So at this year’s PantheaCon in San Jose, CA, I officially did my first big public group ritual. Ever. Really.
See, I’ve been feeling things converging toward taking my practice more public as I’ve become more confident in what I’m doing, and when I’ve checked with both the spirits and human peers, I’ve generally been supported in this. So when the time came to submit workshops and other activities for this year’s PantheaCon, back in the fall, I decided to take the chance of doing a shamanic ritual there. I figured if it got accepted, then it would be a chance for me to really put what I’m doing to the test.
The more I actually practice my shamanism, the more I really find I dislike the one-on-one model of practice, where you just have the shaman and client in isolation, and it’s fairly streamlined, with a little drumming, but not much in the way of pageantry. And I’m really fond of the concept of sacred play and ritual theater as facilitating suspension of disbelief and magical states of consciousness. This is important to my practice because I work with the self as a series of systems–physical, psychological, spiritual, etc. I find it easiest to approach magical work from the psychological angle, but with the understanding that I’m affecting the whole shebang. And play is a great way to engage the psyche.
I also am of the opinion that shaman circles aren’t the way for me to go. I dislike being in a group where it’s basically (please forgive the saying) too many chiefs, not enough indians. Not only does the process have to be watered down to accommodate everyone, but personally, I don’t want, as the presider over the ritual, to be responsible for the safety of a bunch of people in the Otherworld. I do not agree with the common (though not universal) core shamanism assertion that journeying is safer than dreaming (and I don’t even think dreaming is always safe). Just because the place where, for example, Brown Bear lives is close to my starting point and is a relatively safe place for me, doesn’t mean that that place will extend the same courtesy to other people.
Therefore, my conception of a “group ritual” in my shamanic practice isn’t “we’re all gonna journey together and be this raucous drumming party romping through the Otherworld in search of soul fragments and cheap beer”. Instead, I’m fond of the model in which there is a presiding shaman who is the relative expert, and the rest of the community, whether it’s a long-standing one, or part of a Temporary Autonomous Zone, helps to create the space within which the shaman works. That’s where I’ve been trying to go with this concept of shamanic performance ritual.
Other than the Grey Wolf and Brown Bear rituals I’ve done in my home, I haven’t really been able to put this to the test in an actual group setting. I’ve practiced various elements in private in preparation, but nothing is the same as actually doing the work. So the PantheaCon ritual was a way for me to try out, with a larger group and in a different setting, these things that I’d been mostly developing in theory. And it was the first time I’d done work with an in-person client, which I’ll write about more in a bit. (My client had been very aware of this from the beginning and was more than happy to be my guinea pig.)
Because of the experimental nature of this ritual, I made it very, very clear both in the preparation workshop prior to the ritual, and right before the ritual itself, that if anyone did not feel comfortable participating in something that was still basically a work in progress, they were more than welcome to leave before I got started. Also, I specifically chose a ritual with Brown Bear because s/he is the totem I have had the most experience with in spiritual and magical practice; s/he has always been the first to step up when I wanted to try a new practice, and s/he has been my greatest guide in my shamanic work, even more than Grey Wolf. And we negotiated the parameters prior to the ritual itself, so that the ritual was mainly (though not entirely) a formality to enact what we had agreed. So there were a lot of factors in place to minimize potential disasters.
I also made it very, very clear that I did not want anyone following me into the Otherworld while I journeyed. Trancing during the drumming was fine, just so long as the people remained here, and I had (human) helpers keeping an eye on the participants to make sure everyone was okay while I was occupied with my work. I explained in great detail when everyone else would get to drum/chant/etc. along with me as part of helping to maintain that collective space, but I wanted to make the boundaries clear. To be honest, I was a bit worried since neopagans in general are used to a high degree of participation, and the shamanic circle is pretty common in and of itself, so I was worried that people might be bored, or not get what I was trying for. However, the orientation workshop served pretty well to make my points clear to folks what was happening, and why, and I couldn’t have asked for a better group of folks.
