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CloudCatcher 2017 – Muse Craft – post WitchCamp reflections

Since I have arrived home from CloudCatcher WitchCamp all I have wanted to do is sing and make music! I have dusted off and shined up my beloved flute that has been with me since I was 13. I danced around the house to the amusement of my cats, playing my flute for the first time in a few years. My flute and 2 tin whistles now sit out on my kitchen bench so whenever I feel like it I can pick one up and have a play. I have been working out the tunes of the chants that I have learned on my piano and to my surprise, writing the music down for a few of them.

I have been researching chants for the Spiral Dance ritual to be held in Mullumbimby on Friday 21 April 2017. I am listening to many chants on Reclaiming CDs. They are a great resource for anyone creating a ritual or wanting to experience a sliver of Reclaiming magic.

The intention of the Spiral Dance ritual is

We gather as community to honour our ancestors and cycles of life and death

The Spiral Dance ritual was a great night! The magic and community of CloudCatcher continued on the southern side of the caldera in Mullumbimby. Many new and old friends brought the magic of CloudCatcher WitchCamp with them. We honoured our Beloved Dead at the altar and by reading out their names during the ritual. We journeyed to the Otherworld /Underworld /Land of Youth. We sang a beautiful chant and danced the Spiral Dance. Afterwards, we feasted on chai and cake. There was a strong atmosphere of peace, calm and deep connection after the ritual. The chant was created by Ravyn Stanfield.

We are the kiss between Earth and heaven

We are the song between sky and ground

Sing for your life and for the world we’re making

Nothing is lost that can’t be found

I am doing fitness training for a long distance walk that I’m doing over winter solstice. I’m outside every day walking in the bush or around the village where I live. Every cell in my body is zinging with the music,  songs and chants from WitchCamp. One of my favourites to sing as I walk within the Caldera is this powerful song from one of the CloudCatcher rituals of the Mountain. I think it was created by the CloudCatcher teaching team including Alphonsus. When I sing this song whilst walking on the Land, She hears me. The energy from CloudCatcher WitchCamp ripples down the mountainsides and through the valleys of the Caldera. The Land is energised and activated when we acknowledge Her, pay respect to Her, honour Her and sing to Her.

This heart is a mountain

Dream with me, dream with me

This mountain is a heart,

Dream with me, dream with me,

This fire inside, Feeds this land that dreams of us

CloudCatcher 2017 Ritual Day 5

This ritual signifies the end of witch camp, the end of this particular magical working, and time to release each other from this space with the hope of disseminating this magic to the places we call home. I can feel the impulse of tears starting in my temples. Yesterday I felt complete with camp and now I do not. Each day stretched on and somehow the collective days flew by. 

We are in circle in our last ritual. All of those who held parts of this camp are acknowledged. My left hand receives the right hand of the person next to me. I take the left hand of the person to my right, with my right hand. Everyone does the same, linking us together, the energy flowing palm to palm to palm. We chant the same words we did in our opening ritual four days ago, “This heart is a mountain, dream with me . . .this fire inside us feeds the land that dreams of us.” I am being lead around the circle to the right. Two hands, the beginning and end of the spiral, unclasp. I feel the spiral starting. I know the spiral dance, I have done it many times, yet this is the first time I have ever really understood the magic this dance holds. Maybe the reason this particular spiral dance feels so natural is the song. Maybe the reason is the spiral leader, or the pace, or our connection as a whole, or maybe I am finally in the kind of heart space that allows my whole body to listen. 

Everything is in sync. I am effortlessly locking eyes with every person as they pass in front of me. We are moving as one giant snaking spiral. I feel joy and presence as I alternate between singing my heart out and taking in this moment. Even the soft ground feels welcoming as we touch our bare feet to her.

We coil in tighter, circle within circle within circle. I feel certain that this will be the best cone of power yet. The chant builds. The energy builds. The tones come in from in front of and behind me. The energy dips, raises, and grows. I can almost see the cone of power rotating a few meters above our heads. We send threads of energy from this cone off to the next two Reclaiming witch camps. Those threads will be picked-up and used by the next camps to continue the life shaping work that we, as Reclaiming witches, dedicate ourselves to. 

I feel complete in my work in this time in this place. I thought I would feel sad as we said our goodbyes, but I already feel myself returning, this or something better.


CloudCatcher 2017 Ritual Day 4

Yesterday I met a spirit of this land. Tonight in ritual, as a group, we are to aspect (embody) those spirit beings. These are the directions given in ritual conspiracy and I plan on following them. The only problem is that something happened today carving out a seemingly divergent direction for me. 

Earlier today there was an optional offering in which Kali revealed herself to me as the loving mother instead of fierce destroyer. This Kali had body shaped like mine, had hair like mine, and was fully black, a matte black, the color of shadow. The bodies of Kali and myself moved in sync. Our weight-shifts matched. Our looseness of limbs matched. We swayed together, the self I know in physical reality, and Kali, the loving shadow. “Dance with me,” she said. And so I did. 

Tonight, instead of the lizard creature I met in yesterday’s ritual, I begin as something else, something that wants to lay on the ground, something that has an extra kind of gravity. I want to be still among other still beings. I imagine others in the group as plants and trees firmly rooted to this land. A handful of ritual participants are fluttering about the circle, jumping, running, flowing, squeaking, and chirping. I lay on the ground under a large stretchy shawl, moving limbs without exerting much energy. A chant is started and I feel pulled to my knees, hands on the floor before me, fingers spread, weight shifting side to side. Kali is here again. She is my mirror. Kali and I stay on our knees moving to the rhythm of the drum that gives shape to our magical container. Kali, a Hindu goddess, does not care that in tonight’s ritual, we are meant to be working with the spirit beings of this land, here in Mount Wolumbin, Australia. 

“Dance with me,” she says as we rise to our feet together. 

I open my eyes. There is more movement now than there was before gravity floored me.  Spirit beings are churning up the energy of our circle. I lock eyes with another aspected spirit being. She is fierce. She replaces Kali as my mirror. With my eyes, I say to her, “Dance with me.” And she does.