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Samhain 2020 Pathworking



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Written by Ivo Dominguez Jr • Narration by James C. Welch
Chant: 
Samhains Revels  by Ivo and from A Dream Whose Time Is Coming performed by the Assembly of the Sacred Wheel.

Pathworking:

Pour A Libation For The Dead.

Close your eyes and move inwards. Take a deep breath and become aware of any distractions from the outside world— sounds, sensations, thoughts and feelings that came with you to this moment. Gather these distractions together ••••• and bid them depart until you return from this journey. •••••

Open your eyes briefly and then close them again holding within yourself the image of where you are in the here and now. See a sparkling mist rolling, slowly filling your vision. See it grow thicker, and thicker, and thicker until you are enveloped in swirls of pearly mist, rosy mist, that glistens with sparkling motes. ••••• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. Although you are still, you feel the fog swirling all around you. 

The fog is dispersed by a cool dry breeze that sends a shiver across your skin. • You are in a well kept formal garden, perhaps you are on the grounds of a manor or a botanical garden. It is just past sunset and the sky is darkening. The summer blooms are long gone, but here and there you see some chrysanthemums, asters, and  the last of the fall flowers. The trees are losing their red and golden leaves to the call of the wind. •

You look around to orient yourself and see a building with large Doric columns behind you. To your left and right you see a formal garden and statuary. • All of it is very lovely but does not call to you. • What does call your attention is a large wrought iron arch with a gate. Two old willow trees flank either side of the gate. The willows’ drooping branches sway slowly in the wind. • You start walking toward the gate and you see lights flickering in the distance. • • There are also orbs of light floating through the bushes and trees, softly brightening then dimming. •

As you reach the archway and the gate you realize just how massive they are. It seems as if it grew larger as you approached. • You step through the gate and with that step the sky grows dark. •

You are at the beginning of a vast labyrinth lit by countless candles. •• The air is filled with voices and whispers. •• You begin to walk the labyrinth, the lights twinkling  at the edges of your sight. • As you walk, the path gently curves, then straightens, then curves again. •

You see motion at the edge of your sight and look up. • You see there are others walking the labyrinth as well.  Some look much as you do. Others are oddly dressed. • It suddenly strikes you that some are ghosts and shades of memory. They glow. • They pass through each other. • They shift from human shape to orbs of light and back. •As you walk, the path gently curves, then straightens, then curves again. •

In the distance you see gigantic shadowy figures, taller than the trees surrounding the labyrinth.  As you move deeper into the labyrinth they become visible and you can begin to discern their features. As you walk, the path gently curves, then straightens, then curves again. •

Clothed in shadows and vestments of night you see that the towering figures are various Goddesses, Gods, and Great Ones of Death and those that guide travelers in the •  in-between places. •• • They are all gazing calmly at you. • You take quick glances to see which of Them have gathered this night. ••

You keep walking the path. The labyrinth’s path somehow has become wider as you walk and the distances stretch so it becomes huge. •• You smell the scents of life and death. • As you walk, the path gently curves, then straightens, then curves again. •

As you near the center you see hooded ritualists and hear their chant. •••• The path has gotten so wide that three people could walk side by side. • You can see the center of the labyrinth now. You can see the living and the dead swaying and dancing around something. •

You reach the center and see a stone garden urn overflowing with red liquid and red light. •  The living are pouring libations into a garden urn from bowls and pitchers. The dead glow brighter as they come and dip their fingers into the urn. • The red light dancing in the liquid, dances in them as well. ••

One of the ritualists asks you,  “Do wish to come forward to pour a libation to those on the other side?” 

•• You pause and think about family, friends, and others that mean something to you that have walked on to the other side. ••

You decide that you will make an offering, and are given a bowl that feels heavy in your hands. You step up to the garden urn and pour the libation. As the liquid falls, time slows, and you see the liquid as a ribbon undulating slowly as it drops. • The ribbon of liquid expands and parts the veil between the worlds. •••

You see and hear guidance from beyond. •••••

Those that came to see you depart. •• You feel a hand upon your shoulder but no-one is there. A soft voice whispers, “Look once more, then withdraw. You may not linger here.” •

You see some spirits heading deeper into the land of death, the land of eternal Summer. •• You see others traveling to the heart of Winter, the eternal night. You see those spirits that would be born again pass through the Sun Spark gate. • And then, they pass through the Moon gate that leads to the wombs of Earth. ••

With a blink of the eye the way is closed. You see only a garden urn reflecting the Moon above. •

You turn and start walking outward and as you do the labyrinth shrinks, the path narrows, and a thick fog rolls in obscuring everything. •


All is a soft dove gray. • You feel the swirling and the turning all around you. ••

Little by little,  the fog lifts and you flutter your eyes open and find yourself back in the here and now. Back in the place where we began. Back in the place you held in your memory so that you could return. •••

Take a deep breath. Move your toes and fingers. Be here and in the now. Be here and in the now. And you are here.

Autumn 2020 Pathworking



Autumn2020


Written by Ivo Dominguez Jr • Narration by James C. Welch   Chants: "Harvest Time from Awakening The Dream; Feral Beauty” from A Dream Whose Time Is Coming by Ivo.

Pathworking:

This pathworking is a journey to the heart of the setting Sun.