So what, exactly, happened? Along with the above points, I spent the orientation workshop giving background on my practice over the past decade and change, how I was weaving various disparate threads of practice into a cohesive neoshamanism, and why. I answered questions and addressed concerns, and we all had a really good rapport together.
And then there was the ritual itself. There weren’t as many people as I thought would be there, fewer than twenty, but it was also eleven at night and we were scheduled opposite a drum circle (stiff competition when you’re dealing with a crowd used to being heavy participants). Still, it was a great group, and I was able to get right down to business.
My setup was pretty simple. I had brought my brown bear skin, from a very old rug, and laid her out on the floor with my various tools and offerings to Brown Bear on her. My drum was there, too, and my client had laid out his coat to lay on during the ritual. I also had a bottle of water and a bag of jerky, just in case my weird-ass metabolic issues decided to act up, or if I needed to bring edibles into the Otherworld with me (better to have it and not need it than need it and not have it!)
I started off with a warmup. I believe very much in the power of humor to break people out of their defenses, and so I started off with a few jokes, some banter, and a dirty political limerick, all of which went over quite nicely. It got people to pay attention to me and relax and laugh–and focus.
After this, I greeted the land spirits. I don’t do a circle casting, but I do like to greet the more prominent genii locii, and the four directions make convenient delineations. So I greeted local spirits like the Guadalupe river (who I went to visit shortly before the ritual) and both sets of mountain ranges, as well as evoking my connection to Oregon and the Columbia River, among others. I shook my Black Bear rattle and had everyone else drum, clap, etc. along with me. I ended each evocation with a yell, “HA!”, and by the time I was done everyone was yelling with me–which was great fun. I’m definitely keeping that.
Then it was time for the journey itself. I think this was the toughest part of the performance part of the ritual, because I had anticipated there being more drums than there were and therefore didn’t bother preparing myself to narrate during my journey, which takes more concentration. So people mostly were there watching me sit and drum, and make noise along with me, to help act as a heartbeat to help me find my way back. I need to either figure out how to deal with narration when there may be a lot of noise, or some other way to keep the other people occupied with something besides boring old me sitting and beating on a drum while my spirit’s off elsewhere. The risk of dramatic narration is that if I get too focused on telling people “back home” what’s going on, I find myself slipping back to my body before I’m done with my work. On the bright side, I found that having the heartbeat that people were creating helped me orient back to my body, which was a concern since this was the first big journey I had done from a relatively unfamiliar location.
Brown Bear was sleeping, of course, but s/he woke up long enough to tell me what I needed to do with the offerings to hir and the gift to my client. S/he said s/he wouldn’t come hirself, but that s/he’d send a part of hirself with me to help with the ritual. So I did what s/he told me to, and came back to do the work in this world.
Once I returned, I explained briefly what was going to happen. Then I draped the bear skin over me, and tapped out a basic beat for people to follow. I danced until I felt the spirit of the bear skin, and that tendril of Brown Bear’s energy connect in me, and I became a bear myself. I went to my client and sought out ill areas, and he told me later that the first place I homed in on was a place that had been hurting. I went to these places on his body, and I yanked out, for lack of a better word, buildups of “bad energy”. It wasn’t a full-cure–these are chronic conditions–but it was a way to clear out the crap that had built up on an energetic/spiritual level at the sites of these conditions and bring temporary relief. I then breathed in Bear/bear energy/power/whatever you want to call it into the voids left by these things I removed, snuffling and whuffing like a bear, and tearing out the bad with teeth and claws while putting in the good with breath.
I then gave the client a small gift, and told him what to do with it. Were he local to me, I would see about arranging this to be a regular thing, not as a cure-all, but simply as maintenance. Such as it was, he actually reported immediate, measurable physical improvements in his symptoms–whether you want to call this the placebo effect isn’t as important as the fact that the ritual did what it was supposed to do.
I danced Bear/bear back out, and then did another acknowledgement of the land spirits (again with that fun yell at the end!) I had checked on the other participants at a couple of breaks in the ritual itself, just to be sure everyone was alright, and then again at the end once everything was cleared out and I knew my client was okay.
