Satan and Suns

I found myself walking down a path in a barren woodland. It was a drab, grey place like a scene out an old black and white movie.
I came across a small grey tent along the path but when I opened the flap, I found that it was much bigger and brighter inside, filled with vibrant colors like I had just stepped out of the dull routine of my daily life and into a vibrant new universe.
I was having trouble focusing on the book and kept getting something like Jonique, but once it finally came into focus, it became Joaquin in flowing black script

I got distracted looking up what Joaquin meant and forgot to post the last part
When I entered the tent, I was out in the grey woods. When I left, I found myself in the midst of the carnival

This was my first time in nearly 5 years doing a guided meditation featuring the infernal divine, so it was pretty intense for me, but still a good time. As usual for my general life experience, I had my forehead tingle throughout this meditation.
Immediately, I was in an orange-yellow forest like in Autumn, but still warm. The path was clear and as I walked, I tried to get my blurry vision in focus. I took many breaks and deep breaths and carried on.
There was a red and white stripped tent. I held open the triangular curtain and said “hello” between my short breaths. The Lord of the Carnivale was tall. His face was shadowed over and I couldn’t see many details besides possibly glowing eyes. Like his tent, his attire and top hat displayed bold red and white stripes with the added puffed sleeves (UPG please don’t come at me). His shoulders were broad and chest held up with pride. He sat at a desk with the book. As I approached, he turned the book over to me and I saw my carnivale name: Lucenia-Erillia. As I stepped out of the tent, I said “thank you” and he smiled and waved.
I stood before the gates of the carnivale, wondering if it would be too overwhelming for me to step inside. As I stood there, literally panting and holding my chest, the Lord of the Carnivale stepped out of his tent and put his hand on my shoulder. It was a reminder that I was not required to enter the carnivale, even if I had been given a name.
I was given the name Lucenia-Erillia.
I have a connection with Lord Lucifer, so Lucenia makes some sense. Erillia is similar to “Ersillia”, meaning “delicate” in Latin . I suppose it may have been his way of saying, “This one is under my wing, fyi, she’s pretty sensitive to energy.” (Unconfirmed, I haven’t even asked my tarot cards if this is true).

So, I enter the Carnivale! The path seems longer this year. I approach the tent with one of my companions, who was squirming the whole time. We enter the tent, and approach the book. I kept seeing the name “Ibula” in my head, and lo and behold there it is. My companion’s name is “Yziro”, as Madator rubs his head. As I nod over the names Madator and the book disappeared on me.

I arrive with my sacred child in my arms. She is grinning That grin… I look at her sideways. She begins popping in and out of my view as I walk … first one blonde twin in my left arm. then a different her reappears with me holding her in my right arm. the differences in appearance are slight but their ability to create mischief is mind boggling. There is also a dark haired appearance.

In the tent I look at the Book and see my name written in fire. one twin plays with the fire and the name takes on a twist— fiery flames. the other twin appears and the name mysteriously is altered—fieryfleur. I scowl. Didn’t I have that name last Carnavale? It seems familiar but the Ringmaster has mysteriously suddenly disappeared.

I look into the flames and see the word “flame” with the f written backwards.
My name is Flame. With the F written backwards.
There is immediate disapproval and she says her name is me. The intended end of this is a really fun tug of war and name calling so I resolve it by quickly saying: I am Me…. and my name is Flame.

Flame.

I did this Meditation a second time
During Countdown I felt energies and in Astral Sight I noticed a path
And there, Matador 's tent
I saw his gorgeous red orange energies.
He said: Embrace your darkness, Welcome back, Mystic Nightshade
This is my Carnivale Name
Mystic Nightshade

I'm not gonna lie I've been dreading the carnivale and have yet also been feral to go back.

It took me a few minutes to really sink into the meditation, and I have slime rancher up on my computer so I can focus and zone in on Akelta's voice and sort of turn off my brain .

My inner child is leading this years trip, and honestly I'm all for it.

We are half way down the path when I hear my name for this year. My Inner Child tells me calmy, and then almost in defiance when I go "ew wait what?" she says it again, and I swear stomps her foot. I ping my Patron just in case, and he smirks and goes "look it up."

The name means Of The Forest, and it especially hurts my heart as I've been doing work to reconnect me to my home realm, which is commonly referred to as Forest.

When we get to the tent, and look at the book, written in green and gold is the name. Boldly taking up most if not all the page. She looks happily and defiant to the world as she slaps her hand on the page, leaving a print of her hand the book seems to absorb. She takes our ticket and puts it in my hand, slapping it there to.

"Shut up and enjoy it.... bee itch."

"The meditation made me look within to sense and see visions of the energies. The carnival has a living essence to it, at first, as I could catch sight of its twisted, fun essence. The visions of its energies look dark, and the whispers of long-forgotten essence. The whisper was luring and has an essence that I could feel; embracing this whisper attuned me to the macabre, dark whispers of the carnival. And with this, I received my name dark macabre whisper."