Savage Sorcery

Lapsang Souchong with two fingers of whiskey, the smell of cedar smoke in my nostrils. This is how I wish I had started my day, but instead it was Earl Grey and no incense of any kind. Today I am moving slow, trying to take it easy after psychic drain of the Fourth of July. I was supposed to go to a Family Reunion today, but like so many others of us who do not prescribe to Christo-Judaic beliefs I am a bit estranged from my family proper. So my wife, the Herbwoman, my kids and myself have decided to stay home and relax. Spend some quality time with the family we love and that loves us back.

Been catching up on my reading and there seem to be quite a few good articles about, pertaining to the Rewilding Witchcraft article by Peter Grey, go read it if you haven't. I also highly recommend The Witch and The Wild by Sarah Anne Lawless. While your at it go ahead and read about Dirt Sorcery over at Aidan Wachter's blog Hotel Vast Horizon. Might as well read Annie Sprinkle's Ecosex Manifesto too. These are things I have mulling over as I do my Earth Workings and engage in the rituals of summer (mostly playing in the San Marcos River.) The thoughts, opinions, and feelings expressed in these articles have been opening up a need for savagery in me. Not bloodthirsty, just untamed, wild, FERAL. I have a longing to mergewith the wild wood and lose myself for some time.

More and more it dawns on me that my animistic, pagan, tribalistic beliefs defy definition.I do not have a religion in the strict sense other than my life. I have NO gods or goddesses before me, just spiritual allies, familiars if you will. I commune with the Cosmos, the earth beneath my feet, the spirits of the dead and raw untamed nature. My rites are my own, crafted by me for me. All that I lack is community, and that is my own failing. So now I feel drawn to make bonds, to find links in a physical sense, for the sake of Lover Earth. She needs me more than ever, and I can not satisfy her alone. Only all of us working together can hope to save a sliver of humanity to continue the relationship.It's the least we can do after all she has given us.

All of this leads me to the need to clearly articulate a Savage Sorcery, wild untamed magics to herald not a
return or rewilding, but the beginning of a Wild Way not yet seen. We can not go back, but we can push forward into a different relationship, one that accepts our self imposed mass extinction event. A vision that encompasses toxic environments, urban blight and the few patches of wildness left. We must come together to enact rituals with meaning in public places, rituals that express who we are, what matters most and the way forward. We must not fall into the trap of being nice just to get along, that will only serve those who seek to destroy our life support system. We must confront them head on. Our magics must take on the cause of being advocates for the Wild, they must be wild in and of themselves. Block traffic with tribal dancing. Make music with boneflutes and voices that is both a funerary dirge and a celebration of all that is to come. Be wild, be free and be unafraid. This article, Manifesting An Other World by Rhyd Wildermuth at the Wild Hunt also has much to contemplate.

So I will work on my Savage Sorcery and go wild in the process, I suggest that you do the same.