Close your eyes and move inwards. Take a deep breath and become aware of any distractions from the outside world— sounds, sensations, thoughts and feelings that came with you to this moment. Gather these distractions together ••••• and bid them depart until you return from this journey. •••••

Open your eyes briefly and then close them again holding within yourself the image of where you are in the here and now. See a sparkling mist rolling, slowly filling your vision. See it grow thicker, and thicker, and thicker until you are enveloped in swirls of pearly mist, rosy mist, that glistens with sparkling motes. ••••• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. Although you are still, you feel the fog swirling all around you. 

You open your eyes and find yourself sitting on a bunk in a cabin. • You shift your gaze upward and see a window that reveals that you are in the midst of a wooded campground in the hills. • You are with a group of friends and members of your community gathering together for the Autumn Equinox. • Bring to mind the people you would wish to have with you. •••

The breeze coming in the window is cooler than you expected so you grab an extra layer of clothing and put it on. • You hear voices outside and get up and go out the cabin door to see what’s going on. • Some people are weaving wheat and leaves together to create crowns, giving them to whoever will wear them. • Some people are filling baskets with food and drink for the celebration.  ••

There are carts and wagons, that are being prepared for a hay ride. Some are set to be pulled by horses and others by tractors. • One of your friends is giving a slice of an apple to a horse and they smile at you. •• 

You take a deep breath and enjoy the crisp cool air and the musky sweet smell of the Autumn. You walk over to your friend and you help them load bales of straw into the carts for the hay ride. ••• It feels good to do work that will be enjoyed by yourself and others. •• Some people have gotten dressed in festival garb. • Garlands are being placed on the carts and wagons. • There is a sense of excitement and expectation filling the air. You pause as someone comes by with cups and a pitcher filled with apple cider. • People are starting to be seated in the carts for the hay ride. ••

Someone dressed in renaissance fair garb steps up onto a tree stump and says:

Good Morrow your Graces! 

This eve as we enter the gloaming we will take a woodland ride to the lake

to honor the setting Sun and the setting of the year.

Find the sweetness of life and your balance 

for tomorrow the days will wane again.

You and the rest of the people climb into the carts and wagons. •• To the side of the path a group of singers offer a song as the hay ride begins. •••••

The cart lurches into motion and you have to catch yourself and push back against the bales of hay. You settle in and relax and watch the trees go by. • You feel the gentle rocking of the cart’s progress into the woods. The rhythm of light and dark of sunlight coming through the leaves and branches is soothing. The breeze on your face is gentle and alternates between slightly cool and slightly warm. •• The quiet conversations in the background drop away and you only hear the sounds of the journey.

As the ride continues you notice that more and more of the leaves in the trees are changing color. Here and there you see yellow, orange, and red splashed among the green. •• The air is cooler and dryer and sweet with the faint scent of apples. • The sun is moving lower in the sky and the sky’s colors remind you of both the flowers of Spring and Autumn’s leaves. • You just breathe deeply and take in the beauty around you. •••••

Your thoughts begin to move through your memories of the year up to this point. •••  You think on what began and what finished. •••• Think on what you must release and what you must hold close. ••••You are your own harvest. •• What will you save for the future and what will you enjoy in the here and now? •••••

The cart goes around a bend in the path and exits the woods. • Before you is a small lake reflecting the colors of the setting sun. On the opposite side of the lake there is an apple orchard. Several people are standing together next to a table with baskets of apples beneath a tent pavilion surrounded with banners of setting suns, cornucopias, and the glyph of Libra. •• The hay ride comes to a halt. • The people approach, singing and carrying baskets of apples. •••••

A woman that reminds you of one of your favorite teachers comes to your cart with a basket. She pulls out a cutting board and a white handled knife and starts to cut the apples in half. She flicks out the seeds with her knife and collects them to plant later. • She smiles and waves everyone over making sure that all take an apple. • Each apple is different and you don’t recognize the varieties. •

She says, 

Those of you that sat back down get up if you can. 

Now all of you take the apple in both hands and see the star at its core.

You see that the apple was cut horizontally and see the star within the apple.

She says,

Now hold the apple up and out so it covers the setting sun in your line of sight. The glorious clouds and the darkening sky will give you what you need.

With the apple covering the sun the colors of the clouds become more vibrant. The clouds are changing shape and you see fleeting images forming and dissolving. •• The message you need is in the clouds. Look closer. ••••

The sun has dipped lower and is about to touch the horizon. Rays of light pierce through the clouds. You hear someone yell,

We Give Thanks! We Give Thanks!We Give Thanks!

You say  We Give Thanks!. • The person next to you is taking a bite of their apple. You wonder for a moment then take a bite of your apple. •• Sweet and tart and crisp. The juices run down your chin. It is just the way you like it• You feel the the warmth of the sun, the work of the year, and the satisfaction of tasting the fruits of your efforts.  The blessings of the Autumn Equinox are upon you. You know this in your heart and soul.

A fog rolls in from the lake. All is a soft gray. • You feel the swirling and the turning all around you. ••

Little by little,  the fog lifts and you flutter your eyes open and find yourself back in the here and now. Back in the place where we began. Back in the place you held in your memory so that you could return. •••


Take a deep breath. Move your toes and fingers. Be here and in the now. Be here and in the now. And you are here!

