Originally posted by Rae'ya
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Oh gods, I take back what I said before about never having a magical name.
I totally forgot about this, lol. Holy Hera with a handbag...this is too funny.
Story time...
So, once upon a time, when I was in middle school, my two best friends (S and D--S's mom was/is Wiccan) and I (by the way, if you ever mention this to me again, I will kill you all!!! ) decided that we were going to discover our magical names. Pardon me, our magickal names. We used an Oujia board to ask the dead guy in Best Friend D's chimney (for real, there was an actual dead guy from the 1800's bricked up in the false wall of her chimney, they found it during a remodel) to help us find what our magickal names should be, then we double checked them for their numerology association and whatnot. It was around the same time that we were doing natal charts. And we turned them into our own personal sigils of sort.
I'm not sure if this was before or after we sacrificed the tomato in a mock Aztec ritual, but it was definitely after our Summer of Cardboard Stonehenge. For several summers, we had our own personal Egypt Game going...
I am not even going to tell anyone what my magickal name was...not because its secret, but because it would make a really great stripper name.
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