Don't F.A.F.O.: How to Lock the Damn Gate Before Any Conjure
You light the candles, but I’m urging you to lock it down first. Set your protections before you flick any Bics, or Some random spirit might answer first.
It’s Imperative That You Spiritually Guard Your Altar, Tools, and Any Gates or Portals You Open
You light the candle. You pour the water. You shuffle the cards. But you never guarded the gates or portals that you opened. Yes, those are opens gates and portals.
And that’s the problem.
In Hoodoo, we don’t conjure with the door swinging open. We don’t invite power without sealing the space first. Before the flame flickers, the perimeter has to be set. Before the prayer is spoken, the court is summoned. Before the altar wakes up, the gate MUST be locked.
Because every single tool you touch—mirror, candle, Bible, water, deck, incense—becomes a portal the moment its commanded and listens. That bowl isn’t just water—it’s a scrying glass, a recorder, a offering, a open portal. That mirror isn’t just glass—it’s a gateway. That candle isn’t just light—it’s a sentinel. Once spirit hears your name, you’ve entered a dominion. And if you didn’t call your spirits by name, post your watchers, or set your guard? Then you’re sitting at that table with your mouth open and your back turned.
Spirits don’t care about your good intentions. Energy doesn’t respect ignorance. It responds to vibration, law, and authority. If you didn’t seal the room, something else might walk in—without knocking.
Our ancestors knew this. They didn’t light up just to “see what would happen.” They weren’t playing with portals like toys. They laid down red brick dust. They burned camphor and said Psalm 24 at thresholds. They anointed mirrors with oil and whispered the names of their bloodline in order. They summoned their spirtual courts of protectors. Called the guardians. Posted the flame as a sentry. And only then did they dare to speak.
Because rootwork Isn’t casual. It’s legal. It’s ancient. It’s war in sacred form.
You can’t be out here doing rituals without set perimeters. You can’t be calling power with open gates and uncovered backs. That altar you set up? It’s a signal tower. That flame you lit? It just broadcasted your spiritual location. And if you’re not the one setting the terms, then something else will.
And let me be clear: I don’t care how peaceful the vibe feels. I don’t care if you saged (Which I don’t Use), meditated, or “cleared the energy.” If you didn’t legally set any spiritual boundaries—if you didn’t declare authority over that room, name, and flame—you just lit a flare for every wandering force within reach. If you lit the candle then you opened the gate. When shit starts to go left, you’re wondering…Who in the hell left the gate open? (Old Rev. James Cleveland reference)
So hear me:
If your altar’s active but your perimeter’s open, then so is your power.
If your flame is bright but your command is dim, then you’ve already lost the first move.
You’re not conjuring—you’re leaking.
And that stops today.
Before any candle gets lit, before any bowl is filled, before any herb or oil is cleansed and blessed—lock the damn door.
You set your watch. You post your guards. You claim the space by name, flame, and blood.
Because conjure done right isn’t just about calling in power. It’s about keeping everything else the hell out.
Tag someone who keeps opening portals but forgets to lock their front gate. Don’t let them learn the hard way.
Story Time
She came to me looking tired—not physically, but spiritually. The kind of worn that shows up in your eyes before it hits your back. She said things in her house had shifted. Fogged-up mirrors. Cold drafts in a warm Florida room. Something brushing her feet while she slept. She thought maybe she was overreacting.
But I knew what it was before she finished her sentence. I was already pulling cards.
She told me she’d had a tarot session the night before. Burned sage (That damn sage again). Did meditation on the result. Even threw in a cord-cutting ritual she found online. She did all the “right” spiritual things.
But what she didn’t do? Lock the damn gate.
I asked her plainly:
“Did you call your protective court spirits by name before opening that deck?”
“No.”
“Did you close the session when you were done?”
She blinked like I asked her in another language. “Close it… how?”
Girl what?
And that’s the problem right there. Nobody’s teaching spiritual boundaries. They’re teaching vibes and aesthetics. Hoodoo ain’t cute. It’s authority. It’s blood. It’s responsibility.
So I told her the truth, clear and cold:
“You cracked the veil but never sealed the edges. You opened a portal and left it unmanned. Now something’s watching you through the hole you left behind.”
