The N.A.P. Spell - Pocket Ritual for Your Holy Body

Breathe like you mean it.
Snap like you’re banishing a bad ex.
Clap like your nervous system just hit the jackpot.

Your body already knows.
Even in soft light, even in quiet rooms, it prepares for impact.
It tightens. It climbs. It holds.

Shoulders rise like shields.
Jaw locks like stone.
Breath thins.
Mind races.
Spirit searches for an exit.

This moment doesn’t need escape.
It needs rhythm.
It needs ritual.
It needs you.

What Is the N.A.P. Spell?

N.A.P. = Negativity. Anxiety. Pain.
Three frequencies. Three weights.
Three energies you move with breath and will.

Crow would say:
When you control the breath, you command the moment.

How to Cast It

Step One.
Relax your jaw.
Touch your face like you love it.
Let it drop, heavy and unguarded.

Step Two.
Melt your forehead.
Press your fingers to your third eye.
Let pressure become permission.

Step Three.
Drop your shoulders.
Say it out loud:
They are not earrings.

Step Four.
Breathe.
Three rounds. One rhythm.
Let the spell begin.

The breath pattern is carved to clear the charge:
Inhale for four. Hold for four. Exhale for six. Hold for four.
Three rounds shift the current.

You can cast this in traffic, in silence, in chaos.
Anywhere breath can reach, the ritual can land.

Step Five.
Move the spell through your body.

Snap. Clap. Kick.
Snap the negativity.
Clap the anxiety.
Kick the pain away.

Make it bold.
Make it loud.
Make it yours.

Optional:
Caw like the beautiful freak you are.
The gods recognize devotion when they hear it.
The body does too.

Crow would say:
Movement is truth made visible.

Why It Works

The nervous system speaks through muscle and memory.
It stores survival in tension.
It writes trauma in breath.
It repeats what it never cleared.

This spell speaks your body’s language.

Breath interrupts the signal.
Movement rewrites the code.
Sound returns you to yourself.

This is nervous system alchemy.
This is real spellwork.
This is a power system designed to follow your will.

Every inhale is an invitation.
Every exhale seals the shift.
Every pause becomes a bridge.

Crow would say:
Your will is already here. Your breath just needs to catch up.

Final Truth

Make this ritual your own.
Make it instinct.
Make it art.

Breath is spell.
Movement is altar.
Stillness is voltage.

Every round is a homecoming.
Every breath is a doorway.
Every silence is a reset.

The nap is the ceremony.
The ceremony is now.
And now is holy.

Take the nap, baby crow.
You’ll wake up aligned.
You’ll wake up electric.
You’ll wake up in your own rhythm.

🎥 Watch Loui perform the N.A.P. Spell on TikTok.

Love is the law.
— Loui

Your body is an altar. This is a ritual. Welcome back to yourself.
— Loui Crow

The number again is 4… 4… 6… 4. That’s your body’s number. Dial it anytime. It always answers.
Now… breathe.