Dec. 8th, 2014

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A small, invite-only "pre-unconference" in preparation for a fuller public conference next year. That was yesterday. Clickity click above.

Now, a thing you may not know about me, but, when I'm invited to speak to a room full of people who Really Know Their Shit, I get a nice hefty dose of Impostor Syndrome. So, after seeing the guest list for this event, I've been freaking out for Weeks.

So Friday, before leaving, I did a Legba Invocation:

I look upon the path behind me. Please: Make clear the way.
I look upon the paths around me. Please: Make clear the way.
I look up on the path before me. Please: Make clear the way.


Because Legba is Beginnings and Crossroads and Thresholds and Communication and Magick.

In the airport and on the flight there were several prayers to threshold and liminal gods of Magick and Tech. Legba, Thoth-Hermes, and Ganpati Ganesh. Felt totally clear, when I landed. Ritualizing Travel by engaging the radical liminality of airports/flight for dispersing ingrained patterns and clarifying sacred conceptual and praxical space.

I was up until 3am Friday/Saturday tweaking my slides, bit by bit, but I gut up at 11, and got dressed. I looked like this:



After some weirdness with trains, I arrived. The first thing that happened was I met conference organizer Ingrid Burrington, Tim Maly and Tom Henderson. The second thing that happened was I was asked if I would mind speaking first. See previous note on Impostor Syndrome. So being asked to be the first speaker after thew welcome remarks was Utterly Terrifying. So I recalled the words of the Bene Gesserit, and since "Make Clear The Way" was my driving principle for the weekend, I said to myself "Fuck Fear," and said to Ingrid, the organizer, "I'd love to."

The third thing that happened was I noticed a woman wearing red and black, with a vévé of Ellegua (also known as Legba) around her neck. This would be Katelan Foisy. So THAT was a thing. We spent most of the time before things introducing ourselves and magick-nerding out at each other.

Somewhere in there I met Deb Chachra and Elanor Saitta, and they are both as awesome as you might expect.

We got me set up and I talked and people seemed to love my talk, which was structured roughly like this:



But with more slides. Will post those later.

As more people talked, I realised that a) I needed to make sure more women get incorporated into the expanded version, especially Athena; and b) my talk acted as kind of a broader framing narrative for the themes everyone touched on. Check the hashtag for more on that, as well as the amazing things that I saw and noted all day Saturday. Just go click all those links, up there.

One of the best things that happened: Ingrid pulled a tarot card in Karen Gregory's talk, which was right after mine, at the start of the day, but she didn't look at it until the end of the day, during dinner, after a WILDLY successful day of collaboration.

Her card? 3 Of Cups. No shit.

(I'd pulled the Queen of Wands: http://learntarot.com/wqn.htm Kind of an assessment and an imperative statement, that one.)

After everything was over, I ended up separated from Ingrid, Ella, Deb, Tim, and Tom, but going on Ingrid's suggestion to this bar/club/record store/bakery/??? called Cake Shop, and the bar staff were Amazing. From there, meeting up with [livejournal.com profile] spooky_chan, and theng oing to this club called Pyramid with her and Hell's Delz and Roy, came home, crashed out, and had dreams about hanging out with Duncan Jones and David Bowie.

So when I got up, I loaded up my phone with "Earthling" and "The Next Day" and some Sneaker Pimps, Fiona Apple, and Scroobius Pip, because listening to my dreams seemed like great idea and it was. It really REALLY was. That Scroobius Pip choice was a really random one. My eye crossed it and I thought, "*shrug* yeah that feels like New York." This would become hilarious on a Jungian level, much later in the evening.

Went to breakfast and general talking and wandering with Tom, who helped me think about the addition/reincorporation of Athena into my talk. Later in the day, we met up with Ella, at La Colombe, down on LaFayette near Broadway. Great coffee, great conversation. Came back to Chan's place, answered student emails, did some admin work, and then…

Well. Let's call it MORE WEIRD SHIT. Super synchronicities with and amazing meetings OF some really astounding people at a party to which I was very randomly and graciously invited. I met some astounding talents and people whose work I've admired for many years now. In some cases, not realising to whom I was talking until Well into our conversation. At this point, I'd tell you all the details of what happened last night, but you'd really just think I was bragging, if you don't already, and that is so not the point.

The point is: Magic Works, Y'all.

It really really works.

I almost didn't come to this weekend, for myriad reasons.

Try magick, today. Try it at home. Find people and books and start a coven or a prayer circle or a biblical cryptographic exegetical collaborative, or whatever it takes. Just tap into the current of this universe, however you can, and ride it while it rides you.

…that sounded sexier than intended, but also exactly as sexy as necessary? So it stays.

It stays.
Expect this post to be filled in with more names and links, soon [EDIT: And it HAS!]. Right now I REALLY need to sleep.

G'night.

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