Gryffins Nest Festival
Posted on 05/31/10 02:05 PM
Author: martinie
Category: Magickal Records
Monday May 24,2010
BlackMoon....Pass out Dr. John's prayer on the oil spill. It would be powerful to place some of the oil on the cards to be given out. Books and prep for trip to Babalon.
Tuesday
May 25,2010
Operation under left eye. This scar matches the scar over my left eye. Some sort of sword or knife wound brought to karmic frutation. A fairly common process described best in the book Old Souls.
Wednesday
May 26, 2010
The oil would transform the cards containing the prayer into talismanes. A chance to see the monster.
Thursday May 27, 2010
The Road movie....the boy / the man/ the world. To survive and remain the good guys. The basic decision was not to commit suicide. Why? The movie resonates with the vision of the spreading oil.
Friday May 28,2010
Maps for Msln and I. The oil is in parts of Louisiana we seldom visit. We were in Golden Isle years ago.
Saturday May29, 2010
Griffins Nest Festival
This is to my knowledge the first pagan festival in Louisiana. TV reporters from Baton Rouge upon arrival. Heard the the local churches actively opposed the fest. About 50 people including presenters. Very welcoming. Spoke with Sam, gate keeper, he said that drummin at 60 cycles a minite induces an alpha state. Cliff is having tha fest.
TARA...I was drawn to a large live oak on the festival field. An immense living being. Walked and touched the low branches. Sat by the trunk...a sense of being enveloped in the above and below ground extentions of the tree. Two people came over who turned out to be presenters. They were teaching a Tara Mandala Dance at the tree. Ah! I felt Mr. Norbu in this. During the Mandala dance, there was a lot of wind and a bug landed on the hand i held the Tara statue. It held tightly; a sense of caring and protection welled up in me. Someone I knew lives ago has come to me for refuge in the storm. The partner of the teacher has brough Wicca and Tibetan Buddism together in a coven he leads.
OIL...text from Mgdlyn. Cap on blown pipe failed. A sadness I felt driving here through the swamps and wet land became overwelming and I walked looking for solitude. The idea of the "emvironment" is too abstract for me but the loss of the beauty; the art I saw on the way up was devestating. My heart broke. I suppose that the oil will bring new, different life forms but the marine life, the birds, the flora will be gone.
SWAMP An 80 foot dock led into a full growth cyprus swamp next to the festival field. I spent a good amount of the time back on the dock drumming to the swamp spirits.
MGDLYN Working / Abyss / "Who am I." With sacrament. I assisted acting as a familiar. I was in the swamp and Mgdlyn in Cincinnati. Celtic music at fai do do in background. Used the unicursal hexagram as the majickal link. AUDIO record "Maegdlyn, who are you? Who are you. who are you? Who are you? Ago yea...Ago yea...you walk you walk....passageways...I come to meet you....agoago....Move upon the water....Such a gathering...Strength...the Word Strength to you...Who are you, Mgdlyn? " A great white bird takes flight before me. The talismine glows lighting the darkness. Thhroughout the tape there is an odd gurgling sound I did not hear. Something to incorporate into the drumming. The talismine shines with the color of magick.
The talismin flies like a white moth over the swamp.
VOODOO Drummed with a House from North Carolina. We knew one another from American Voodoo Fest in Flordia about 2003. Powerful rite for The Lovers. A man and a woman who loved one another and were to be sold to different plantations. They escaped and traveled on the underground railway. they died on the journey, their union torn apart in the Visible World. The rite was to marry them in the InvisibleWorld. The ceremony to be performed by the loa and orisha.
Sunday May 30, 2010
Barbara from Chicago arrives. Talk of slavic paganism.
BlackMoon....Pass out Dr. John's prayer on the oil spill. It would be powerful to place some of the oil on the cards to be given out. Books and prep for trip to Babalon.
Tuesday
May 25,2010
Operation under left eye. This scar matches the scar over my left eye. Some sort of sword or knife wound brought to karmic frutation. A fairly common process described best in the book Old Souls.
Wednesday
May 26, 2010
The oil would transform the cards containing the prayer into talismanes. A chance to see the monster.
Thursday May 27, 2010
The Road movie....the boy / the man/ the world. To survive and remain the good guys. The basic decision was not to commit suicide. Why? The movie resonates with the vision of the spreading oil.
Friday May 28,2010
Maps for Msln and I. The oil is in parts of Louisiana we seldom visit. We were in Golden Isle years ago.
Saturday May29, 2010
Griffins Nest Festival
This is to my knowledge the first pagan festival in Louisiana. TV reporters from Baton Rouge upon arrival. Heard the the local churches actively opposed the fest. About 50 people including presenters. Very welcoming. Spoke with Sam, gate keeper, he said that drummin at 60 cycles a minite induces an alpha state. Cliff is having tha fest.
TARA...I was drawn to a large live oak on the festival field. An immense living being. Walked and touched the low branches. Sat by the trunk...a sense of being enveloped in the above and below ground extentions of the tree. Two people came over who turned out to be presenters. They were teaching a Tara Mandala Dance at the tree. Ah! I felt Mr. Norbu in this. During the Mandala dance, there was a lot of wind and a bug landed on the hand i held the Tara statue. It held tightly; a sense of caring and protection welled up in me. Someone I knew lives ago has come to me for refuge in the storm. The partner of the teacher has brough Wicca and Tibetan Buddism together in a coven he leads.
OIL...text from Mgdlyn. Cap on blown pipe failed. A sadness I felt driving here through the swamps and wet land became overwelming and I walked looking for solitude. The idea of the "emvironment" is too abstract for me but the loss of the beauty; the art I saw on the way up was devestating. My heart broke. I suppose that the oil will bring new, different life forms but the marine life, the birds, the flora will be gone.
SWAMP An 80 foot dock led into a full growth cyprus swamp next to the festival field. I spent a good amount of the time back on the dock drumming to the swamp spirits.
MGDLYN Working / Abyss / "Who am I." With sacrament. I assisted acting as a familiar. I was in the swamp and Mgdlyn in Cincinnati. Celtic music at fai do do in background. Used the unicursal hexagram as the majickal link. AUDIO record "Maegdlyn, who are you? Who are you. who are you? Who are you? Ago yea...Ago yea...you walk you walk....passageways...I come to meet you....agoago....Move upon the water....Such a gathering...Strength...the Word Strength to you...Who are you, Mgdlyn? " A great white bird takes flight before me. The talismine glows lighting the darkness. Thhroughout the tape there is an odd gurgling sound I did not hear. Something to incorporate into the drumming. The talismine shines with the color of magick.
The talismin flies like a white moth over the swamp.
VOODOO Drummed with a House from North Carolina. We knew one another from American Voodoo Fest in Flordia about 2003. Powerful rite for The Lovers. A man and a woman who loved one another and were to be sold to different plantations. They escaped and traveled on the underground railway. they died on the journey, their union torn apart in the Visible World. The rite was to marry them in the InvisibleWorld. The ceremony to be performed by the loa and orisha.
Sunday May 30, 2010
Barbara from Chicago arrives. Talk of slavic paganism.