If you haven’t read my post Mapping Hour 2025: Return, I suggest reading it before this one.
This year was my third time hosting Mapping Hour. The first two, 2023 and 2024, were much alike each other—simply for social justice and wellbeing for MAPs. This year, I wanted to further develop the theme.
Background
I had been barred from a community in September 2024. I felt scapegoated. Shortly thereafter, in October 2024, I had my own private ritual and meditation with Azazel on Yom Kippur.
By that point, Azazel had been one of my spirit guides for a little longer than a year. He and I had initially met in a much different context. I wasn’t aware of his association with scapegoats until September 2024, when I decided to re-read Leviticus 16.
Azazel took an active role in directing my ritual with him in October 2024. While I had a general idea, he gave specific, in-the-moment instructions. It went well.
Then in early 2025, I was trying to decide on the theme for Mapping Hour 2025. The scapegoat theme felt most prominent. Last month, I entered meditation to discuss it with Azazel.
When I (astrally) arrived in the underworld, Azazel was nearby. We were standing in a large, open area of mostly flat land. He quickly motioned for me to follow him into a building.
It was a temple. We walked through the main hall. Wall nooks held candles to light the interior. About three-fourths of the way through, we stopped near a pedestal in the midst.
He indicated he wanted us to co-host Mapping Hour 2025 there in the astral temple. Doing it this way hadn’t occurred to me. I was briefly taken aback. It would be different from how I had hosted the first two years. Since I trusted his guidance, though, I accepted the encouragement.
Then I showed him an art piece I had commissioned. It was his sigil in the colors of the MAP flag. I asked what he thought of it. He took it from my hands, and sat it on the pedestal in the midst of the temple. He said he wanted it to be the focal point of the energy of the ritual.
I then asked whether there was anything he or I could do in advance, to prepare for the ritual. He began removing energetic attachments from my aura. I asked what it was about.
He said these attachments would have made me subconsciously—without realizing or intending to—energetically attack some participants in Mapping Hour 2025. I was glad he removed them. He continued doing some more work on my aura, then sealed it up.
Once the preparations were complete, I asked him for details of what exactly he would have us do during the ritual. He said he would tell me during the ritual. This meant he would be giving me in-the-moment instructions again. I was satisfied.
I finally bade him farewell, walked out of the temple, returned to my physical body, and ended the meditation.
During Mapping Hour 2025
As Mapping Hour 2025 began, I lit a candle. While staring for a moment, I noticed something peculiar: how wax streaming down the side of a candle resembles teardrops streaming down a face. Mine began welling up.
After gazing upon the candle, I went to the underworld. Azazel met me outside the temple, and we walked inside together. I saw participants’ energies gathering like a ball of light above the sigil.
I approached the ball of light and held out my hands to feel its warmth. There was a pleasant warmth, but also an agitating heat. Could it be the contrary energies of antis, I wondered?
Azazel then reminded me of the principle of polarity: Both support and opposition are forms of energy directed at something. Support and opposition are ultimately not different things, but different poles of the same thing: focused energy.
There in the ball of light above the sigil, the supportive energies of participants and the oppositional energies of antis were mingling. Azazel had me redirect the oppositional polarities whence they came.
Then he and I walked circles around the ball of light, playing sounds with chimes. Once we finished with the chimes, I stopped to admire the now fully supportive ball of energy. Participants’ support continued flowing in. It felt easygoing.
Then he invited me to hold out my hands to the ball of energy once again. He said to “confess over it” all the times I’ve felt scapegoated as a MAP.
Hands outstretched, I poured out years of experiences. Once it felt complete, I lowered my hands, and felt lighter. I then invited my own self-return.
Azazel and I lingered in the quiet stillness. My attention span for the hour was beginning to fade, but remained sufficient to continue.
At the end of the hour, Azazel and I dispersed the ball of energies and sent them to their rightful places. We then invited the self-return of all participants.
Finally, we closed the ritual space. I returned to my physical body and exited meditation.
Conclusion
It went beautifully. I’m glad we did it. I’m glad I had the initiative and confidence to bring it about. I thank all participants for their involvement, and I hope we all got something meaningful from it. And I thank Azazel for ensuring I didn’t inadvertently attack participants 🙂
Mx. PDFphile 