Many years ago, after I converted to Catholicism, I heard somewhere about a little ritual to sell a house: you bury a statue of St. Joseph upside down in the yard until the sale goes through, in order, I found out later, to perturb the saint until he he does what you wish, at which time you dig him up so he is OK. My daughter was trying to sell her house on the Delta in Mississippi. The house was across the street from a river where alligators lived, occasionally crawling out to be shooed away with a broom. The tiny town was predominately black, populated by the descendants of slaves; there was voodoo in the air, window frames painted "hoodoo blue." I can't remember who told me about the spell. Was it my daughter? Did she hear about it at work?
Anyway, I told her about it and we did it, the only problem being that she had to move to another state before the house was sold and then she forgot where she buried the little plastic statue of St. Joseph. The house took over a year to sell, was flooded, and required numerous trips to repair. I swore never to bury a statue of St. Joseph again. It was only later I discovered that the ritual was apparently a voodoo spell. (I've become convinced since then that one should make no appeals to spirits except those from one's own ancestral line.) My problem now is that St. Joe, who is the patron of job-hunting too, will have no truck with me no matter how much I pray to him for various relatives to get a better job. I've lit candles, and prayed, but as long as that statue is still in that yard in Mississippi, nothing doing.
I think it's more a hoodoo spell than a voodoo spell, though I may be wrong.
If you want to get back into the good graces of St. Joseph, I can see an option: As he is a patron of house hunters you could do something for the homeless such as buy them food or make a donation or something like that, and do it in his name.
Lovely idea! I recently joined the Society of St. Vincent de Paul, which helps the homeless and hungry, so perhaps St. Joseph will forgive me eventually. P.s. what's the difference between hoodoo and voodoo?
I did this novena too, I didn't know the Lady of Sorrows, I asked if you knew any prayer and you said you used the Ave Maria. I had a very difficult problem to solve. But I made the novena to Our Lady of Sorrows more like a leap of faith... But then on the 5th or 6th day. I was helped. And every year I will do this novena as a sign of gratitude. The truth is that Lord Ganesha has always helped me, always taken care of my daughter, always taken care of me. But I already feel ashamed for always asking for help. One of my family members my sister turned against me and made my life hell. But the time has come to defend myself. It's not revenge, it's justice....But she joined a lot of people, some I don't even know who they are, but I'm trying to resolve this. It's been hard, but I never thought about it until recently. I connected the dots and realized why and that she was the one who ruined 5 or 6 years of my life...But I'm not able to protect my wife. I have to find a way...But this reminded me of a post you made a while ago about the magic of the church or the saints...
I loved the idea of "introducing The Saint (from The Forty Servants) to Saint Cyprian". It's like a "as above so below" stuff: I mean, the astral plane appears to us, and, vice-versa, we should appear - showing ourselves, our magick works, servitors etc. - to it, too. One can say the astral plane already "see" everything, but it strenghts the bond.
Thank you for sharing your experiences and for being so honest about your personal difficulties. I know from experience how hard it can be to make yourself vulnerable like that, so I just want you to know that I see you and appreciate you and your work.
Also, I am super-envious! I would love to be able to go to that church and venerate St. Cyprian. But alas, my health issues and the current political climate make traveling pretty much impossible for me.
Unfortunately, it’s a chronic health thing (I have severe spinal stenosis). Travel isn’t really on the table for me. But I love hearing about the travel of others.
Many years ago, after I converted to Catholicism, I heard somewhere about a little ritual to sell a house: you bury a statue of St. Joseph upside down in the yard until the sale goes through, in order, I found out later, to perturb the saint until he he does what you wish, at which time you dig him up so he is OK. My daughter was trying to sell her house on the Delta in Mississippi. The house was across the street from a river where alligators lived, occasionally crawling out to be shooed away with a broom. The tiny town was predominately black, populated by the descendants of slaves; there was voodoo in the air, window frames painted "hoodoo blue." I can't remember who told me about the spell. Was it my daughter? Did she hear about it at work?
Anyway, I told her about it and we did it, the only problem being that she had to move to another state before the house was sold and then she forgot where she buried the little plastic statue of St. Joseph. The house took over a year to sell, was flooded, and required numerous trips to repair. I swore never to bury a statue of St. Joseph again. It was only later I discovered that the ritual was apparently a voodoo spell. (I've become convinced since then that one should make no appeals to spirits except those from one's own ancestral line.) My problem now is that St. Joe, who is the patron of job-hunting too, will have no truck with me no matter how much I pray to him for various relatives to get a better job. I've lit candles, and prayed, but as long as that statue is still in that yard in Mississippi, nothing doing.
I think it's more a hoodoo spell than a voodoo spell, though I may be wrong.
If you want to get back into the good graces of St. Joseph, I can see an option: As he is a patron of house hunters you could do something for the homeless such as buy them food or make a donation or something like that, and do it in his name.
Lovely idea! I recently joined the Society of St. Vincent de Paul, which helps the homeless and hungry, so perhaps St. Joseph will forgive me eventually. P.s. what's the difference between hoodoo and voodoo?
I did this novena too, I didn't know the Lady of Sorrows, I asked if you knew any prayer and you said you used the Ave Maria. I had a very difficult problem to solve. But I made the novena to Our Lady of Sorrows more like a leap of faith... But then on the 5th or 6th day. I was helped. And every year I will do this novena as a sign of gratitude. The truth is that Lord Ganesha has always helped me, always taken care of my daughter, always taken care of me. But I already feel ashamed for always asking for help. One of my family members my sister turned against me and made my life hell. But the time has come to defend myself. It's not revenge, it's justice....But she joined a lot of people, some I don't even know who they are, but I'm trying to resolve this. It's been hard, but I never thought about it until recently. I connected the dots and realized why and that she was the one who ruined 5 or 6 years of my life...But I'm not able to protect my wife. I have to find a way...But this reminded me of a post you made a while ago about the magic of the church or the saints...
I'm delighted to hear that Our Lady of Sorrows helped you! And I agree that Ganesha is a great friend! And sorry to hear the trouble you are having.
I loved the idea of "introducing The Saint (from The Forty Servants) to Saint Cyprian". It's like a "as above so below" stuff: I mean, the astral plane appears to us, and, vice-versa, we should appear - showing ourselves, our magick works, servitors etc. - to it, too. One can say the astral plane already "see" everything, but it strenghts the bond.
Glad you liked the idea, Joycemar!
Thank you for sharing your experiences and for being so honest about your personal difficulties. I know from experience how hard it can be to make yourself vulnerable like that, so I just want you to know that I see you and appreciate you and your work.
Also, I am super-envious! I would love to be able to go to that church and venerate St. Cyprian. But alas, my health issues and the current political climate make traveling pretty much impossible for me.
Ah, sorry to hear about your health issues! That sucks, hopefully they'll sort out for you soon!
Unfortunately, it’s a chronic health thing (I have severe spinal stenosis). Travel isn’t really on the table for me. But I love hearing about the travel of others.
Ah, I'm sorry to hear that.