Journey & Ritual

Produced by Scott Greer & Maria Danly

AN INVITATION

There are worlds within you waiting for you to discover them...
There is magic, lying dormant, waiting to be awakened...
There are angels and Ancient Ones eager to love you.

There are sparks of fire waiting to be stirred...
These sparks of fire are like serpents...serpents of wisdom,
within our hearts, our minds, our bodies, our Souls...
We hunger to awaken these powerful passions...
the passions that stir a truer remembrance of who we really are.

Join us on a magical journey of ritual and healing, discovery
and awakening. Allow the power of your imagination to
transport you to mystical realms outside of time and space...
Everything is within you...waiting...waiting for you.

 

The journey opens as a hooded figure lifts its arms to the heavens and summons a sacred space in Gaelic. A northern pipe wails into the night. You and the others stand in a circle of stones upon the tor, on a blustery, new moon night. The spirits gather...Lifted gently into a beautiful chaos, held in the Goddess' embrace, you then enter into the depths of the Underworld, the domain of Persephone. Down a ribbon of road in the Underworld, there, among a stand of ancient crystals, you summon the serpents of wisdom within yourself.

A portal opens into the Faerie Realm. The blast of a horn announces a troop of faeries riding by on their daily hunt through the forest. You enter a colonnade of glittering birch trees. The golden leaves shimmer overhead. Three virgin maidens are dancing in a meadow of wildflowers. They summon the muses of fire and there, deep within the forest, you meet Idahlia, a faerie enchantress.

The ravens call, the forest grows darker; you journey into a coppice of yews.

The priestesses dressed in black gather with other faerie creatures around the coffin of a raven king, to mourn and to read his last rites. The owl cries and on its back you fly to the sea. The moon waxes full. A priestess summons the Goddess and asks for Her blessing. Surrounded and protected by a ring of fire, only then does the High Priestess call the dark haunted thoughts and feelings within you. She demands and declares the presence of the sylphs, salamanders, undines and gnomes to banish these gargoyles of your heart and your mind. A wild celebration of your power rises in triumph, as the ritual and journey in your honor comes to an end.
You float in a warm, healing pool of ecstasy, where angels gather to hold you through the night and dream you into the new dawn of your luminous future.