Tag: magick

Gaia’s Kracht

Gaia’s Kracht


Presentatie van Gaia’s kracht:
Roelien had een groot aantal foto’s van krachtplekken van over de hele aarde meegenomen, en gaf een lezing over verschillende krachtplekken binnen en buiten Nederland.

Na de lezing kregen we allemaal de gelegenheid om een foto uit te zoeken van de plek waarheen we zouden willen reizen.

Ik koos voor Mont Saint Michel, het beeld deed me denken aan droomreizen naar Atlantis.

Tijdens de trancereis onder begeleiding van Roelien’s trommel, zocht ik naar antwoorden op de vragen die mijn droomreizen me bezorgden: wie is degene die bij me was in die droom, en wat had ik te doen in die tijd en plaats van droomtijd?
Ik kwam uit op dezelfde intentie als waarmee ik aanwezig was tijdens de (her)inwijding van de Tempel van de Godin te Amsterdam:
De verbinding leggen tussen mijn spirituele weg en maatschappelijk handen, het meehelpen aan de vorming van gemeenschap der mensen, een humane samenleving.
En op die weg kom ik degenen tegen die bij me horen te zijn gedurende deze reis.

De (her)inwijding van de Tempel te Amsterdam

De (her)inwijding van de Tempel te Amsterdam



Vandaag was de grote dag voor de ceremoniele optocht ter inwijding van het altaar voor de Godin.
Liederen werden ingezongen, taken werden verdeeld: Bezemer in de voorhoede, dragers voor de Godin, hoornblazer, trommelaars, banierdragers, escorte en deelnemers.
Een kleurrijke groep mensen verzamelden zich bij de Waag, van hieruit begon de stoet de processie met het gesluierde beeld van de Godin: voorop liep de Bezemer die met zijn hexenbezem de weg vrijmaakte, gevolgd door de Priesteres met haar sjamanentrommel en de overige processiegangers.
De stoet hield even halt bij de Chinese Tempel van GuanYin om ook die manifestatie van de Godin te eren en te groeten, daarna ging het verder via het drakenpad (de leylijn) naar het Mercuriusgebouw.
Na aankomst werd het gesluierde beeld tijdelijk naar de achterzaal gebracht bij de krachtplaats, waar het werd bewaakt door de Bezemer terwijl de overigen verder gingen met de voorbereidingen in de voorzaal bij het altaar, er was er even moment van rust.
De Priesteres deed de aanroepingen van de Machten, ondersteund door het gezang van de overigen.
Toen de tijd zover was, bracht de Bezemer het gesluierde beeld naar het altaar, waar het door de Priesteres werd ontsluierd en geplaatst op het altaar.
Met de spiraaldans werd de krachtplaats met het altaar verbonden, daarna werd de Godin toegezongen met haar vele namen.
De hoorn met mede ging rond voor heilwensen: de Bezemer dronk op de manifestatie van deze ontmoetingsplaats voor een gemeenschap van mensen die willen meewerken aan een humane samenleving.
Tenslotte werden alle aanwezigen (de zichtbare en onzichtbare) bedankt.
Terugblik: het was een ontroerend ritueel, bij het zingen in de cirkel liepen de tranen bij mij, de Bezemer,  over mijn wangen.

Walking the labyrinth in a city park

Walking the labyrinth in a city park


Imagine this:
Some friends decided to meet in a city park, to create and walk the labyrinth…

Sounds impossibly difficult?

Nevertheless, we did it, yes we could!

Our intention was to make a temporary power-place to thank mother nature and all spirit-helpers who nourish us just by being there in a city park.

After the social chat and some coffee early in the morning, we occupied a few square meters, just enough to cast a small circle.
We drew a labyrinth using white flour, put some nice stones & shells in the middle, and voila!

One by one we entered the labyrinth to put our offerings in the center….

For me personally, this whole process felt like making a mandala for meditation and magick.
As soon as the circle was cast and the spirit-helpers were called, the boundary was set.
Drawing the labyrinth together created a spiraling vortex of power.
Entering the labyrinth felt like entering the magickal space of ‘between and betwixt the worlds’ innerspace and outespace.
Offering some food for the Fair Ones in the middle, I renewed my connection with this land (Netherlands, Amsterdam) and its powers.
Leaving the labryrinth also felt like renewing my commitment to bring my inner inspiration to the outside world, my community.

Afterwards, we passed the horn with mead thrice, saying blessings and oaths.

