so they didn't need more oil.

That is the second lesson in metaphysics and magic. Once you achieve the result you intended, you stop, because if you keep layering onto the original at some point, just like building a tower, it collapses. There is just so much intention that one thing can support.