Lammas 2020 Pathworking



Lammas2020


Written by Ivo Dominguez Jr • Narration by James C. Welch 
Music and sound editing by Ivo as well.

Pathworking:

This pathworking is a journey to the gift of Lammas..

Close your eyes and move inwards. Take a deep breath and become aware of any distractions from the outside world— sounds, sensations, thoughts and feelings that came with you to this moment. Gather these distractions together •••• and bid them depart until you return from this journey. ••••

Open your eyes briefly and then close them again holding within yourself the image of where you are in the here and now. See a sparkling mist rolling, slowly filling your vision. See it grow thicker, and thicker, and thicker until you are enveloped in swirls of pearly mist, rosy mist, that glistens with sparkling motes. •••• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. Although you are still, you feel the fog swirling all around you. •• You feel your posture shift. You are seated. •• You feel drowsy •••

The sound of a slamming car door brings you to full attention. You are seated on the passenger side of a car. It is parked and you are still seat belted in place. The driver leaving the car must have woken you up. It is a pleasant summer day. The windows are rolled down and there is a nice breeze. •• You look out the window and see that you are at a huge road side produce stand. • 

There are multiple pop-up canopies and colorful hand painted signs announcing an abundance of vegetables, fruits, flowers, local honey, pies, and more. •• It looks amazing so you unbuckle and get out of the car. •• The tables are heavily laden with baskets of gorgeous tomatoes, peppers, squash, corn, melons, and more. The air is rich with the fragrance of ripe perfection. You wander around the tables you see jars of local honey and preserves, pies and breads, and cut flowers for sale. • There is a stand selling warm bread fresh from an oven filling the air with the enticing smell of bread. You see a sign painted with a cornucopia, a scythe, and the words Lammas Loaves. •

As you keep exploring you understand that this is more than a road side stand, it is a community’s farmers’ market. All sorts of people are milling about, examining the wares, haggling, laughing, and catching up on local gossip. ••

You reach the back of the market and see fields of grain, corn, and vegetables. You step into the field, walking between the rows. Blue skies with puffy clouds above and the many colors and textures of the ripening crops around you. The taste of rich soil and recent rains are in the air. •• You walk and enjoy the peace and soft rustle of breezes in the leaves.  •

At the end of the row you see two trees that have been bent into an archway and decorated with flowers and woven wheat. • You can see more fields past it and you wonder why someone put it there. You walk up to it. • 

Now that you are close you can see just how intricately the branches, the flowers, and the wheat have been woven together. • Although it is daylight you can see a faint glow beneath the arching branches. • You decide to step through. •

The air is suddenly filled with the sounds of people talking.  The light is brighter and the colors more intese• You are still in the fields but before you is an enormous square table with a dozen or more chairs at each side. Four larger, impressive, chairs are set at the four cardinal directions that are empty. The table is covered with more delicious bounty than any banquet that you’ve seen. Everyone is seated and awaiting the feast. •

Someone who looks familiar, like a friend you’ve missed for years, points to a chair that they are saving for you. You move quickly and pop into the chair. •

As soon as you settle into your chair, everyone takes hands and you feel a rush of energy moving from hand to hand round the table. •• Then all drop hands and rap the table three times with their knuckles. • 

A group of people across from you stand up. They smile at each other, they take a few deep breaths, and the begin to sing.

 (Open & Clear chant)

People are passing the food and filling their plates. •• You start putting food on your plate but it is filling fast. • There are more wonderful things to try than will fit on your plate or in your belly. • Your plate is full. There are a variety of pitchers and you choose apple cider to fill your goblet. You notice that others are waiting with full plates for some signal to begin eating. • The last plate is filled and a hush descends upon all that are present. • 

There is a flash, a shimmering sound,  and the four chairs that were vacant are occupied by swirling lights. •

The glow fades in one of the chairs and becomes the vague shape of a person with shifting images of trees, leaves, branches, and roots moving across its surface. The air is full of the smell of the deep woods. • You hear a voice that is clear, but clearly nonhuman. •

I am the Forest Spirit. • 

These lands that are now fields are made of me.

This was my sacrifice.

I am still here. You are now my trees. •

You feel the pressure of their gaze upon you. •

What have you received from me and what will you give in turn? ••

You answer them.••• They say thank you.

One of the other chairs is suddenly filled with a large full figured woman in a flowing gown of gold and red and amber. Her face is partly hidden by veils of leaves and tendrils. Her eyes are like stars. Upon her head a crown made of woven stalks of wheat, barley, and corn. 

I am the Wealthy One who gives all. • 

I  create knowing that all I make must perish.

The brightness of my flowers becomes the richness of the crops.

In you I feel the cycles of my creations.

You feel the pressure of their gaze upon you. •

What have you received from me and what will you give in turn? ••

You answer them.••• They say thank you.

With a sound like rattles and drums, a form fills the third chair. Indistinct at first then becoming the greenman. All of their features composed of foliage and plant life.

I am Jack the Green, Jack the Lantern, 

Jack of Frost, and Jack in the Pulpit and more.

Know me also as John Barleycorn. 

Know that the fuel that feeds the fire of your life is me.

I rise again but I DO feel the cutting down.

You feel the pressure of their gaze upon you. •

What have you received from me and what will you give in turn? ••

You answer them.••• They say thank you.