When all was said, we opened the circle and returned to the daily consciousness.

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Peer Gynt: Solveig

Peer Gynt: Solveig


The First time I heard Solveig’s song, the tune struck something in my heart before the words made any sense to me.

Now, after so many years, it still touches me deeply, hearing Solveig singing her trust in Love.

Kanskje vil der gå både Vinter og Vår,og neste Sommer med og det hele År,men en gang vil du komme, det vet jeg vist,

og jeg skal nok vente, for det lovte jeg sidst.

Gud styrke dig, hvor du i Verden går,

Gud glæde dig, hvis du for hans Fodskammel står.

Her skal jeg vente til du kommer igjen;

og venter du hist oppe, vi træffes der, min Ven

The winter may pass and the spring disappear

The spring disappear

The summer too will vanish and then the year

And then the year

But this I know for certain: you’ll come back again

You’ll come back again

And even as I promised you’ll find me waiting then

You’ll find me waiting then

God help you when wand’ring your way all alone

Your way all alone

God grant to you his strength as you’ll kneel at his throne

As you’ll kneel at his throne

If you are in heaven now waiting for me

In heaven for me

And we shall meet again love and never parted be

And never parted be!

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openbare viering Yule 2008

openbare viering Yule 2008


In de aanloop op dit ritueel weer veel tijd en energie in de voorbereidingen gestoken: publiciteit (via forums en flyers), vergaderen, boodschappen, zaal versieren.

De opkomst was goed, we begonnen heel ontspannen met thee en koffie in de zelfgebouwde snoezelhoek vol kussens, een prima aanloop voor kennismakingsrondje en ‘give-away’ ritueel:
Iedereen had een kleinigheidje meegenomen, die via het lot aan een ander werd toebedeeld, de hilariteit van de verassing brak het ijs.

In het middengedeelte van deze bijeenkomst was er gelegenheid om joel-kaarsen te maken of te helpen met de voorbereidingen van de potlach, verder waren er twee Orakels (steen-orakel en Yi Jing) in de bovenzaal.

Na het avondeten hielden we een lichtvoetig ritueel: de cirkel werd getrokken; we verwelkomden de windrichtingen, de elementen en de Krachten; er werd gedrumd en gerateld.
Een hoorn met mede ging driemaal rond om zegenwensen en eden te bekrachtigen.

Na het ritueel sloten we de avond af met koffie en thee in de snoezelhoek.

Hoogtepunten voor mij waren de herontmoeting met een oude vriendin en een nieuwe ontmoeting met iemand waarmee ik via de voorouders een culturele achtergrond deel.
Wat dit ritueel allemaal aan energie losmaakte heeft nog de hele dag erna krachtig doorgewerkt!

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Comments on my diary: China Journey 2007

Comments on my diary: China Journey 2007


Looking back at my journey:

For me, connecting with the ancestors is becoming a very important issue.
Not only the faraway mainland china connection, but also the more recent chinese diaspora to Java and Holland.

Often I feel on a gut-level during a meeting with somebody with these same roots: we are related, a few hunderd years ago…

The more I research on the shamanic roots of the chinese way of living, the more I discover:
chinese ancestor worship, gongfu (animal-styles, bagua), fengshui, divination (yi jing).

Fragments of my diary: China Journey august 2007:
At this moment I’m in Chongqing, the middle of china.
Already had a intense time in Shanghai-Yangtze river-Fengjie, later on I will visit Xian and Beijing.

Many things here remind me of Indonesia: the way people walk, the smells on the street, the shops, the slums.
I often have to explain that I do not speak chinese, but that my ancestors came from here.

Shanghai is weird: the contrast between sf and slum is great.

On the Yangtze I realised how this river is connected to chinese history. The great dam has already caused whole villages being displaced to outer provinces like Tibet and Xinjiang, imagine the suffering of the farmers of the displaced people but also on the receiving end in the outer provinces who have to cope with new invaders.
Many old ways are being destroyed in the name of progress.
At the dam I touched mother earth in a rock garden, it made me cry.

At Fengjie, city of ghosts, made for all the spirits from china, I realised how much has been destroyed by the cultural revolution.

Chongching is also very large and polluted, my stay here will be short.

I am looking forward to visit Xian, the tomb of the first emperor.
And of course in Beijing I will visit the great wall and TianAnMen square.

