Craft Post 7: Braided Stream
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sabrinamariExpanded and reposted as an entry from a comment below.
The most powerful group I have ever been part of, until the Fires of Venus Keepers group, was my core coven of many years, Braided Stream. This group was composed of the same small group of people who remained bonded over 6+ years, with the occasional addition of a very few who came, stayed a for a little bit and moved on to other groups.
The core of Braided Stream was the single most united, powerful and courageous group of *Magicians I have ever encountered. We grew a group mind the likes of which I have never seen anywhere else, though I wonder if FoV may offer something exquisitely similar soon...
Our nickname was "The Bunny Borg": tender, tremendously loving and fiercely interwoven at the level of bodymind.
We were like the fingers of a single hand, coming together in ritual and magic like a troupe of trained professional dancers, anticipating each other's moves and shifting, adapting to the flow of energy as it evolved before and around us.
We used every magical technique for healing and empowerment we could find and we invented those we couldn't. We tried everything and stopped at nothing. We ignored everyone who said we couldn't, shouldn't stick our fingers into every pie.
We made some awe-inspiring mistakes, but we lived.
We were champions, and honest-to-Gods glorious.
We were magnificent.
We were also a group of 1st Degree Initiates, every single one a woman who came up in ranks under me to stand beside me as an equal, a Magician and a teacher in her own right.
All but I were Neophytes during the majority of the group's critical formative years. To be fair, my fantastic working partner Dove was a 3rd Degree, and we worked as a team during the first year and a half, until she felt a powerful call to move on. If I had not had Dove for that first period, Braided Stream would have been impossible to create.
Neophytes are people in the midst of an often-chaotic and always profound transformation, alternating amongst states of ecstasy, misery and wonder. They are not stable people. They are fiercely in the midst of becoming someone else, and you better keep up or get the hell out of the way! If you are a Neophyte's teacher or you live in the same household with a Neophyte, buckle your seat belt. If you are a Neophyte's partner or lover, someone needs to explain what is happening to you tout suite.
Coaxing each glorious Magician-healer into full blossom almost killed me---I had FIVE NEOPHYTES at once!!!
To make matters worse, remember that I had no working partner after the first year and a half---it was truly an impossible situation. I begged Cat and George (respected peers and friends very dear to me) for help, I tore out my hair, I shifted moons into long, half-day affairs and worked in a Neophyte support group meeting, a formal class and a full-on ritual into every coming together.
It was fucking ridiculous! I have NO IDEA how we pulled that off. None. I could not do it today without forfeiting my entire life to the process.
And oh, Gods, it was so beautiful.
You see, before Braided Stream ever formed, I had one deep, heartfelt wish: I wanted to be part of a group of equals, all as powerful as I or more so, each of whom could help teach me to fly fly fly, and with whom I could break all the barriers my soul encountered.
And the Gods gave me Braided Stream.
This is where I really learned almost every damn thing that made me the Priestess I am today.
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* I use the term "Magician" in reference to the Magician of the Tarot, who brings together earth and sky, channeling the wisdom and power of the universe into ritual for purposes of healing, transformation and empowerment. I do not use it here as a reference to "practitioners of ceremonial magic".
The most powerful group I have ever been part of, until the Fires of Venus Keepers group, was my core coven of many years, Braided Stream. This group was composed of the same small group of people who remained bonded over 6+ years, with the occasional addition of a very few who came, stayed a for a little bit and moved on to other groups.
The core of Braided Stream was the single most united, powerful and courageous group of *Magicians I have ever encountered. We grew a group mind the likes of which I have never seen anywhere else, though I wonder if FoV may offer something exquisitely similar soon...
Our nickname was "The Bunny Borg": tender, tremendously loving and fiercely interwoven at the level of bodymind.
We were like the fingers of a single hand, coming together in ritual and magic like a troupe of trained professional dancers, anticipating each other's moves and shifting, adapting to the flow of energy as it evolved before and around us.
We used every magical technique for healing and empowerment we could find and we invented those we couldn't. We tried everything and stopped at nothing. We ignored everyone who said we couldn't, shouldn't stick our fingers into every pie.
We made some awe-inspiring mistakes, but we lived.
We were champions, and honest-to-Gods glorious.
We were magnificent.
We were also a group of 1st Degree Initiates, every single one a woman who came up in ranks under me to stand beside me as an equal, a Magician and a teacher in her own right.
All but I were Neophytes during the majority of the group's critical formative years. To be fair, my fantastic working partner Dove was a 3rd Degree, and we worked as a team during the first year and a half, until she felt a powerful call to move on. If I had not had Dove for that first period, Braided Stream would have been impossible to create.
