Santa Muerte

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Comment by SullenGirl on July 2, 2012 at 9:50

I have continued the novena.  Five days left.  You all know that my family is Catholic and I choose to work with Saints, candles, etc.  I find they all work well with one another.  Yesterday a few things, completely out of the ordinary, occurred.  First, my famiy went to church for the first time since my birthday.  It is my wish for my husband to go to church along with my children.  My youngest child still works with me on occasion and the oldest asks questions and sometimes helps me with materials.  Sometimes I feel that being Catholic makes others view me differently here.  My practices are eclectic and my traditionals rather nontraditional.  Regardless.  My family going to the church was enough for me.  We sat with my children's godparents and I was so very happy to see the woman.  I have so few female friends.

 

As many of you know, I had an abortion about two years ago.  Since that time, my husband has not planted his seed within me since unless he knew for certain I would start my period.  I would always cry afterwards or react violently as a result.  Yesterday, for the first time in a very long time, he relaxed into me.  To me, that itself is a small miracle.

 

Finally, my children were frightened last night.  I lay down with them as they fought over who would sleep in the middle.  We live in the country and sometimes many things go bump in the night and my children have imaginations like mine.  My oldest son, whose back is peeling from sunburn, could not be still and decided to go sleep with his dad (who sleeps like a log and withstand the tossing and turning).  My room (yes, my husband and I sleep in separate rooms) was empty except for the altar, complete with incense, flowers, and candles dedicated to Santa Muerte.  I told my oldest nothing could harm him there if he wanted to sleep alone without being told to be still from scratching his peeling back.  Not being used to sleeping alone, much less in the same room with an altar dedicated to Santa Muerte. He did go into my room and slept soundly with the offerings above his head.

Finally, I did hear noises and tappings on windows which were I am sure simple country noises.  Nonetheless, I saw a picture of the gaunt lady speeding around my home, protecting it not with death but with love.

 

As I have come to work this novena, I feel as if I am coming to know Santa Muerte more each day.  She is not a wicked being.  One must move passed her appearance and dark features to realize her strength and pale beauty.

Comment by SullenGirl on June 29, 2012 at 17:16

I'm sure I should post this blog in one of my groups, but like I said, this blog is more for personal research that I would like to allow others to read.  I am thankful to Oak for his link, of course, but I wanted to hear what others would tell me face to face about Santa Muerte.

One of my favorite stores in my hometown, as well as one of the places where I purchase candles and herbs also has Saint cards.  It is called "The Mexican Store" and is like a hispanic Wal-Mart to me.  Kids do not throw fits for "ice cream" but una "Brisa" instead.  I sometimes throw a fit myself.  :)

On a whim, I looked through the Saint cards.  I saw la Virgen de Fatima and de Guadelupe among other Patrons.  Suddenly, I saw her dark face looking at me with a gaunt expression.  I found Santa Muerte.  I did purchase the card along with a Novena card for La Virgen de Guadelupe.  I read on Oak's link that the two are sisters.

 

I asked the store owner if he would tell me more about her.  He has never heard of her, he says.  Hungry after a day about town with the children, I met my husband at a nearby Mexican restaurant.  Ha.  My husband told me our waiter was a gang member because of the specific star on the waiter's neck.  I laughed and told my husband he watches too much TV.  We put money on the question.  My husband was right.  What does this have to do with Santa Muerte?  Nothing, except that our very adept waiter would barely touch the card.  He said her name, then told me he was sorry, and please forgive him, but he didn't like it. 

 

Roaring after three beers, he told me to ask the girl at the counter.  He knew she would tell me.  I countered his claim and lost again, although there was little she would say, except that she did identify the Saint with Death but also protection.  Her English was broken and I could see the frustration in her smile as she said that was all she could really explain to me.  I would have conversed with her in Spanish, but I did not want to come across as interrogating her since I had just called out a gang member.  I will say the young man was exceptionally nice and we did show him courtesy.  I am just as outside of the law as he is, although one may question, "Whose laws?".

 

I feel like I need to ask an ancient.  The best answers are those sought from the heart and often most difficult to find.

 

Last note to this comment:  I was contacted by an ex-boyfriend...the one with the straw in his nose in one of my blogs.  He has always claimed his innocence, but I know of one night where he was unfaithful.  Are his thoughts with the pin in my candle?

 

I do not practice with Santa Muerte to gain the attention of those men who I think have strayed.  I am simply working with the candles.  What is coincidence?  What is behind my small work?

Comment by SullenGirl on June 29, 2012 at 6:06

I have been given a contract where I work with the possibility of more hours!  This morning I did wake up telling my husband to give my hat back to me.  Either my dreaming is out of hand or he has taken something of mine I feel strongly about.  Looking back into the dream, a dark man had given me a beautiful hat, very ornate, like a Southern Belle would wear in antebellum times.  In real life, I had to give up a child given to me by a "dark" man (black hair/brown eyes/olive skin) because he did not want me to have a child that was not his...but that is another story...

Comment by SullenGirl on June 28, 2012 at 22:48

Tonight I begin night two of the novena.  I do not look so much for comments as this blog serves as more of a personal documentary than anything.  As I reflect, I wonder about each person's ability to withstand a calling or summoning.  My "good luck child" accidentally located a "personal item I will add to the altar for personalization.  Tomorrow night I will add a beer bottle to the makeshift altar, for is liquor not a mistress also?  I hope those of you that read this make prayers concerning your own household and state of affairs.

 

Tomorrow I plan to purchase a Santa Muerte rosary or necklace to assist in this affair.

Comment by SullenGirl on June 28, 2012 at 8:41

Thank you, Oak.  I appreciate it!  I started the novena last night and woke up in a cold sweat at 1:17 am.  There could have been a number of reasons for the cold sweat, though.

All the candles, regardless of color had a prayer dealing with lovers.  I know one candle is to bring harm to an unfaithful lover, another has to do with the home, and yet another with protection.  However, I am missing a candle and probably more information. 

That said, I have to have a look at Oak's link.  :)   Thank you again, Oak.

Comment by Oakthorne on June 28, 2012 at 0:30

There is some good info here:

http://readersandrootworkers.org/wiki/Santisima_Muerte