NOTE: There is very sexually explicit content in this post.
People often ask me what the difference is between our Fire of Love Oil and our Dark Sacred Night Oil, so here it is:
Fire of Love Oil places a very strong emphasis on the carnal nature of the spiritual experience of sex. While Dark Sacred Night emphasizes the spiritual nature of the carnal experience. So really, each oil is the mirror image of the other. The main thing you need to do is be clear with yourself and your deity and to use the right oil for the kind of experience you are looking to have. And also be sure to have a crystal clear discussion about it with your partner. Some people think verbal communication about the topic isn't that sexy, but it just takes practice and it's definitely worth getting good at.
The following is a very ultra traditional Hoodoo Fire of Love Spell starting with ingredients:
PREPARE IN ADVANCE:
Song of Solomon Text (see very bottom of page)
A red penis candle (if your partner is male) - OR - a red vagina candle (if your partner is female)
A bottle of Fire of Love Oil
A plain muslin bag
Some red rose petals
Some of your partner's pubic hair
A plate
INSTRUCTIONS
Set out all these implements on your altar with the Song of Solomon in front of you. Read through the Song of Solomon text slowly and with the intent to let it transport you into a heightened sexual state.
Take the genital candle and carve your partner's name from the bottom toward the top of the candle. The point of this is to make their sexual fluids RISE and to prepare them for your experience together. Lovingly stroke the Fire of Love Oil on the genital candle as if you were making love to it, speaking your partner's name aloud and then speak to the candle as if it were your lover. The content of this speech is your heart-and-body-felt desires for the sexual experience you are going to have together.
Place your partner's pubic hair on the center of the plate and place the genital candle on top of it. Set the red rose petals on the plate, taking care not to get any wax on them.
Go wash your hands thoroughly to remove any remaining oil (because remember there's cinnamon in the oil and it can burn sensitive skin--especially sensitive genital skin).
Return to the candle and light it. While you gaze into the light of the candle, begin to pleasure yourself sexually with the intent to gather some sexual fluids, but not to climax.
When you have collected some of your own sexual fluids rub that onto the candle and state "My sexual fire draws your sexual fire and together we will ignite the fire of love that is within us! AMEN!"
Allow the candle to burn all the way down. When it is done burning, place the rose petals from the plate into the muslin bag and gather up your bed linens. Wash the linens and toss in the muslin bag containing the red rose petals. When you dry the sheets, remove the rose petals.
The candle remnants can be lovingly gathered up in a little bag and placed under the bed. Put the newly dressed sheets on the bed. End by reading the Song of Solomon text once again over the newly made bed and get ready for an night of beautiful, intense, and very carnal lovemaking.
Below is the section I use from the Song of Solomon:
I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in
Pharaoh's chariots. Thy cheeks are comely with rows of
jewels, thy neck with chains of gold. We will make thee
borders of gold with studs of silver. While the king sitteth
at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie
all night betwixt my breasts. My beloved is unto me as a
cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi. Behold,
thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast
doves' eyes. Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea,
pleasant: also our bed is green. The beams of our house are
cedar, and our rafters of fir....
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou
hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of
goats, that appear from Mount Gilead. Thy teeth are like a
flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the
washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren
among them. Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy
speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a
pomegranate within thy locks. Thy neck is like the tower of
David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand
bucklers, all shields of mighty men. Thy two breasts are
like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the
lilies. Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I
will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of
frankincense. Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot
in thee.