Neophytes are people in the midst of an often-chaotic and always profound transformation, alternating amongst states of ecstasy, misery and wonder. They are not stable people. They are fiercely in the midst of becoming someone else, and you better keep up or get the hell out of the way! If you are a Neophyte's teacher or you live in the same household with a Neophyte, buckle your seat belt. If you are a Neophyte's partner or lover, someone needs to explain what is happening to you tout suite.
Coaxing each glorious Magician-healer into full blossom almost killed me---I had FIVE NEOPHYTES at once!!!
To make matters worse, remember that I had no working partner after the first year and a half---it was truly an impossible situation. I begged Cat and George (respected peers and friends very dear to me) for help, I tore out my hair, I shifted moons into long, half-day affairs and worked in a Neophyte support group meeting, a formal class and a full-on ritual into every coming together.
It was fucking ridiculous! I have NO IDEA how we pulled that off. None. I could not do it today without forfeiting my entire life to the process.
And oh, Gods, it was so beautiful.
You see, before Braided Stream ever formed, I had one deep, heartfelt wish: I wanted to be part of a group of equals, all as powerful as I or more so, each of whom could help teach me to fly fly fly, and with whom I could break all the barriers my soul encountered.
And the Gods gave me Braided Stream.
This is where I really learned almost every damn thing that made me the Priestess I am today.
****
* I use the term "Magician" in reference to the Magician of the Tarot, who brings together earth and sky, channeling the wisdom and power of the universe into ritual for purposes of healing, transformation and empowerment. I do not use it here as a reference to "practitioners of ceremonial magic".
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Date: 2011-06-01 08:27 am (UTC)I'm not sure it can be recreated. I've been learning to let go and try to allow whatever unfolds to unfold, rather than hoping to shoehorn other experiences into that shape.
Next time I get over there, I would love to circle with ma NJ peeps.
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Date: 2011-06-01 10:48 pm (UTC)There are drawbacks to experiencing a wonderful relationship, just are there are benefits to enduring a bad one.
The gift of a bad relationship is the ability to deeply appreciate and love those who treat you as if you are precious.
The challenge of a good relationship is the temptation to try and recreate it artificially, forcing each new possibility into a mold that doesn't fit.
I have acquired both. It has been hard to let Braided Stream go. But of course, my connection to each of you will never die.
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Date: 2011-06-01 11:26 pm (UTC)I love you much!
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Date: 2011-06-01 11:18 am (UTC)Oh my---I just put it out there, didn't I? LOL
Hugs.
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Date: 2011-06-01 10:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-01 08:46 pm (UTC)Do you think it is possible to re-create the feeling of such well-oiled groups as your experience with Braided Stream and Keith's with Summer Oak?
I know that as humans we remember those wonderful moments & events, and that the desire to seek and recreate them is strong. But I question whether or not we can ever go back to something like that. We are changed as we move forward and our needs & what fullfills us are different.
And even if we know we cannot (or don't want or try to) recreate those moments, do you think they are moments we can define as we experience them or are they better identified as serendipitous moments of joy and rightness only after they have passed?
For clarity's sake - I don't think you are saying that you want to go back to Braided Stream, nor that Keith wants to go back to Summer Oak, but this post got me wondering about the best way to integrate past wonderfulness into our present and future journeys. We spend so much time and energy talking about, separating from and dealing with past injury, now I'm thinking about how to integrate past joys as well.
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Date: 2011-06-01 10:56 pm (UTC)No, I don't believe that we can consciously force a return to serendipitous periods. They come as gifts, we revel in them, and we let them go. If we are fortunate, and we have good skills, we can extend them into the future, sometimes for a long while.
But once they are gone, they leave the pain and sorrow of the memory of that sweetness, along with the joy we have received.
That can be so sad. But it is precious.
I think it is very possible to fully experience the joy in those moments, those periods, as they unfold. I often do. I often do.
How we integrate them afterwards is a good question. I am still exploring that one.
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Date: 2011-06-03 02:53 am (UTC)But it taught me TONS about what I want (and a bit about what I don't). I don't know if I'll ever get it, but I know exactly what it looks like, and if I see signs of it, I believe I'll know how to water it and make it grow. And with any luck, how to trim and prune it so it doesn't grow into the wrong shape.
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Date: 2011-06-01 10:48 pm (UTC)Wow.
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Date: 2011-06-01 10:51 pm (UTC)And I think it was possible because:
1. I wanted it so badly.
2. I was in graduate school.
3. My marriage was so bad that all the love and time that Ken rejected was available to Braided Stream.
Kind of interesting, huh?
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Date: 2011-06-01 11:29 pm (UTC)Braided Stream gave me this gift.