“Let Love Find Me” Spell

pomegranateandivy:

This is an old spell of mine, I haven’t used it in almost four years. that’s because I did this spell, then before a year was up I started dating my wonderful boyfriend, and we’ve been together two and a half years now, and plan on being together until our souls fade into nothing. 

What You’ll Need:

• A small-ish jar that can be sealed/closed
• Some small pieces of rose quartz (or another stone you associate strongly with love)
• Columbine flowers
• Apple seeds
• Something representing you (some hair, your name on a slip of paper, a few drops of your blood, something of yours, though you may not get it back for a long time)
• Oil of your preference (I used almond)
• Wax, color depends on what kind of love you’re looking for

I did mine on the winter solstice, though you can do it any time really. I recommend something that represents only the potential for growth from here on out though. I picked the solstice because it’s the shortest day of the year, and the world could only move into spring and growth from that point, until the summer solstice obviously, but we aren’t going to get into full season logistics here.

• Combine all the spell components in your jar, concentrating on how you want to find someone to love, who loves you back, and let that relationship grow in a healthy way.

Rose quartz represents love. Columbine is for love, but also kind of a permanent love…think once in a life time. Apple seeds are for love, and growth. People don’t always fall suddenly in love, sometimes you just need to be patient enough for it to grow, and that’s where the apple seeds come in. All of these things are in the jar surrounding/mingling with the object that represents you. This is designed to surround you with love, and it keeps the spell focused clearly on you. You fill the jar with enough oil to cover everything, and close the lid or pop a cork in it. The oil serves two purposes. One, almonds are associated with love as well, so you’re covering everything in love, soaking it in it, BAM! Two, everything inside the jar is less likely to rot. If your flowers aren’t dry, they can go moldy, cover it in oil and it’s like those jars of oil and garlic cloves on your grandma’s counter, only thing wrong with those is they’re dusty. Once it’s all closed up with everything inside, seal the top of the jar with wax. I used black wax because I wanted to find the kind of love I where I would die for the other person. Not Romeo & Juliet kind of die where they both just throw their lives away, but the “I would take a bullet for you, push you out of the way of a bus, put my own life in danger to save you” kind of love.

Now, a little explanation. I had known my boyfriend a long time before we started dating. I had liked him, and asked him out, and he told me no. A few years later, I asked him out again, and he told me he just wanted to be friends. That was it, end of story. Well, by that time, I knew I was falling in love with him, but I wanted to respect him. I knew at that time, the only way I would get over him was to either cut him out of my life entirely (which I couldn’t stand the thought of doing), or to find someone else to love. So, I did this spell. I did it with the hopes and intentions of finding someone else to fall in love with so I could forget him and just go on being good friends. Eleven months later, I asked him to go with me to see my Great-Grandma before she died, and meet my family. He said we should probably decide how we were going to introducing him to my family. I told him however he wanted, that I was fine telling them the truth: that he’s my best friend I love him dearly. He said it would be easier to just tell them he was my boyfriend, since it wouldn’t take as many words to say the same thing. 

While it could have been serendipitous, and just pure dumb luck mixed with good timing….I think that sometimes magic works like that. I honestly believe that this spell helped my boyfriend and I both see just how much the other meant to us, and that we couldn’t imagine a future without the other person in it. That’s why this is my favorite spell of all time. Gods willing I will never get the urge to cast it ever again, but it holds a special place in my heart. Especially since the spell jar had still been perfectly in tact when he and I went for breakfast and ended up dating, but the next morning when I got up, it was completely covered in mold on the inside. The spell had been used up, it had completed it’s purpose, and I didn’t need it anymore. That’s how I knew it was magic. (also, that is the clearest sign I have ever gotten that a spell worked, undoubtedly)