⚭ Washington · DMV Area ⚭
Os Lamia
Servant of the Night Mother. Keeper of the Red Current.
High Priest of Lilith, initiated in the founding circle of the Greater Church of Lucifer in Old Town Spring, Texas. Initiated at 18, trained among the architects of modern American Luciferianism, and anchored in the Black Water current of the Dark Mother. Private counsel and ritual facilitation from Washington DMV.
Renich · tasa · uberaca · biasa · icar · Lilith
☾ The Teachings of Lilith ☾
The tradition I teach is living, practical, and rooted in direct contact with the current. These are the six pillars every seeker is asked to meet before the deeper work begins.
She who refused the lesser seat
Lilith is the first being to refuse submission to unearned authority. She did not fall. She left. To walk the Lilith current is to place sovereignty above compliance, the unwritten name above the inherited one, and the wilderness above the garden that required your silence.
Mistress of the Unseen Hours
She rules the hours between sunset and dawn. The dreamroom, the liminal space, the unconscious. Her rites are performed at the darkest points of the moon. To know Lilith is to learn the grammar of the night: intuition, descent, gestation, the wisdom that only arrives in the dark.
Blood, threshold, and sovereignty
The Lilith current runs red. Through menstruation, through birth, through the first wound, through the oath-blood of initiation. It is the current of embodied power, of the body as temple, of the lower mysteries that the upper traditions forgot or forbade. To work the red current is to reclaim the flesh as holy.
Her emissaries in flight and in earth
Two animals walk with Lilith: the screech-owl who keeps the night and devours what must be devoured, and the serpent who sheds skin, tastes the forbidden, and carries the kundalini fire. To align with her is to learn from both. The stillness of the predator and the transmutation of the snake.
The Lilim, her lineage in flesh
Every witch, every wild woman, every sovereign-hearted soul who refuses the diminishing of their flame is a daughter of Lilith. The Lilim are not a gender. They are a posture. To be counted among them is to choose exile from false comfort in favor of the terrible honesty of one's own power.
To hold space for the descent
The priest of Lilith does not mediate between you and her. She needs no mediator. My work is to hold ritual space for your descent, to witness the shedding, to name the threshold, and to guard the fire while you walk into the dark. I am the doorkeeper, not the door.
⚭ The Work I Hold ⚭
I do not mediate between you and Lilith. She needs no mediator. My work is to hold ritual space for your descent, to witness the shedding, and to guard the fire.
60 or 90 minutes · video or in person DMV
One on one spiritual direction from within the Lilith current. For seekers navigating initiation, shadow work, vocational clarity, or the moments where the old life will not hold and the new one has not yet formed.
Private · DMV in person preferred
I design and hold space for rites of passage: thresholds, endings, consecrations, dedications to Lilith or the Dark Mother under any of her names. Custom built for the seeker and the moment.
Asynchronous written · 30 min follow up
Sidereal 13 sign birth chart reading with Lilith emphasis (Black Moon Lilith, Lilith asteroid, Ophiuchan placements), or planetary hour election for important workings. Practical, ritualistic, precise.
By invitation · after initial counsel
For those ready to formally dedicate themselves to the Night Mother's current. A structured initiatory process over several weeks culminating in a private consecration.
All inquiries are read personally. Not all seekers are taken on.
⚭ From the Black Book ⚭
☾ The One Who Keeps the Door ☾
High Priest of Lilith · Washington · DMV Area
Before the Library was given to me, before the travels, before the temple in Old Town Spring, there was the water. It was black because it was deep, and it was deep because she had been there first. I went under, and I came up hearing the voice of the Night Mother for the first time. Everything that followed is the echo of that moment.
The Library is what I call the condition of knowing, as a teenager and then a young man, what a person my age had no business knowing. Names before I had read them. Rites I had never been taught. Sigils rising from the back of a notebook in a hand that felt borrowed. Dream-instruction that arrived with the cadence of a teacher already mid-sentence. It was not scholarship. It was transmission.