You wait for the fourth chair to fill. • Instead, your eyes blur, the world shifts and you find yourself transported to the fourth chair. You hear a voice in your head.

Heir of all Skills. Child of Promise

Descendant of Life Eternal

Beloved One, Champion of the Future

What will you give to yourself and to your world?

You answer them.••• They say thank you.

There is soft applause and people begin to eat. You reach for your fork but your neighbor’s hand stops you. They say,

“This food is not meant for those that are still of the Earth. Go home and feast with those whose hearts still beat.”

You hear a faint chant as the table begins to turn slowly and the world goes gray and foggy. •

(Thanks Turns The Wheel chant)

The rolling fog carries singing voices and you listen. •••• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. You feel the swirling and the turning all around you. ••

Little by little,  the fog lifts and you flutter your eyes open and find yourself back in the here and now. Back in the place where we began. Back in the place you held in your memory so that you could return. •••

Take a deep breath. Move your toes and fingers. Be here and in the now. Be here and in the now. And you are here!

Summer Solstice 2020



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Written by Ivo Dominguez Jr • Narration by James C. Welch 
Music and sound editing by Ivo as well.

Pathworking:

This pathworking is a journey to seek the Shining Self and the Mantle of the Sun.

Close your eyes and move inwards. Take a deep breath and become aware of any distractions from the outside world— sounds, sensations, thoughts and feelings that came with you to this moment. Gather these distractions together ••••• and bid them depart until you return from this journey. •••••

Open your eyes briefly and then close them again holding within yourself the image of where you are in the here and now. See a sparkling mist rolling, slowly filling your vision. See it grow thicker, and thicker, and thicker until you are enveloped in swirls of pearly mist, rosy mist, that glistens with sparkling motes. ••••• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. Although you are still, you feel the fog swirling all around you. ••

It feels like you are walking. The mist begins to lift and blow away. You find that you are walking in a city. You can feel the heat rising from the sidewalk. The tall buildings offer shade but the thick warm air makes it clear that it is high Summer. •• The city feels familiar and uncanny at the same time. You are walking purposefully with a strong stride. Though you can’t remember your destination you know how to get there. ••


As you walk block by block, the sidewalks and roads become less congested. • Some of the buildings are vacant as well.  • There are fewer cars and people ••• You hear a faint song and turn your head to hear it more clearly. •• You notice a streak of reflected sunlight on a building that looks like an arrow and decide that is confirmation to follow the song. •• You are watching for signs and listening for the song as you walk. It is like walking an invisible labyrinth made as much of imagination as it is of buildings and crosswalks. •••


You stop cold. Something has changed and you know you’ve gone too far, but you aren’t sure how you missed your destination.  You turn around and start walking back slowly • carefully looking for clues. •• You see some spray painted street art of a sunflower on the plywood boarding up a shop being renovated about 10 paces away. • With each step toward the sunflower you feel a tug that grows stronger. •• You are standing at the shop looking up at the sunflower. ••


Someone taps on you shoulder and asks, “Did you hear something?”

You turn around and see someone wearing a cap, sunglasses, and a jacket covered with so many enameled pins, embroidered patches, and fabric paint you can barely see the denim underneath. The glare of the Sun behind them makes it hard to see their face clearly. •


You say, “Did I hear what?”  • They ask, “Did you hear the song?” ••

Cautiously, you say, “Yes” • “Come with me” they say and they duck into an alley. You follow,  picking up your pace to catch up with them. It is cooler and darker in the alley. • It looks like the alley dead ends but they turn left into a narrower passage, just the leftover space between buildings built without planning • They open a door in a high fence and you follow them in. •


You are in a courtyard formed by buildings. There are no windows and it looks like there used to be a building in what is now the empty space of the courtyard. It is not barren nor overgrown, but filled with flowers and the lazy drone of bees. • Someone must be tending the space.• About two dozen or so people, of all kinds and styles are in the courtyard standing in a circle. Your guide has vanished but a tall woman with dark wavy hair and coffee brown eyes waves you over to join the circle. •


She smiles and asks “Shining Self?” • You say “Yes, but how did you know?”

She answers, “You have the look. • Watch and listen and when the time comes, it is your choice.”  You join her in the circle and all hold hands. •

Two people step out from the bounds of the hand-held circle. As they move around the circle, the blank walls of the surrounding buildings vanish and the meadow of flowers seems to stretch to the horizon. A cylinder of brilliant blue light surrounds the circle as they walk. •


They circle round again and pause in the East and you hear singing.•


The powers of the Four Elements are being called forth. The world shakes with their coming. ••


You feel static electricity move across your skin lifting each hair. Everyone drops hands in the circle. The sky above the circle has turned to night sprinkled with stars but somehow the Sun is shining directly overhead. •• The Sun is perfectly still in the heavens, • it is the eternal now, the stillness of the solstice. ••

A person walks into the center of the circle and lifts their hands. • A chant begins in the circle. •••• The golden beams of the Sun descend and form a mantle, a cloak, of brilliance upon their shoulders. You gaze at their face and marvel at the flow of their emotions as they awaken the Sun within themselves. They take a visible breath and return to their place in the circle. ••• You watch as two more people take their place in the center and return. ••• No more have gone to the center. • The person to your left says, “You can if you wish.” ••


You make up your mind and take your place in the center.   •••••

The power is warm and soothing. •••

The power is enlivening and empowering.

