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Last week, I was in my local magic shop. It's a lovely little store run by a lovely lady named Jen who is very knowledgeable about the things that she sells. The store has a very positive vibe to it, that I, and other people, really enjoy. I'll admit, it's one of those places I sometimes go when I'm having a bad day just to vampire up some positive energy.

Now, the other week, while I was there, I happened to notice that they had done a great display featuring decorated skulls and various figures of Santa Muerte. I would have liked to have gotten one of the skulls, but didn't have anyplace to properly display it, so I decided I would get one of the Santa Muerte figures. I chose one in a flowing white robe, with an owl seated at her feet, a scythe in one skeletal hand and an hourglass in the other. Jen wrapped her up and I took her home.

Now, I wasn't going to do any kind of spiritual work with Santa Muerte. I bought the figure mainly for decoration. At home, I put her on the shelf with my other statues. But, almost from the very beginning, Santa Muerte's presence didn't feel 'right.'

Not to get too New Agey or metaphysical, but Santa Muerte didn't seem to mesh well with the energies in my room. And as the days passed I began to notice little things. Odd smells. A weird sense of pressure and anticipation whenever I was in the room. I started to have very odd dreams. Not really scary, just unnerving.

After one particular dream, in which I encountered a woman with silver coins over her eyes, I woke up and decided that Santa Muerte had to go. I wasn't going to chuck her in the bin. I thought about leaving her somewhere where someone more in tune with her energies might find her and give her a propper home. But, ultimately, I decided to take her back to the shop.

I did that today. Jen was happy to take her back and let me exchange her for something else. When I shared my experience with her, she commented that maybe Santa Meurte had been so active because she wanted to work with me. My buying the statue simply for decorative purposes probably didn't mesh well with her either. I think there might be some truth to that.

So, why didn't I try to work with Santa Muerte? Because I've already got my own dieties who I have a lovely spiritual relationship with. Also, if I'm honest, because Santa Meurte is just too fucking Catholic. Ironic, considering she isn't even really a Catholic saint (In 2017, Pope Francis condemned the folk saint on his visit to Mexico), but a folk saint venerated and raised up by the common folk of Latin America. Also, I just don't feel a spiritual connection to her.

I'm wondering now, if I had decided to work with her, what would have happened? I'm back home now, typing this in my bedroom, and when I walked in the place felt calm. The spiritual pressure and tension that had existed in the room for the last week was pretty much gone.

So, what's the point of this post? I guess, it's just a reminder to people that we should be more careful with the choices that we make. Not just in regards to our physical well being and mental health, but with our spiritual health as well. Because there are things out there that listen and want to interact with us, and not all of them are as benign as the Skinny Lady.

Choose your gods carefully.