Back when Lorri first found me, we wrote letters that were full of detailed descriptions about the life we would create together in the free world.
We wrote of traveling the world, having the freedom to do whatever creative work we wanted to do, and we envisioned even the most mundane of experiences as magickal, that our days would be filled with joy.
Magick enriched my life and protected me while I was on death row. My release plunged me into a complex trauma even I couldn’t understand. Those around me weren’t capable of seeing the damage, and most of it was interior wounds that couldn’t be seen.
Traveling the world instantly manifested, having two books and a film to promote in the first two years of my freedom. By the start of my third year out, I had suffered my second nervous breakdown.
I wasn’t capable of managing my life at that time, let alone my magick practice. Eventually Lorri and I hit rock bottom, and we found we weren’t functioning as a couple and barely as humans.
We initiated a slow but steady routine of building rituals into our lives, some of which are included in this book. We spent whole days in separate rooms, each of us building our spiritual practice so that we could build a foundation for a new life together.
It took time and patience and the faith that God would heal us, not only restore us, but bring us out stronger, better.
I’m so happy to report that we persevered and now have a relationship that’s thriving. I’ve never been happier, and our home is filled with joy and love. We can finally say that the biggest manifestation of all has come. Joy in every moment; in the mundane, and in the extraordinary.