I hope to be back safe and well during Lammas…

…later…

Xi-an:

Terracotta army in the First Emperors’ tomb.
He was a real monster. Yeah, he ‘pacified’ China, but at the cost of many lives.

The Great Mosque of the Hui minority, fascinating to see all kinds of mythic creatures (like dragons etc) depicted despite the Muslim ban on depicting creatures.
Somewhere during the Tang-dynasty the Hui were invited in as mercenary troops to surpress peasant revolts, but now the Muslims are being distrusted as a possible source of terrorism.
Well, the Uighur in Xinjiang and Kazakhstan have cause to rebel against the pressure to be ‘assimilated’ as the Tibetans.

Beijing:

TianAnMen! Standing here, realising how the students’ movement was put down with tanks and guns,moves me to tears.
Weird to realize, that our guide (age 27) has never seen the pictures of that drama.
I brought a origami whitecrane all the way to Holland to here, originally to place it somewhere on this square to honour the fallen, but it was too crowded, so I gave it to our guide with the words: ‘in remembrance of the students that died, remember!’

Later on we had a tour through a Hutong, another ancient way of living that’s disappearing in the name of progress & profit: a network of old alleys & houses that form small downtown communities around a common well. The guide showed us a model-family (state-approved on show for tourists of course) who had many modern-day thingies like tv, refrigerator, dvd-player, piano; receiving tourists must be very profitable!.

Met some nice shopkeepers: one of them was very delighted to hear that my ancestors came from her home province Fujien, she was able to tell me that the dialect of my predecessors is still common in the area of the MinNan, another piece of the puzzle found!
….

Back home again: unpacking, cleaning myself & my stuff, opening my mailbox, calling friends.
Feels like I need to see some dear friends soon to reconnect to this land again!

When I was in china, I recoqnized many things I also saw in Java: the way people dress & move, the smells, the food, the housings. I never realised the great influence of the oversea chinese on the Javanese culture!”

Witches for Obama

Witches for Obama


A call to spellcraft, found in my mailbox:

65 years ago in the skies above England, pilots fought the Nazis in the Battle of Britain.

Legend has it that witches all over the land held rituals during those days and nights willing victory, willing the aggressors to fail or go home.

The same thing should be happening tonight and tomorrow, everywhere. Witches
should singularly and in their covens, be creating sacred space an doing powerful rituals to support the Battle of America.

People of other faiths should be praying in their own way and in their own traditions.

Call for a new wind, for a new time.

Call for a new change and a new direction. 
What happens in America tomorrow will impact everyone all over the world.

So no matter where you are, I humbly ask that each of you in your own tradition, turn your prayers, your will and your magic in the direction of progressiv change.

And pray that Americans turn out in record numbers to vote Barack Obama in as President with a unprecedented majority.

Please send this message or one like it to everyone you know.

Manifest Obama

Manifest Obama


OBAMA, yes we can!

Between now and November 4…
Let’s spend one minute a day…
Envisioning Barack Obama…
As our President…
Prepare your heart to fill with hope…
Prepare your mind to embrace the change…
Envision Barack victorious on election night……
Taking the oath of office…
On Inauguration Day…
Believe that this great moment in American history is already a reality…
Say the words to yourself…
To your family…
To your friends and neighbors…
Say it to the world…
Your vision is a sacred trust…
You are a sanctuary of a sacred vision for a renewed America…
Envision it…
Say it…
Feel it…
Believe it…
Make it our reality…
Manifest Obama, America!

Arie & Dragons

Arie & Dragons


Arie says:

Somehow I felt that the international healing magick should be done with
the aid of Dragons.

Wikipedia says:

The origin of Chinese dragon is not certain, but many scholars agree that
it originated from totems of different tribes in China .

Chinese dragons are strongly associated with water in popular belief.
They are believed to be the rulers of moving bodies of water, such as
waterfalls, rivers, or seas.

At the end of his reign, the first legendary Emperor Huang Di was
said to have been immortalized into a dragon that resembled his emblem, and
ascended to Heaven. Since the Chinese consider Huang Di as their ancestor, they
sometimes refer to themselves as “the descendants of the dragon”. This legend
also contributed towards the use of the Chinese dragon as a symbol of imperial power.

The four Dragon Kings (龍王; pinyin: Lóng Wáng) are, in Chinese mythology, the divine rulers of the four seas (each sea corresponds to one of the cardinal directions)

Comment:
Connecting with the Dragon Kings means connecting with elementary powers.
Proceed with caution!