The power is clarity and centeredness and motion and stillness. •••


You return to the circle feeling changed. You hear a voice call from every direction.


I ask you to become

I ask you to become a child of the heavens, bright with blessings

I ask you to become a child of Earth, rich with the fragrance and juice of life

I ask you to become the crest of the wave of ancestors that brought you to this moment

I ask that you become a living crossroads whose every step opens the way

I ask you to become a wide walker striding at the edges.

I ask you to become whatever you can lend to the work of the world.


You are the Shining Self and you are not alone. So mote it be••

A glowing fog begins to roll in and the hidden courtyard fades away into the glow. •• The fog carries singing voices and you listen. •••• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. You feel the swirling and the turning all around you. ••

Little by little,  the fog lifts and you flutter your eyes open and find yourself back in the here and now. Back in the place where we began. Back in the place you held in your memory so that you could return. •••


Take a deep breath. Move your toes and fingers. Be here and in the now. Be here and in the now. And you are here!

Dark Moon Shore



Dark Moon Shore


Written by Ivo Dominguez Jr • Narration by James C. Welch 
Music and sound editing by Ivo as well.

Pathworking:

This pathworking is a journey to the inner realm of the Dark Moon. There you will have the opportunity to take in the Mystery of the Moon. Although it is best to do this pathworking during the three days approaching the Dark, it can be done any time you need it during the waning of the Moon.

Close your eyes and move inwards. Take a deep breath and become aware of any distractions from the outside world— sounds, sensations, thoughts and feelings that came with you to this moment. Gather these distractions together ••••• and bid them depart until you return from this journey. •••••

Open your eyes briefly and then close them again holding within yourself the image of where you are in the here and now. See a sparkling mist rolling, slowly filling your vision. See it grow thicker, and thicker, and thicker until you are enveloped in swirls of pearly mist, rosy mist, that glistens with sparkling motes. ••••• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. Although you are still, you feel the fog swirling all around you. It is dark. ••

It feels like you are walking. The mist begins to thin. You smell salt, and the mist transforms to sea spray. •• You are walking on a sandy shore under an evening sky with the barest hint of light from the long set Sun. The sky is the darkest of jewel tones. • The Moon is hiding her face. •To your left is the sea and a slow procession of waves greeting the shore. •••

To your right you see sea cliffs rising like a palisade of stone. As you walk you see the brave stars, the bright ones, peeking out to see if it is time for their smaller siblings to come forth. •••  There is a remarkable sense of peace, a part of you knows that you are treading the neither-nor, the sacred acre of land that belongs to the land at low tide and the sea at high tide.•••

As you walk your eyes move back and forth between the waves and the cliffs.  ••

The sky is full of stars and you see the Milky Way above. •• You see that your path aligns with the starry path of the Milky Way. • You look forward and see a tumble of boulders where a part of the cliff has collapsed. •The path is fully blocked. • You climb up and over the boulders and see that beyond them the sea has cut inwards leaving only the thinest strip of sand. • You decide to continue with your fingers touching the cliff wall as you walk. • • Then your fingers touch open space.

There is a cave! The opening is a broad arc. You feel a pull, a tug of magick, and you walk into the cave. •• You hear of dripping water and Step by step your eyes adjust to the darkness. • With each step deeper and deeper the cave grows vaster. •• Step by step you find that you can see more clearly in the dark than you ever have before. • Everything glows with a velvety purple light. ••

Step by step, •• deeper and deeper •• into the far-reaching cavern. •

You feel a breeze sweep across your face. • You have entered a chamber in the cavern where the ceiling has collapsed, creating an opening to the night sky. • You step inward and see glints of light on the ground. • You step closer and see that there is a broad pool of water reflecting the stars above. •

You sit on a flat stone and gaze into the pool. •• As you gaze you into the obsidian dark water, • you feel as though you are falling in *and* at the same time flying upward into the depths of the sky. ••

You see the disc of the Dark Moon, barely brighter than the night. •

You rise. You rise toward the Dark moon. • You rise. •

You pass through the Dark Moon Portal into the womb and tomb of all. •• 

Into the swirling eternities •• Where the Past and Future twirl and dance, hand in hand, across the weave of worlds. •• through the garden of stars where bud and flower and fruit spring at once from every plant. ••

As you are carried along by limitless Powers, feel swept clean of worries • of fears • and become filled with the infinite possibilities of change that never ends. • Begin the end • End the end •• Begin the beginning. •

The Dark Moon grants and gifts transformation. ••• Change is a given • What do you wish?••• What have you been given? ••

And it is. ••• And it is. •••

Hold on to it •• Embrace it as •• Embrace it as ••

You drift downward • earthward • down •• down to the clouds below. •


The clouds envelop you •• The clouds are growing lighter •••• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. You feel the swirling and the turning all around you. ••

Little by little,  the clouds thin and you flutter your eyes open and find yourself back in the here and now. Back in the place where we began. Back in the place you held in your memory so that you could return. •••


Take a deep breath. Move your toes and fingers. Be here and in the now. Be here and in the now. And you are here!