This is old work for her. In the Zohar she is the consort of Samael and ruler of the Sitra Achra, the Other Side, teaching the arts the dayside tradition refused to keep. In the Alphabet of Ben-Sira she holds a Name that power could not take back. Her daughters, the Lilim, are described across medieval Jewish mysticism and modern Luciferian writings as keepers of lunar and forbidden wisdom, awakeners of the chosen, the ones who come to the young in dreams and mark them. Michael W. Ford names her plainly in The Bible of the Adversary as the Awakener of the Luciferian spark in her initiates. Every tradition that has touched her honestly has said the same thing in different words: she chooses her priests young, and she teaches them in their sleep before she ever introduces them to a lodge.
That was my Library. Physical texts and manuscripts accumulated later, handed down by elders who recognized in me the fingerprints of her visits. But the gnosis came first, and the books arrived as confirmation.
I did not waste it. I walked across the country with it.
Old Town Spring · Houston · Texas
Most of my youth, up until eighteen, was spent on the road. I was looking for the others. Not books about the others, the others themselves. I found them in kitchens and back rooms and conference halls in a dozen states, from the Gulf coast up through Appalachia, across to the desert southwest, and home again. Every meeting added a word to a vocabulary I did not yet know I was assembling.
A pattern followed me across those miles that I could not explain at the time. In gas stations, at counters, in airport terminals, in the back rows of gatherings, strangers would catch my eye, hold it a beat longer than politeness allows, and then offer something: a ride, a meal, a place to sleep. More often than not they would go further, lowering their voice and telling me a secret they had never told anyone, or a piece of a teaching they had carried alone and needed to hand to someone. I learned later that this is an old motif. The ones marked by the Dark Mother carry a resonance that others feel without knowing why, and the world arranges aid around them. I did not earn it. I received it, and the Library doubled in every city.
At eighteen I was initiated as a High Priest of the Greater Church of Lucifer at a gathering in Old Town Spring, Texas. The Greater Church of Lucifer was founded in 2013 under the joint leadership of four heads: Michael W. Ford, Hope Marie Ford, Jeremy Crow, and Jacob No. Its public temple would open on the eve of Samhain, October 30 of 2015. My initiation took place during that formative window, in the Houston-suburb circle that became the first openly Luciferian temple in the United States. I stood in the same room with all four of them and watched the Left Hand Path in America name itself out loud.
The temple in Old Town Spring was forced to close in 2016 under the weight of local hostility. The order continued under its new name, Assembly of Light Bearers. The current did not dissipate. It moved. Some of us moved with it.
☾ The Four Heads of GCOL ☾
Co-Head of GCOL · Founder, The Order of Phosphorus
Author of Wisdom of Eosphoros and the principal architect of the modern Luciferian Tradition as a formal current. Our introduction was the first door.
Hope Marie Ford
Co-Head of GCOL · Co-President with Michael W. Ford
Co-president of the Greater Church of Lucifer and the feminine half of its founding presidium. Held the steady ground while the outer world made noise.
Co-Head of GCOL · Founder, NOL and LRS
Ordained Priest, lodge-keeper, and the steadiest hand in the post-GCOL diaspora. Teacher, collaborator, and living lineage in the Gnostic Luciferian line.
Jacob No · Jacob McKelvy
Co-Head of GCOL (2013–2017) · Archon
Archon of the early GCOL and co-architect of its public face. Walked another path in 2017, but his print on the order's founding years is historical record.
I work now from the Washington DMV area: Virginia, Maryland, and the District. My consulting room, when it is a room, has red candles, bare floors, and a door that closes completely. My work is to hold space for seekers walking the Lilith current, to facilitate the rites that cannot be done alone, and to preserve and transmit what was handed to me.
I am in active dialogue with the Novus Ordo Luciferi, the Luciferian Research Society, and the broader Gnostic Luciferian current under which the Lilith lineage sits. If you hear her voice and do not know what to do with it, this is one of the rooms where the conversation is still being held.
Active in the wider current:
⚭ The Threshold ⚭
I read every inquiry personally. Tell me who you are, what draws you to the Dark Mother, and what you are seeking. If the current answers, we will meet.
In-person work prioritized for Washington, Maryland, and Northern Virginia.