Unfortunately, I didn’t do such a great job of making sure I was okay. I spent most of the rest of the weekend pretty fragged and fatigued, partly due to not grounding properly, but also because I’ve found that shamanic work takes more out of me, physically and otherwise, than any other spiritual and magical work I’ve ever done–and that includes the crazy-ass chaos magic experimentation I did a number of years ago. I now have a much better idea of why people talk about the sacrifices associated with shamanic practice, and why my instincts were screaming at me to dig my heels in when the spirits were still unsuccessfully trying to convince me to do this stuff in the first place. Granted, I already had insomnia and metabolic issues, but they and the shamanic work like to play into each other post-ritual, and I’m still learning to find a good balance of self-care with this sort of work.
My client, and other people, really seemed to appreciate the ritual itself for a variety of reasons. And I learned quite a bit from it about how to proceed in the future, what worked, and what needs more adjustment. Most importantly, though, it reaffirmed for me that yes, this is what I need to be doing. More on that later. For now, I’m going to continue recovering, and assessing the results of my work.
It was great to meet you at the Con, Lupa. I loved your lecture, as I said when we were at the sushi bar, and I wish I had been able to attend the ritual, but I was one of those many already booked to drum at the competing drum circle. I really like the direction your work is going, and will definitely follow it here on the blog. I did as you suggested, and found the Guadalupe river. It was marvelous. I ended up finding an old highway, CA84, I think, that gos along the river up stream for quite a ways, and I drove this route on my way home from con. It was spectacular, and amazing how strong the place was so close to the masses of population. Thanks for that advice, and I’m really glad I took it. Hope you’re feeling recovered somewhat, though with the length of your roadtrip, it will probably take you a week to recover. I look forward to meeting you again and even working together. I want to order and digest some of your books, and then I’ll probably want to pick your brains. But hopefully in person. I may be coming up to your neck of the woods this spring. I’m on FaceBook, if you do that kind of thing, and I will definitely check in here on the blog from time to time. Thanks again. Great work and it was really nice meeting you.
Jon (Jongiorgi Enos) – the guy with the fox-fur collar cloak…
I’m glad you enjoyed what I offered, and it was great to meet you! For sure if you end up visiting here, please look me up. I would love to speak further with you. I don’t spend a lot of time on FB, but I’ll look you up there.
Thanks for sharing this! I think there are way too many people who expect exactly the sort of things you talk about. Core shamanism’s one-on-one approach is fairly rare, worldwide – shamanizing is almost always a group effort, a community happening, like the event you describe. It’s great to know some people are out there doing it this way. Awesome!
Yeah. Part of the thing I’m working against is not having a cohesive community to work within. My vision involves working with a client’s friends and family, though, in this sort of performance ritual. If it works this well with relative strangers, then it should be stronger with sympathetic folks.
I deeply empathize with you on some aspects of this post. Obviously, my practice being somewhat different from your own, but the fatigue seems to be a constant friend of mine. It doesn’t help that I’m iron-deficient, which makes me run down just that much faster. There are times when I’m called to journey or dreamwalk, and when I get back I am just wiped.
I know this sounds a little weird-you’d think it would be just the opposite-but I like to take a warm bath when I come back from stuff like this. I don’t know if it would work for you, but water is my element, so sitting in it helps me recharge, and it’s relaxing to boot.
Warm baths are nice in general, and I used one yesterday evening to recharge. I really ought to look into the iron thing, too.
I don’t know if you’re getting replies to this comment emailed to you, but: It is suggested to me that you would benefit by learning from a messenger spirit. Specifically, a cardinal; or at least, that is the image imparted to me. Seek him in the morning light, when dew has fallen, and be not afraid of the master’s hounds. This is all the message I am given for you.
As for myself, I find travel easy, but I don’t have much waking experience of it. In dreams, I often follow various ley lines, locating damaged areas for others to work on. Best to have at least some flow across these points when the time comes to revitalize them.