Blessing of the May



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Written by Ivo Dominguez Jr • Narration by James C. Welch 
Music and sound editing by Ivo as well.

Pathworking:

This pathworking is a journey a bonfire to celebrate Beltane and the coming of May.

Close your eyes and move inwards. Take a deep breath and become aware of any distractions from the outside world— sounds, sensations, thoughts and feelings that came with you to this moment. Gather these distractions together ••••• and bid them depart until you return from this journey. •••••

Open your eyes briefly and then close them again holding within yourself the image of where you are in the here and now. See a sparkling mist rolling, slowly filling your vision. See it grow thicker, and thicker, and thicker until you are enveloped in swirls of pearly mist, rosy mist, that glistens with sparkling motes. ••••• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. Although you are still, you feel the fog swirling all around you. 

It feels like you are walking. The mist begins to thin and to lift up.••• You are walking in a circle with dozens and dozens of people. You are circling round a bonfire that is waiting to be lit. The wood is piled high and awaits a spark•• The air is crisp and sweet with the scent of May. • The Sun is setting on the horizon, • the Moon is up, •• and stars are peeking through in the darkening sky. • Some have begun to chant they circle round. •••••

You see the warm light of the setting Sun glowing in their eyes. •• 

You see the cool brightness of the Moon in their eyes. ••

You see the sparkle of the Stars shine in their eyes. ••

You notice a hooded figure cloaked in flowing black robes, holding a staff step inward from the circle. They are the Walker in Black.• They walk slowly inward in a tightening spiral to the center. ••

When they reach the center, they hold their staff high and all is silent. Everyone stops circling and stands to face the center of the circle. They lift their staff higher and loudly proclaim: 

Leap The Fire

Leap And Go

Ho! Ho! Ho!

Jump The Fire

To Heart’s Desire

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Seize The Day

Seize The Day

Beltane Blessings Bring…

•• You see a glow forming at the top of the staff •

Leap The Fire

Leap And Go

Ho! Ho! Ho!

Jump The Fire

To Heart’s Desire

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Seize The Day

Seize The Day

Beltane Blessings Bring…

•• Now the top of the staff is sprouting flames like flowers.

They light the bonfire with the staff •• and as they flames grow they say:

Leap The Fire

Leap And Go

Ho! Ho! Ho!

Jump The Fire

To Heart’s Desire

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Seize The Day

Seize The Day

Beltane Blessings Bring…

••

The bonfire blazes up. Flames lengthen and leap. •• The fire roars upwards with the joy of being, the joy of existence.  The fire rises with flames twisting and braiding together, rising higher. The Walker in Black slowly dances out from the bonfire. As they do so sparks rise up like shooting stars. • The starry sparks float and circle above the fire like a crown, The sparks streak and stretch and become ribbons of light twirling around the column of fire joining heaven and earth. •• A tension builds in the air. Tension builds. Electricity crackles in the air. •• You hear chanting  then everyone is circling, skipping, leaping round the bonefire. •••

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The Fire reaches higher to kiss the sky. ••

And there is an explosion of color and sound and emotion that washes over you.•••

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The fire is becoming smaller, becoming mellow. • •

Some are dancing round it. ••

Some are jumping over the flames for healing and good fortune. ••

Some are feasting at the circle’s edge. ••

Some are drumming softly. •••

The blessing of the May is falling upon all who gathered like drops of dew falling from the brightening Moon. •• You allow yourself to breathe in the beauty and the comfort of the moment.•••

A fog begins to roll into the clearing •• The fog carries singing voices and you listen. •••• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. You feel the swirling and the turning all around you. ••

Little by little,  the fog lifts and you flutter your eyes open and find yourself back in the here and now. Back in the place where we began. Back in the place you held in your memory so that you could return. •••

Take a deep breath. Move your toes and fingers. Be here and in the now. Be here and in the now. And you are here!

Full Moon Journey



Moon Journey Path


Written by Ivo Dominguez Jr • Narration by James C. Welch 
Music and sound editing by Ivo as well.

Pathworking:

This pathworking is a journey to the hidden realm of the Full Moon. There you will have the opportunity to take in the brilliance of the Moon. Although it is best to do this pathworking during the three days approaching fullness, it can be done any time you need it during the waxing of the Moon.

Close your eyes and move inwards. Take a deep breath and become aware of any distractions from the outside world— sounds, sensations, thoughts and feelings that came with you to this moment. Gather these distractions together ••••• and bid them depart. •••••

Open your eyes briefly and then close them again holding within yourself the image of where you are in the here and now. See a sparkling mist rolling, slowly filling your vision. See it grow thicker, and thicker, and thicker until you are enveloped in swirls of pearly mist, rosy mist, that glistens with sparkling motes. ••••• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. Although you are still, you feel the fog swirling all around you.

The mist clears but it is dark. • You find yourself at a window, that you know well. Perhaps it is in your home, or perhaps it is some other place that is dear to you. • It is night. • It is quiet, as quiet as it gets where you live, the sort of quiet that lives in the depths of night. • As you look out the window you see that the sky is filled with thick clouds backlit by the Moon. You cannot see the Moon but know that it is full by the light peaking between the clouds. • The scene outside your window is lit with the blue tinged light of the Moon and filled with deep, warm, shadows. 

