My story begins at Aug 3rd . I was doing lots of work contacting my ancestors . I would get visitations here and there in my dreams from random family members mostly great great great grand types. one in particular caught my interest . I don't know her name but I do remember stories of her life as a child she lived to be 103 had 23 children and countless grand and great grand children. When she visited me she gave me quick visions of her life, I had visions of the births of her children, the building of her home ( now demolished) and the death of her husband at the age of 45. She also showed me some of the spells and rituals she did during her time as witch. One rite was quite fascinating, She would call the power of an ancestress from what I can guess is the medieval British Isles to draw the Ancestress's magic. She told me to only use it sparingly as the Ancestress was very strong and full of wiles. The ritual was a simple one very similar the Wiccan ritual of drawing down the moon except it was centered around my Ancestress.

I did the ritual as I was shown with some of my elaboration and wild things began to happen. I couldn’t keep my eyes open and once I closed them I went into a dream like state where I saw men on horses, the towers and ghettos of an ancient medieval metropolis,then I saw a great fire and the screams of countless people being burned and hung .Women and children being savagely gored and then a wall appeared. the huge wall was surrounded by the heads of countless people stuck on spikes and corpses hung by ropes. The heads began to look at me and scream. I then saw Kings being slain only to be replaced by tyrants more cruel than the last. In the final part of the vision a field was soaked in torrents of blood. I was knee deep in warm sticky blood and then it began to snow. Everything in and around the field began to die, leaves fell to the earth leaving the tress naked and grotesque. The field that was covered in blood became white with snow and then I saw her, a woman wearing a beautiful fur coat made from some kind of white fluffy animal, maybe fox. She spotted me and approached me. She had a prettiness to her and I knew she was the Ancestress. I walked slowly to her until we finally met. She took my arm in her hand and examined it gently. I heard a rustling coming from some brambles so I turned my head for a second and when I returned my gaze to her, My eyes were greeted with the image of a grotesque corpse, the beautiful coat was now ugly and tattered, ragged, full of insects and mold. The once beautiful woman was now a terrible corpses her once pretty face was now hollow and rotted. I fought to get away from her and the more I struggled the stronger her grip on my arm became. Then she opened her mouth and uttered a dreadful sound ,It was like a hissing shriek. I woke up and I was laying on the floor of my bedroom, I jumped from the ground and onto my legs. I was covered in sweat and my heart was beating very rapidly. I began making my way to the bathroom but I kept going in and out of consciousness and I was very faint. I rested on the toilet to catch my breath. My eyes were still heavy. I closed them again this time I didn't see any images but I could feel a warmth it was like fire and electricity and it permeated every inch of my body the feeling was so pleasant, I just felt like I was floating and I drifted off to sleep. I began to have a really nice dream about some nymphs, they were dancing and singing near me. They had the most beautiful voices and they gestured me to lay down in the grass so I laid face down in the soft grass and they began to rub my back and shoulders. Their touch was warm and pleasurable. I kept hearing water in the background and when I would try to get up they would gently force me down and tell me I needed to rest. I kept trying to get up but they wouldn’t let me. I finality pushed my self up, I found myself awake in my bathroom on the floor, my head hurt and my arms and legs were weak and I couldn’t seem to get up so I looked around and found that I was laying face down on some plastic sheeting that turned out to be my shower curtain and my legs were laying inside my bathtub and the shower was running. I don’t know how I got into the shower but I must have fallen. The shower bar was pinning my legs down so I kicked it off and slowly rose up. I found I was naked so I got a towel and stumbled to my bed. I laid in my bed for some time my semi-awake I couldn’t tell if I hit my head. After I got my strength back I went back to my bathroom and rubbed a white cloth all over my scalp and I didn't see any signs of blood, I let out a sigh of relief. I took some electrolyte drink from my fridge and gulped it down. My arms and legs were weak from physical exertion and to this day I still cant figure out what I did that tired me out. A few days later I found I could channel energy more effectively than before and my energy centers now feel more compacted and filled with a kind of fiery electricity so I would say the ritual worked . I do feel more powerful but if I had known what I was getting into I would have been more patient but such is life. I checked myself for some time after being horsed for any sign of mental disease or decay but I found my mind is actually stronger and I have become more cunning.I don't think I am going to try to contact my Ancestress any time soon. maybe when I am older and more experenced we can have a chat but I have had enough of her to last me fifty years.began to die, leaves fell to the earth leaving the tress naked and grotesque. The field that was covered in blood became white with snow and then I saw her, a woman wearing a beautiful fur coat made from some kind of white fluffy animal, maybe fox. She spotted me and approached me. She had a prettiness to her and I knew she was the Ancestress. I walked slowly to her until we finally met. She took my arm in her hand and examined it gently. I heard a rustling coming from some brambles so I turned my head for a second and when I returned my gaze to her, My eyes were greeted with the image of a grotesque corpse, the beautiful coat was now ugly and tattered, ragged, full of insects and mold. The once beautiful woman was now a terrible corpses her once pretty face was now hollow and rotted. I fought to get away from her and the more I struggled the stronger her grip on my arm became. Then she opened her mouth and uttered a dreadful sound ,It was like a hissing shriek.

I woke up and I was laying on the floor of my bedroom, I jumped from the ground and onto my legs. I was covered in sweat and my heart was beating very rapidly. I began making my way to the bathroom but I kept going in and out of consciousness and I was very faint. I rested on the toilet to catch my breath. My eyes were still heavy. I closed them again this time I didn't see any images but I could feel a warmth it was like fire and electricity and it permeated every inch of my body the feeling was so pleasant, I just felt like I was floating and I drifted off to sleep. I began to have a really nice dream about some nymphs, they were dancing and singing near me. They had the most beautiful voices and they gestured me to lay down in the grass so I laid face down in the soft grass and they began to rub my back and shoulders. Their touch was warm and pleasurable. I kept hearing water in the background and when I would try to get up they would gently force me down and tell me I needed to rest. I kept trying to get up but they wouldn’t let me. I finality pushed my self up, I found myself awake in my bathroom on the floor, my head hurt and my arms and legs were weak and I couldn’t seem to get up so I looked around and found that I was laying face down on some plastic sheeting that turned out to be my shower curtain and my legs were laying inside my bathtub and the shower was running. I don’t know how I got into the shower but I must have fallen. The shower bar was pinning my legs down so I kicked it off and slowly rose up. I found I was naked so I got a towel and stumbled to my bed. I laid in my bed for some time semi-awake I couldn’t tell if I hit my head. After I got my strength back I went to my bathroom and rubbed a white cloth all over my scalp and when I didn't see any signs of blood, I let out a sigh of relief. I took some electrolyte drink from my fridge and gulped it down. My arms and legs were weak from physical exertion and to this day I still cant figure out what I did that tired me out.

A few days later I found I could channel energy more effectively than before and my energy centers now feel more compacted and filled with a kind of fiery electricity and my psychic senses are incredibly sharp, so I would say the ritual worked . I do feel more powerful but if I had known what I was getting into I would have been more patient but such is life. I checked myself for some time after being horsed for any sign of mental disease or decay but I found my mind is actually stronger and I have become more cunning.I don't think I am going to try to contact my Ancestress any time soon, maybe when I am older and more experienced we can have a chat but I have had enough of her to last me fifty years.