Is this for me?
Thank you for your excellent work in this regard, and for the ritual on Saturday!
I continued to have good “foot results” for all of Sunday (including being barefoot in public–well, two rooms of the con’!) for two whole sessions, which is something I’ve not done for years…and while I wasn’t 100% for that, I could at least do it, and walk around barefoot without any major mishaps or discomfort. On Monday morning, I was also in much better shape for the water-purification ritual by the pool (on which more in a moment).
I’ll speak with you more in detail about my own experiences while you were shamanizing–I didn’t go on the journey with you (since I’ve never done co-journeying before, or even group journeying), but there were things happening, including the appearance of a god I’ve not had much to do with since last October, and a brief appearance when you called North of my juno loci up from Mt. Erie.
[There was also a guy there, with whom I spoke before the ritual briefly, who ran into me afterwards by chance, and was a bit upset that he didn’t get to go on the journey, and he said he was going to leave and would have done so, apart from the fact that he had spoken with me and therefore felt a “connection” and wanted to “respect” it by staying there to witness for me. I’m not sure if he was perhaps hitting on me in that, or just being genuinely nice, if a little bit prima donna-esque about the whole thing structurally. But anyway…!?!]
As Adnarel suggested above, something like the water purification ritual that we did on Monday, and which we’ll try and do on all of the Antinoan hunting festivals, might be something to try and adapt for yourself. It’s basically a ritual bath/dip in water (preferably a lake or river, but it can be a pool, hot tub or bath just as well), and it always ends up sustaining me quite well for the day ahead. Even with only four hours of sleep (or less) a night during the whole con’, I held up pretty well, and I think on that last day this helped a great deal. And, you may be intrigued to know, the water ritual can be done anytime, but on the four “hunting festivals” of the Ekklesía, it might now be a necessity/requirement for some of us–and each is associated with a particular animal. The one on Monday, being connected to Lupercalia, is connected to dogs/wolves; the next one, on April 21, is connected to bears! 🙂
So, this was an excellent experience for me all around, and I’ll tell you more about it in turn–suffice it to say for now, if this is what being a demonstration dummy guinea pig lab rat person who lies there and thinks of Mt. Erie client is like in every situation, I’m more than happy to do so! 😉
PRAISE BEAR, I’M HEALED!
Yeah, that’s part of why i sometimes take 2-3 showers a day. Not only does it get my core body temperature back up, but it’s soothing. More baths would be nice, though.
I very much enjoyed your Bear ritual, and I did not see it as any insult to the participants that they did not journey with you. It is a good thing to have an anchor group, a rock and support, for when you work. Essentially, a group that in a more practiced setting can “have your back”, guarding your home grounds and providing energy (and shaking peanuts) while you journey.
Not everyone needs to be the presiding shaman all the time. A well rounded practitioner learns all of the roles. Heck, most should learn the support roles *first*.
BTW, I wish you had noted your added need for grounding. I would have done my best to help. I’ve had my head bitten off elsewhere by certain BNPs when I’ve made more than modest efforts to offer assistance, so I don’t push. I just figured you had other plans to deal with it. My apologies.
Thank you very much for being there! And yes, you’re definitely right about the support roles. Part of the problem I’m dealing with is that I’ve been almost exclusively solitary, and so there are dynamics to group rituals that I haven’t really put into play as a facilitator. I do have some skills from my counseling grad program that I can fall back on if I need to put someone back together, etc. but it’s not the same as actual practice.
And thank you for the offer, even if it wasn’t intended at the time! I would have accepted quite happily, though the worst of it didn’t hit until I started coming down from the adrenaline of the whole thing a while later.
Hey Lupa, I was there that night for the workshop, but after walking around the entire day and not eating for eight hours, I was too wiped to go to the actual ritual. I regret that, but I hope to see you again at the next Pcon. I think your take on shamanism is refreshing and look forward to reading more of your blog. Take care.
Hey, totally understood–and thank you for being there for the workshop! I am glad you got something out of thats, and I’ll see you next year 🙂