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I drew together:
● rose oil, for love, and which is said to be
the Queen of Oils
● jasmine oil, because I like the smell, and,
being the King of Oils, is a good match
for the rose
● orange oil, for the colour orange is one
● lavender oil, because it is soporific, and
this was to be an oil blend to use at
● ginger oil, for spice and passion
● cypress, for clarity (at least, it always
clears out my sinuses when I smell it)
● and jojoba oil as a carrier or base oil.
I assembled my oils, my Book of
Shadows, in which to record the recipe, and
cast circle before my altar. Earth, Air, Fire,
Water -- South, East, North, West. I called
upon the four elements to aid me, and
then I called on the Goddess Aphrodite.
I wanted to make a "Dream Lover" blend
that I could wear to bed, and that would
call the man best suited to me. There were
possibilities, even a couple of probabilities,
but a girl likes to know. In fact, it is part of
the witch's creed: to know, to dare, to do,
to be silent.
I spoke what I wished to the ether,
knowing my words were heard by
Aphrodite. I dropped a small chip of rose
quartz crystal into the waiting bottle, and
set about making my blend. It is very
hard to keep focused on the task at hand,
counting seven drops of lavender, six
drops of rose, and not think "five drops
of Sinister Sauce, three drops of Essence
of Terror". Any moment, I expected one
of the keenly interested cats to say, "Can I
lick the spoon?"
I added jojoba oil to finish off the
blend, making it something tolerable to the
naked skin. Some oils, such as the citrus
ones, can be irritating if not well watered
I shook the bottle gently, mindful of
not bruising my spell work, and then
passed the bottle through all four elements.
Quickly through candle flame, through
the smoke from incense, dipped into a
chalice of water, and finally rested on a large
hunk of quartz crystal to represent Earth.
I asked each element to bless this oil blend,
and that I might see my Dream Lover.
I drew a tarot card: 8 of Wands -- fast
approach to a goal.
It seemed my spell was complete. I
thanked Aphrodite and the elements,
dismissed them, and closed circle.
That night, I eagerly put several drops
of the oil on myself. Both wrists, base of
the throat, base of the skull, one drop on
the third eye. I really wanted to dive in
and bathe in the whole bottle. Oh, let my
dreams show me the right man, now. Surely
if I put the whole bottle on, by morning,
he'd have broken into the house and be
standing at the end of my bed.
Did I really want a housebreaking stalker,
weirdy boyfriend? Perhaps not.
Patience has never been one of my
It took a double bout of yogic breathing
to relax and allow me to sleep. Did I
dream? Yes. First, there was something
about standing in line at the post office,
but no blokes featured, except as extras.
Then I seemed to be making bread on
a desert island and was having trouble
with the oven. Oven? On a desert island?
Fortunately, the Professor from Gilligan's
Island showed up to fix the oven, and clean
I woke up. The Professor? But the actor
must be somewhat elderly by now? No
matter that I had a huge crush on him years
ago. The Professor?
I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. A
magical dream blend, and The Professor
was the best that could be had. There was
either something seriously wrong with my
spellcasting, or perhaps those substitutions
I made up were not so clever after all.
Perhaps I really did need daffodil oil. I had
tried to make it myself, but putting crushed
daffodils into sweet almond oil and letting
it sit for a month does nothing but make a
smelly, rancid mess.
Then it came to me -- oh, right, the
dream is symbolic. I wasn't meant to be with
the actual Professor. Whew! I was supposed
to find someone clever, resourceful, and
most likely, a geek. That was much more like
it. I had several geek possibilities. At least I'd
now narrowed my search. Geeks forever!
Thank you, Aphrodite, and elements!
I have used the blend since, with varying
results. I do always dream of a man when
I use the enchanted blend. Hawkeye from
MASH, Robin Williams from The Science
What am I to conclude from this
startling array? That I am still looking for
someone clever, scientific, somewhat geeky.
Okay, I can live with that.
Or perhaps, to paraphrase Freud,
sometimes a dream is only a dream, and I
should pay more attention to the dreams
where I am abducted by aliens and they
demand I teach them to arrange flowers.
And not a good-looking Grey among them,
either. Such a waste.
© NOVA NOVEMBER 2009
'There was either something
seriously wrong with my
spellcasting, or perhaps those
substitutions I made up were
not so clever after all.'
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