u/Pleasant-Distance811

about 5 months ago I made a post about visiting a local metaphysical store where I live and happened to ask if they had any statues representing Lucifer, the Morningstar, etc. They seemed extremely offput by my question (despite having numerous statues of deities from other major pantheons) and told me that I need to know what I'm getting into, to be """certain""" that I'm on the right path, to consult the STORE THEMSELVES for guidance, etc.

I went back to look at the statue selection again. Pretty much every single one that they did have of most deities have been replaced with Christian/Catholic statues, Jesus mini figures and crosses, and saints. most notably there were quotes hung around that just seemed.. panicked? saying that """The Devil""" had no place there, etc.

I'm not saying that this is inherently a bad thing, it just felt odd considering how unsettled they seemed about my last interaction with them, and now every statue that represented any pantheon/deity that doesn't relate to Christianity is gone. i really wasn't trying to spread bad energy or vibes there, but I guess it might have been taken in that context.

I was pretty disappointed just because it was the only local place that had anything that wasn't JUST Christianity, but.. oh well.

again I'm genuinely not trying to trash anyone's beliefs. I've just never had an experience as odd as this one. 😭

I've been under Lucifer's guidance for about a year now, and during that year, I have always been super adamant on.. not asking for help. A lot of it stems with how I grew up, especially emotionally, but the other half of it was that I was convinced that asking for any kind of help was """using""" my guides for my own benefit, and I don't want to do that at all whatsoever. Last week it came to a head, and I was essentially crying every single day; my mom passed from suicide last year as well and I was convinced for that entire year that nothing was meant to go right for me. That everything would crash down eventually.

Recently I felt an urge to try meditating again; I have combined ADD/ADHD so it makes that incredibly difficult, but I did so regardless. I just imagined my scattered thoughts being put into orbs that I could observe, and counted each of my breaths. I was able to enter a relatively relaxed state, and essentially just.. asked Lucifer for help. I've been struggling to find a job since returning to South Florida, and felt as though I'm terrible at socializing due to being on the spectrum. I felt as if I was messing EVERYTHING up. While nothing incredibly flashy happened during my meditation, there was still a noticeable change; I felt warm, calm, and LOVED. I cannot put into words how light it felt when I woke up.

The morning after, I got a call. A local spa owner liked my resume, interviewed me for nearly an hour, and I now have a working interview tomorrow to see how I would do at the job. The next day, some issues I won't get into came up in my stepmom's family and she took out her irritation on me, to which I was upset and left to drive to clear my head. As soon as I left, I saw a car tag with nothing but "666" on it, and said fuck it, I'll ask for help again. I asked Lucifer if he could please just.. give me a chance to smooth things over again. My brain was convinced I'd be kicked out (due to past traumas with my mother/my entire family's track record to take out their anger onto me instead of, you know. Therapy). I came back a few hours later.

As soon as I walked in, stepmom texted me to say that this was my home and I wouldn't be turned away. Good to know! But what sealed the fact for me that Lucifer was there was me walking up to the kitchen counter, and the sigil of Lucifer necklace was laying there next to my mail.

I didnt put it there. I have NO utter idea how it got there, and neither my dad nor stepmom give a shit as to what my spiritual alignments are so they wouldn't crucify me for it, and neither of them mentioned it. I still, even a few days later, have ZERO idea how or why it was there. But since I asked for his help and finally stopped being so goddamn stubborn, I have a new job doing clerical work that I will (hopefully) finally do well in, and I feel like things are, for now, finally going okay.

(On a funnier, less sappy note, I had my dad pull a tarot card as a joke. He pulled The Devil LMAO)

I'm hoping to set a habit for meditation in the future and get back into offerings, even though Lucifer has always given me the sense that he doesn't need (but appreciates) them.

Thank you, Lucifer, and I am so glad to have you as a teacher and protector!!!

To make a weird story short, I ended up visiting a local metaphysical store that was unfortunately Wiccan. I asked if they had any beginner books on magic/sigils, and the store manager told me that I seemed not confident in what I wanted to do (I'm not new to being in contact with Lucifer, but I've wanted to delve/have been studying magic for a little while now), and he warned me that the Luciferian side of things is " very unforgiving" (???)

He also told me that before I "try anything" relating to magic to talk to him or the store owner first to make sure "what I'm doing is right".

It was a bit fear-mongery and the whole interaction was just.. uncomfortable?

I just wanted others' opinions on this.