You shift the focus of your eyes and catch your reflection in the window. How do you look in the moonlight? • • From the edge of your eye you see that there are other reflections, impossible reflections,  in the window,  they are small but clear. You see someone stand on a beach gazing at the night sky. You see someone with hands lifted toward the sky at a street corner. You see someone standing in a clearing in the forest. You see someone sitting gazing at the clouds in a gazebo. • There are more and more images. •• The window has become like a collage, like a faceted jewel, like the eye of a bee. •

The Moon is growing brighter, the clouds are parting. A myriad of Moons appear in your window. • You hear a song that tugs at your heart. • The Moon grows brighter, and the song grows louder. •• The window shatters soundlessly. • You gasp and with that breath you feel yourself drawn out of you body and you fly out the window. • You are rising like a feather on the wind. You feel fully supported, weightless. • You see dozens and dozens of people flying upwards, all rising toward the Moon. • As they rise some are changing.  Some have grown wings. Some have grown horns. Some have fully taken on animal forms. All are glowing in the ever brighter moonlight. •

You are all floating above the clouds. • The land cannot be seen but the clouds form a landscape of rolling hills, valleys, and plains. • The Full Moon above, the crown of Night, is rounded by three rings of light. ••  Bright sparks of violet and silver drop from the Moon and land on a cloud. The sparks build upon each other until they become a towering bonfire of swirling and crackling with silver and violet flames. •• You hear the call to the dance, the dance of the Moon. • You see them leap, and bound, and fly to the dance.

The chant grows louder and you join the dance. •• As you dance, you and the dancers grow taller, brighter, stronger, and stranger as you circle round the moon fire. • You circle round the moon fire.••

You feel the power of the Moon all around you. • You feel the power of the Moon building. •

Take in as much of its blessing as is best for you. ••• Brilliance.  • Brilliance  • Brilliance. •

You hear the Moon’s voice vibrating each moonbeam like a dulcimer. • The Moon asks you to remember what is possible when you join the dance that never ends.  •• You hear the Moon’s voice in your soul bidding you to return to your body and your earthly life. ••  You feel a gust of wind that sends you toward through the clouds. • You begin to feel the weight of your body as you descend earthward. •

A fog begins to roll in around you. •• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. You feel the swirling and the turning all around you. ••

Little by little,  the fog lifts and you flutter your eyes open and find yourself back in the here and now. Back in the place where we began. Back in the place you held in your memory so that you could return. •••

Take a deep breath. Move your toes and fingers. Be here and in the now. Be here and in the now. And you are here!

Calming The Inner Storm Spell


CalmInnerStorm

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Written by Ivo Dominguez Jr • Narration by James C. Welch 

A version of this that I wrote was published in The New Aradia: A Witch's Handbook to Magical Resistance edited by Laura Tempest Zakroff. I have modified it into a solo pathworking.  The background music was created by me as well.

Pathworking:

Our thoughts and emotions create thought-forms, durable patterns on the astral plane and within our inner landscapes. The more intense our emotions and focus the longer they last. If it is more than we can manage, or are already worn down, then this becomes a storm. The patterns of negative emotions around us, in our inner world,  can cloud our perception and do us harm. Like calls to like so these energetic patterns stay close to their creator and crowd in upon them and draw additional woes. The following is a pathworking that is a spell to calm the inner storm.

Close your eyes and move inwards. Take a deep breath and become aware of any distractions from the outside world— sounds, sensations, thoughts and feelings that came with you to this moment. Gather these distractions together ••••• and bid them depart. •••••

Open your eyes briefly and then close them again holding within yourself the image of where you are in the here and now. See a sparkling mist rolling, slowly filling your vision. See it grow thicker, and thicker, and thicker until you are enveloped in swirls of pearly mist, rosy mist, that glistens with sparkling motes. ••••• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. Although you are still, you feel the fog swirling all around you.

The fog fades and you find yourself standing in a dim featureless void. You are holding a silver arrow in your hand with fletching made of blue feathers.  •• With each breath let details of the energies, thoughts, and emotions around you begin to come forward and take shape. •• Choose to perceive these as a storm rather than as patterns of emotion and energy. ••• Take the silver arrow in your hand aimed upwards, and feel a cold ripple of energy pass through you. • You lift off and rise. •  Rise on the planes until you are floating above the storm. Look at the rolling swirling motion of the clouds. • Smell the wetness in the air and the crispness of lightning wanting to be born. • Study the storm with all your senses. ••• Giving your turmoil this shape and naming it will give you power to disperse it. •

Now hold the silver arrow  with both hands against your chest. Awaken the Four Elements within yourself. Call upon the power of Air within yourself, • of Water within yourself, • of Fire within yourself, • of Earth within yourself. ••• The power inside gives you power outside. •

Call upon the power of Air, the wind, to push away the clouds, break up the rotation of the storm, to clear the fogs, the precipitation, and so on. • See it happen as you float above the storm. ••• The storm has been dispersed. Now call forth gentle breezes that are cool or warm as needed to bring comfort. Take a breath of the clear sweet air. •

The rains that fell were not clean. They are tainted with the sour and unpleasant smells and textures of heavy emotions and thoughts. • Aim the silver arrow downward and descend. • You feel yourself gently touch down. The silver arrow transforms in your hand into a sliver pitcher filled with pure, shining water. • By the power of Water cleanse whatever stains remain of the storm. See yourself pouring water in an unending and growing stream. • • All is clean and sweet smelling. •

Weathering the storm took its toll. • Now the silver pitcher becomes a silver torch with a flame of red and blue. Let the power of Fire restore your vitality and resolve. •• As you hold the torch your skin begins to glow with lustrous health and vigor.  ••  As you look into the flames you feel a warmth growing in your heart that spreads throughout you. • You are warm, • comforted, and  • relaxed from head to toe.

