My Story with Devil Traps
You'll never guess how a single devil trap saved me from an intruder when I lived in an apartment in Prescott Valley, Arizona. We had just moved into the apartment, a small hole in the wall on top of a mountain. We didn't have a yard, but we
had a small back porch. I had a bunch of potted plants we had brought with us from our previous place, and I placed them all around the edge of the porch. There was a tree out back that Zephyr, the Italian Greyhound, (my good boy conjure dawg who has since made his way to the rainbow bridge) decided to make his own, but it was a good 50 feet down a hill and he was pretty much blind at this point. Since we had just moved and he didn't know his way around yet, I blocked any path from the porch to
the tree with a devil trap. It was to block him from trying to go exploring on his own, but also served as a deterrent to any bothersome spirits that may find us to be fresh blood upon which to feed. I mean, you never know about new spaces, and especially apartments where there is a high turnover of tenants. You just can't be too careful with the kinds of energies previous tenants leave behind.
It takes a minute to cleanse and secure a new space. Placing a devil trap is a quick way to place a ward because all you have to do is simply place it in the space you want protected. It turns out that placing the devil trap on the back porch was more than a good idea.
As we were
settling in, there was a knock on the door. I opened it up to find a disheveled man with an open container of protein powder that was half full. He started to try to sell me the protein powder! I looked at him like he was crazy and asked him if he was being serious, that he looked like hell and who in their right minds would buy an open container of half full protein powder from a stranger. He was obviously high, on what I don't know, but the interaction stopped almost as soon as it started. I
closed and locked the door and then my paranoia shot through the roof. I hadn't lived in an apartment for a very long time and tried to wrap my mind around having to deal with these kinds of things now that we lived in an apartment setting.
Not long after I shut the front door, I see someone lurking in the back. He was peering into the windows,
spying on us. I thought, not today, Satan, and decided to confront this guy, who I realized was the same man who had tried to scam me by selling used protein powder at the front door.
Some might call me crazy, but it is what it is. I refused to be scared when we just moved in and were trying to make the most out of this tiny little apartment,
the only thing we could find when we had to move during the fun times of the pandemic. I opened the back door and here was this guy looking shady af, standing not 6 feet away from me behind my barrier of plants and devil trap.
He started saying some nonsensical things when I asked him what he thought he was doing. To be honest I can't remember
what he said because it made no sense at all. He started walking slowly towards me and began to step over the back porch plant barrier. That is, until he looked down and saw the devil trap. He literally stopped cold in his tracks, and put his foot back down behind the barrier, changing his mind about coming at me.
By this time, someone had
called the police on the man as he was apparently creeping around the place looking for apartments to break into. He ran off in the other direction and was soon apprehended by the police. We came to find out he was actually a tenant in the complex.