Friday, May 1, 2015

Beltane: Wedding the Divine!

It was on a Beltane roughly a decade ago when I first looked through the eyes of the whole of the universe as my own. This mystical experience isn’t the same as your run of the mill spiritual epiphany or ah-ha moment. It was all encompassing.

There is an analogy I like to use in regards to explaining the theologies that fall under the umbrella of the Craft. Interestingly enough the original idea came from talking with my son. It was “the talk.” By which I mean the talk where I had to explain that some people only believe in one God and that sadly many of them will refuse to understand who we are and what we do, and that they can and will be mean about it. He was perplexed almost beyond words. When he finally did speak he said, “But the forest has more than one tree in it.” Brilliant! That is all I could think. Needless to say the conversation continued for quite some time but that one analogy from the depths of the mind of my son has stuck with me.

It’s not a perfect analogy, but none are. A forest is full of many different trees. Some of which many Witches establish relationships individually with. This is spirit work. Polytheism. Animism. Other Witches don’t but choose to work with the wood of the trees. I like to think of them as wood workers like carpenters. These are those that touch upon the essence of the material that composes the spirits. Broadly speaking they like to throw around terms like the divine and the sacred in lieu of specific “trees.” Others like to study the forest and uncover the inner workings and connections of the whole ecosystem. Yet another group likes to focus upon the cycles of the forest. Most Witches though are way more complex than any one of these simplified and limited categories and instead mix it all up to include some I didn’t mention.

My Beltane experience all those years back trumps all of it. In one instance, as I was standing in a doorway watching it rain, I was each plant and animal in the forest, I was the essence that made the whole, I was the inner workings, I was each point in time throughout all cycles, I was the sky and earth below, I was each star and planet to include the sun and moon, I was the nothing in which it all sat, and more. Is this the same as enlightenment? No, not as commonly defined. It is more of a shattering of an illusion, a taste of the feast on the table.

This is what Beltane is about, at least from a Traditionalist standpoint. Beltane is when we are crowned the ruler over the spiritual kingdom. Custom and myths tell tales of the rulers of old being wed to the land at the beginning of May. Just as they are wed to the land we are wed to the spiritual land and crowned with the whole of the heavens as the rightful sovereign. Today is the celebration of the consummation of that union.

This is all speaking from the individual perspective though. Now take this idea and expand it to include the forest and see how each category approaches this point upon the cyclic myth differently, and how each of those applies differently to us.

Boidh Se!

-SM

“Lost in a thicket bare-foot upon a thorned path.”

Thursday, April 30, 2015

Walpurgisnacht!

I wrote this recently. It was an exercise into a form of writing I don't usually play in... it was fun, and hopefully the spirit of it will come through the words. 

The Witches Sabbat
Off to the Witches’ Sabbat we go,
A sojourn into the divine personal,
By the light of the moon onward into flight,
An inward journey will only do.

Pulled by a call into the brush thick and dense,
The hardest is the first step of many,
Therein before an altar of truth all kneel,
Found here is the initiation by heart.

Upon a mound the throne does sit,
By whose authority the spiritual is wed,
To stave every hunger there is a simple feast,
The hallowed deepens with each toast.

A heralding wild call and we dance,
The rhythm of life the drums we beat,
Twists and turns the steps spin,
Transformed in cycles are we.

By a crackling fire we open heavy eyes,
A blanket of eternity draped thereon,
Continue before our eyes the Sabbat goes,
Never having to leave all is here.



Boidh Se!

-SM

"Lost in a thicket bare-foot upon a thorned path."

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Stir the Cauldron

There comes a point when the Witch knows. They know what they need to be doing in the work, they know what resonates with them, and they know how to be in that place between the worlds. They simply know. This does not mean that they always do the work. Knowing a thing and doing it are quite different. This point of being is a threshold in their Craft though, the step from learning to possessing.

Great magick and internal alchemy result not only when the Witch has the realization of knowing their place in the Craft and cosmos but when they proclaim “fear, ego, shadow, dweller, etc, be damned I am doing this thing!” There is an old Latin phrase that is common amongst the world’s Special Forces that applies here, “Qui audet adipiscitur!” In English it is “S/He who dares wins!”

Learn it; do it. Just as the Craft of the Witch is deceptively easy it is equally complicated when not tempered by actually experiencing it. The Craft is transgressive; it is on the fringe challenging us to transform. We just have to dare to stir the cauldron.

Boidh Se!

-SM

“Lost in a thicket bare-foot upon a thorned path.”

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Milestone Post: Reflective Journey in Pictures

Today is the first step for this blog into a next round of hundreds, with 200 posts written and published. Seriously though this blog is my own personal best record of my Craft and how it has evolved over the years. I am horrible at magickal diary keeping—truly I am. This is not to say I don’t have records. There are binders and notebooks staked high full of rituals written, experiments, recipes, and the like.

As such, this blog is a chronicle of a journey. I can at any point open an old post and whisk myself away to a time before. There are even a few posts I would likely argue with myself about. New revelations and experiences certainly change our world view. So I thank you all for coming on this ride with me. Sure there are some things I’ve held back or that you miss but the essence of the journey has stayed the same.

This morning I picked an arbitrary number, but one that seemed high in my blog’s data analysis, and ranked my top previous posts based on the most viewed. These can be found below.

I also included all four guest posts and one interview since all of these individuals were gracious enough to humor me. These posts come first followed by my own

Enjoy this recap as a journey in pictures. Also, blog love is always appreciated!

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-------------------------------------------------*All ME: Top 15*-------------------------------------------------

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That’s it, that’s all I got. It has been a great journey. Now onward!

Boidh Se!

-SM

“Lost in a thicket bare-foot upon a thorned path.”

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

By Three Drops



I wrote the following as an exercise of sorts:

By Three Drops

The sorrow of death spins suffering into fabric,
The moon illuminates tombs of silent agony,
And legends of woe are made.

The isolation of walls tower casting shadows,
The gloom of loneliness grips in despair,
And the soul cries longing to commune.

The void of nothingness shrieks of the terror of oblivion,
The hands grasp clawing in desperation,
And fear whispers that nothing is there.

There is a path through the woods without a map,
There is no beginning and no goal,
But in the now illusion can be stripped from the eyes.

There is an elixir brewed in the heart,
Three drops of mystery, salvation each one,
But from the chalice it must be sipped.

The drop of rebirth the sun rises by,
The next of unity the crown is returned by,
And the last of eternity the heart dances by.


Boidh Se!

-SM

"Lost in a thicket bare-foot upon a thorned path."