It is time to shield yourself and hold in the goodness you have gathered.  The flame on the torch folds like paper down into the torch. It ripples in your hand and becomes a silver shield emblazoned with a blue five pointed star.  • Call upon the power of Earth to guard you. •• 

Walk round in a circle with the shield pointed outwards. •• Hold the shield close and let it melt into your body. • Feel the stability, solidity, and confidence settle into your bones. •

Offer words of thanks and affirmation to the Powers of Air, of Water, of Fire, and of Earth. •• Affirm that you have been cleansed, renewed, and protected. •• 

A fog begins to roll in around you. •• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. You feel the swirling and the turning all around you. ••

Little by little,  the fog lifts and you flutter your eyes open and find yourself back in the here and now. Back in the place where we began. Back in the place you held in your memory so that you could return. •••

Take a deep breath. Move your toes and fingers. Be here and in the now. Be here and in the now. And you are here!


Ostara 2020 Troupe of the Starry Door


SpringEquinox Pathw

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Written by Ivo Dominguez Jr • Narration by James C. Welch 

Inspired by the Troupe of the Starry Door Ostara 2020 ritual

Pathworking:

Close your eyes and move inwards. Take a deep breath and become aware of any distractions from the outside world— sounds, sensations, thoughts and feelings that came with you to this moment. Gather these distractions together ••••• and bid them depart until you return from this journey. •••••


Open your eyes briefly and then close them again holding within yourself the image of where you are in the here and now. See a sparkling mist rolling, slowly filling your vision. See it grow thicker, and thicker, and thicker until you are enveloped in swirls of pearly mist, rosy mist, that glistens with sparkling motes. ••••• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. Although you are still, you feel the fog swirling all around you.


The mist begins to thin and to lift up. As it thins you find that you are in a great forest with the buds on the trees just starting to open. It is early in the morning. The sun’s slanting light spreads honeyed light across the land. Smell the richness of the forest in the air and listen to the layered sounds of the wilderness. ••••• You notice that there is a faint path through the woods. A faint path where the passage of feet, paws, and hooves have pushed aside enough of the plants so that you know where to walk. You take the path and hear the crunch of leaves and twigs with each step. We hear faint chanting that grows stronger with every step.  ••••• ••••• (Salt and Water chant)


You step into a large clearing in the woods and find yourself among a circle of people. The crowns of the trees are intertwined forming a living temple. •••


You hear a voice made from the breeze, made from the stirring of branches, from the notes of birdsong, and the beating of your heart. It is strange and familiar and fills you with longing. •• It speaks to you of the rising power of life returning, of the power of the green, • and the buzzing of bees, of the knowledge that life cannot be held back. The voice speaks to you with the tones of a dear friend offering comfort and encouragement. Listen.  •••••


A golden shaft of sunlight rushes through the crowns of the trees and illuminates a stone altar in the center of the clearing. There you see bowls of seeds and mounds of Spring flowers, and goblets filled with water surrounded and interwoven with bright ribbons and lace. It is gloriously abundant and bright with color. •••


You look around and see the smiles upon the faces of all the people that form a ring around the clearing. •••• With unspoken agreement you all bow reverently to the center. •• Some silently and some aloud the gathered company speak the names of the Great Ones, the Shining Ones, the Powers, and all call for the blessing of Spring. •• A deep sense of presence fills the space and your heart. ••

(Sweet Water, Warm Sun chant)

You feel drawn to go to the central altar, others are doing the same. Some have started to chant again. ••• You walk up to altar. ••• With smiles of encouragement, those at the altar point to the seeds and the goblets of water. •

You lift the goblet and raise it to the sky. •• You lower the goblet and pour some water on the ground, and then you drink the water. ••


The water is crisp, cool, refreshing, and moves through you with the joy of a creek rushing with the fullness of Spring rains. •••


You reach out to one of the bowls of seeds and run your fingers through them feeling each texture and shape. • • As you run your fingers through all these possibilities, one seed seems especially right for you and you take hold of it.  •• This is the seed that will go home with you and be planted in soil, or mind, or heart, as needed. ••• You return to your place in the circle. • There you watch with a full heart as others have their time at the altar. ••


All have been refreshed and given a seed of promise. As one voices are lifted in thanks and gratitude. ••• You offer your words as well. •••


(Promise of Green chant)

A fog begins to roll into the clearing •• The fog carries singing voices and you listen. •••• Although you are still, you feel motion all around you. You feel the swirling and the turning all around you. ••


Little by little,  the fog lifts and you flutter your eyes open and find yourself back in the here and now. Back in the place where we began. Back in the place you held in your memory so that you could return. •••


Take a deep breath. Move your toes and fingers. Be here and in the now. Be here and in the now. And you are here!