Encounters

Encounters with celestial angels

The Second decan of Scorpio

Woe to he that stumbles upon the spirit of the second decan of Scorpio! Strife and calamity are sure to ensue!

This encounter begins a few years ago with a peculiar dream that I had before I even began to study astrological magic. In the dream, I was traveling rather carelessly through the woods that I grew up in as a child. I didn’t have any real purpose for being where I was, and was in a state of absent mindedness. As dusk began to fall in the dream, I realized that I needed to get back to my home and started following the trail back. Strangely, I was met with an abandoned cabin to the left of the trail that was never present there in real life. Against my better judgement, fearing what may be in the cabin and knowing that I needed to be getting home, I still had to investigate. Nothing was in it, much to my disappointment.

I quickly made my way back to the trail and really started to book it back to the house. As I was doing this, a flaming pentagram appeared on the ground, a tree fell across the trail, and I began floating towards the house instead of running. Much to take in for one dream.

Fast forward a couple years. I was days away from submitting my final masterpiece to earn the title of Astrological Mage. As such, I was much more aware and confident of my ability to navigate the spirit world.

One day while I was at work, I was reminded of the dream out of the clear blue sky. I didn’t see or hear anything that reminded me of it that I recall. It just kind of reintroduced itself after this period of time. At once, I knew that I needed to visit the location of the dream and investigate it. I got in touch with my most trusted friend to ask if they would like to accompany me and they promptly agreed. This would turn out to be of vital importance.

On October 8, 2025, we set out for the woods. My primary concern was to investigate the location where the cabin was in the dream. I had passed that area countless times as a kid, and there was never any structure at that spot at all. In fact, there was lots of growth in that area that would prevent it.

To get to the area in question, you have to pass through the apartment complex that I was raised in. I had never been to my childhood home with this friend, so I took it as an opportunity to show him the apartment that I spent my first 10 years in, where I used to play, etc. This continued until we made our way to the opening of the woods.

For the first bit of the stroll all was normal. Everything was at it had always been. We passed over a stream, walked over a small hill, and then we saw the angel…

As we topped the hill and started down it, a man was strangely standing in the middle of the trail lighting a cigarette with two dogs at his feet. He had a greasy black ponytail, a black shirt, jeans and boots. He looked as if he hadn’t showered in days. I looked to my friend and he at me since this was an odd place to encounter a random stranger. The apartment complex did not allow dogs, so he was not a tenant. It also wouldn’t make sense for him to just be hanging out in the woods on a random Wednesday evening either. After lighting his smoke, He slowly looked up at us as if he had been expecting us. We proceeded with great caution.

The man started walking towards us and he to him. As we got closer, the dogs grew more aggressive. He and the dogs stayed to the left of the trail and we to the right, but we had slowed to the point that we were barley moving. By the time that he and the dogs were within reaching distance of us, I had my hand on my pocket knife should the dogs attack us. As he struggled to keep the dogs restrained by their lease, he sarcastically said to us “If you boys don’t mind keep coming through”. Not wasting much time, we did as such. After putting some distance between us and the man, I looked back and saw him still smoking his cigarette. The dogs barked all the way out of hearing distance.

Although definitely peculiar, I didn’t immediately think anything supernatural of that part of the journey. Again, my mind was on getting to the location where the cabin was in the dream. Thankfully, I did note the time that we encountered this stranger. 3:22 P.M.

After making our way to where the cabin was supposed to be, I was bitterly disappointed to not find anything of note. The same was true of where the flaming pentagram was in the dream. However, by this time my intuition was starting to kick in. I remembered how the decan spirits are described in humanoid form. By the time we had made it back to the car, I was itching to get home and cast the chart.

I began checking the decan spirits that resided over the ascendant and the midheaven. The ascendant proved to be unfruitful, but the midheaven told the tale. Agrippa says that “In the second face rises a nude man and nude woman, and the mad is sitting on the ground, and before him are two dogs biting each other”¹ Not being able to believe what I was reading, I swiftly emailed master Warnock and asked if he believed that I had encountered this spirit. He agreed that I had, and advised me to reserve judgement on the meaning of the encounter and to let it become known to me over time.

It would not take long for the true impact of such a powerful spirit to be felt. Only two weeks later, me and my father got into the worst argument of our entire life. I will not go into details, but the aftermath of the confrontation led to the worse days I had ever lived. I ended up not pursuing the masters degree program that I had enrolled in, but was lucky enough to get an entire refund from the school. Again turning to my teacher, he assured me that I was indeed leaving with the results of coming face to face with the angel of the second decan of Scorpio.

There are some key takeaways that I would like to take away from this story. They are as follows:

I am certain that this was a physical incarnation of this spirit. How you ask? Because when I was leaving the woods I was mindful enough to look down and see the cigarette butt that the man had left on the ground. I even pointed it out to my friend. I only wish that I had taken it with me.
It is extremely important that I had another person with me on this encounter so that everything that I am saying was witnessed by someone else and can be verified to be the truth.
It is interesting to note that in this chart, the moon applies opposition to the midheaven and to Mars in rulership (+5). The Moon is dignified by exaltation (+4). The Moon is in the cadent 3rd house.

Though it caused me a lot of suffering, I am still very grateful that this spirit choose to incarnate itself to me. I believe that this encounter is also related to a talisman I had made before this happened, and will write about this at a later date.

Exercise great caution and respect should you stumble upon the spirit of the second decan of Scorpio!

Citations

Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa, Three Books of Occult Philosophy The Celestial World, trans. Eric Purdue (Rochester, Vermont: Inner Traditions, 2021), 398. ↩︎