We didn’t waste time. We got to her house and I read Psalm 24 aloud at every doorway and window, claiming the house by spiritual law. We laid red brick dust like fire around the front and back doors—hot, gritty, and final. Also on the window seals. Every mirror was anointed with camphor oil, her finger tracing the edge while she declared:
“This gate is sealed. No spirit enters that is not summoned by me”
I stayed until the work was done.
Within three days, she texted me. The heaviness broke. Her dreams stopped shaking her. By day seven, the house was clear. Because once you set the law—spiritual law, ancestral law, conjure law—nothing crosses it without consequence.
This wasn’t about fear.
It was about authority.
You don’t just set candles and call it done.
You command your space like it belongs to you—because it does.
I don’t care what your ritual looks like.
If you didn’t lock it down, it’s a free for all in the spiritual realm.
Protect Your Energy: Seal Portals Before Every Ritual
You’ve been told to open your third eye. Told you to trust the universe and let the energy flow. Said “This is how to raise your vibration, speak light, and “align.” But they never told you to protect the damn door. No one warned you that spiritual work without protection isn’t enlightenment—it’s exposure. They left out the part where every portal is a risk, and every ritual is a summons. You don’t just invite in what you want. You open yourself up to whatever is nosey and waiting. And in the world of conjure, something is always nosey and waiting.
They don’t teach you the parts that matter. They don’t tell you that lighting a candle is a very spiritual act of transference. That a bowl of water becomes a window. That your cards and pendulums become beacons the moment you flip and swing them. They want you to focus on vibes and good feels, but Hoodoo is not about appearances or raising vibes. It’s about protection, peace, wealth, love, unity, and the occasional spiritual chin check when someone outta pocket. It’s about name, blood, and power. I don’t know about yours, but my ancestors didn’t play with portals. They locked them. They posted guards. They called on Psalms, poured oil, and red dusted and blessed the halls like firewalls.
That’s why I don’t touch a single tool until my space is secured. My protocol is non-negotiable. I set the perimeter—and declare what its going to be. Cause those lying ass trickster spirits will show up throwing everything off. and more so, some malicious spirits will show and want to stay. I light a black candle on my altar as my spirit witness. I read Psalm 91 aloud with full authority. I anoint my body with Fiery Wall of Protection, sealing myself as a vessel under divine jurisdiction. I don’t walk into spiritual work like prey—I walk in as the MF’n law, backed by ancestral authority, and expect to be obeyed. I’m not saying I’m the baddest MF out here, I’ve been in this almost 3 decades and learned a lot of hard lessons. I want everyone safe.
So here’s your instruction: before your next ritual, take command. Walk clockwise through your space with a lit black candle or burning herb like frankincense or camphor. Speak Psalm 91 from beginning to end. or your command. Then, when the room is heavy with spirit, stand at the door and declare: “This space is sealed in divine law. No spirit enters unless summoned by name, every thing else can get the f*ck and get the f*ck out, or I will send your ass into the void never to return.” That is not superstition. That is how you work with force. That is how you keep control. That is how you survive ritual with your spirit locked and loaded. Lock the gate. Then do your work.
What Happens When You Spiritually Lock Your Ritual
When you spiritually lock your space before conjure, everything responds differently—immediately. Your candle flame no longer flickers with confusion; it stands tall and steady like a sentinel. Your cards don’t ramble or mislead—they tell the unfiltered truth. The air in your room shifts. It doesn’t feel haunted, but strongly charged. There’s weight, but not fear. There’s presence—but only what you’ve called. No more strange shadows. No more spiritual static. Just your authority reflected back to you in silence.
People who never used to listen start calling you for clarity. The energy you call in obeys faster. The results you seek show up cleaner. Because when you operate under sealed law, your power can’t be hijacked, distorted, or misread.
This isn’t just about spiritual safety. It’s about spiritual sovereignty. You’re not just someone working a root or lighting a candle. You’ve become a warden of your spiritual space. A sovereign of your altar. A commander in a realm most folks stumble through unguarded. Now you can stop wondering why folks are in these forums and platforms asking for help to get rid of something they didn’t intend to summon.
And once you feel that level of command—once you taste the calm that comes from real spiritual security—you’ll never go back to “undirected” conjure again.
Comment below with which tool you use most—cards, mirrors, or water
If your energy’s been leaking, your results delayed, or your rituals feeling “off”…
It’s not your tools—it’s the unmanned ritual space.
This is your line-in-the-sand moment.
Close and protect the gates.
No more wandering.
No more hoping.
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