The Blessed Salt showed up

[matrixrefugee]

Finally... The Blessed Salt came in the mail today, so I'm all set for Hallowe'en and the plan to bottle up the Horror over T--------, which the nut messing with the graveyard magic(k) just might unleash, unwittingly. Not sure if this is purely the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, or if it's merely one of Constantine's schemes, but it can't hurt, can it?

And I have an appointment tomorrow with the Nurse Practitioner whom I swear is Paris Hilton's long lost twin. Welcome to the real world, lady, where people aren't exactly like the cases you read about in med school, and where not everyone wants to grow up to have a career and the stress problem from hell. I'm hoping she calls in and cancels because of the nor'easter that's supposed to slam into the area, that'll give me the day to write and read and finish putting up the Hallowe'en decorations in the house.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

It's probably just the result of having Constantine in your head, but as you said it can't hurt. Better safe then sorry right. So what exactly do you do with the salt? I've been wondering since you first mentioned it. Let us know how it goes.
~Weaver

[matrixrefugee.livejournal.com]

What we're planning to do is sprinkle salt all along the walls and across the entrance and exit to the cemetary, so that anything that gets unleashed can't get loose, since it won't be able to cross the line of salt, thanks to the graces in the blessing attached to it.

[he-dreams-awake.livejournal.com]

*headtilt*


Good luck with that. I picked up some Mediterranean sea salt the other day, and there's a blessing ritual in one of our rather unique old books -- The Magic Shield, it's called, you might be interested -- so that's all good.

Got another job, btw!