The final evocation of the operation, like the first, was of the pentacle itself. I returned a third time to what I now refer to as toad pond. The weather was drizzly but I wasn’t in waterproofs and the moisture felt pleasant on my face so I didn’t bother with a hood. My mood was one of relief that this was coming to an end, even though I enjoyed it a lot. So my walk was faster and less meditative than usual. Perhaps the drizzle also played a role in speeding me on. I checked the stump that I normally sit on to make sure it wasn’t wet and it seemed reasonably dry so I decided not to use my mat, preferring to be closer to nature. The pentacle I placed on its usual stump next to the pond, which offers me the greatest view. I then sat in meditation, gazing at the pentacle, this time attempting to talk directly with its own spirit, rather than asking it to help with communication with another.
We greeted each other then I said, “So, its been eleven days.”
“Yes, eleven days.”
“It has been quite a journey. Do you feel empowered by it?”
“Yes. Do you?”
“Yes, I’ve learned a lot about myself.”
“The important thing is to not regret the past, but rather to learn from your mistakes so you don’t repeat them.”
“Yes. That is a good way of looking at it. I’ve made a lot of commitments. Any advice on getting through them?”
“I think you can probably prioritise which ones need doing first. Some of them had deadlines.”
“Is there anything you’ve learned? For instance in how you want me to decorate your other side?”
“I like the idea you thought of the other day, of calculating three numbers, the first being the number of days, the second being the minimum number of evocations per day, and the third being the overall total. Its simpler than the original idea, but somehow says what needs to be said. You can of course encode these with letters from the English Qabalah or some other form of gematria, isopsephy or numerology that add to the same value.”
“Would you prefer I call you pentacle or disk, given you don’t have a pentagram on you?”
“entacle is fine. Just make sure you include a pentagram on my inverse side.” I felt it smile and wink as it said this. I’m not sure how since it lacks eyes and mouth, but maybe it was in the tone of voice.
“Until next time then…”