

Being the tone we had chanted the most in our
preparatory circles, the Anahata chakra's long, 'Aayyyyy' sound came
in powerfully, and I saw eyes alight with bliss around
the circle we had reached the crux of the ritual.
As the tone continued, I took up a ball of thread
and passed the end of it through the Anahata piercing
of Evan, representative of Australian Aboriginal and
Dravidian peoples. I put the ball itself on the
ground, unravelling thread from it and carefully
pulling it through the metal ring in the flesh of his
chest...
I passed the loose end of the thread through the
piercing of Christina opposite Evan in the circle, and
spooling it on from the unravelling ball back to
Richard next to Evan, and so forth dna kcaback and
forth across the circle, moving sunwise from one
person to the next on one side and moonwise on the
other, hoping the method of weaving this complex
mandala which I had determined on paper only the night
before would work properly in practiseŠ!

Because only a single thread not the whole ball of
string could be passed through the piercings, I had to
leave the ball at the beginning rather than tie off,
so as I reached each new person more of the
unravelling thread had to be passed through each
piercing already threaded. So the weaving took a long
time and a lot of care, especially as I began to web
myself in, restricting my movents and requiring
caution to not bump any of the lines of the star
already woven. I was glad to feel the trust of the
initiates in allowing this delicate slow process to
unwind.
Throughout we continued to chant the Anahata chakra
tone, its extended resonance deepening our gnosis as
we began to slip into a timeless space. Sometimes this
stream of constant sound would ebb or falter as a
voice or two would lower or drop out to rest, then it
would pick up again as another rejoined into its next
powerful wave.
The outer ring of participants including
Starshadow (Geburah in the 11-star rite of
the Horus-Maat Lodge) and his coven who knew and had
practised the tones- chanted with us, adding their
voices, energy and support. Most of them had stayed
with us even through the downpour.
The sacrament-bearer of Air circumnambulated around
the outside of the inner circle, fanning air onto the
Anahata area of the spines of the twelve initiates. I
had wanted to find a wing for this action, and
perfectly Adam had wings from a dove he had found
what better bird to symbolise the heart chakra's
relationship with the element of Air?

I felt hyper-aware, totally blissed out yet
extremely focused; several of the initiates expressed
afterwards various stages of intense altered spaces
during this part of the rite. I would look up from my
weaving periodically to see expressions of elation,
ecstasy and perhaps also some joyous surprise that the
weaving actually seemed to be manifesting as planned
despite all the obstacles along our way. I felt
immense love for everyone there.
As with all the thread unspooling to be passed
through piercings of the growing number of threaded
initiates it became a little tangled, Daphne stepped
in from the outer circle and helped unravel it,
passing it on to me as she did soŠ

When I reached Bayard as the last person to be woven
into the web, there was nowhere to take the final
thread to complete the 12-pointed star but to myself
and take the centre. This I did, needing some
direction from those encircled to find the very centre
of the threads crisscrossing through the middle (pictured at left). Still
we chanted the Anahata chakra tone, and I found myself
awash in the waves of sound resounding all around me.
I passed the end of the thread through my nipple
piercing (not then knowing that this nipple would a
few weeks later become the abdomen of a tattooed
spider, now at the centre of the web which it would
later be on the edge of)Š

And when the Web was thus complete, in its first
Solar- formation, there we stood resplendent, each
initiate a petal of the twelve-petalled lotus of the
Anahata Chakra of the planet. So too were we a fractal
microcosm of the microcosm of the solar zodiac in the
landscape, as it in turn reflects the macrocosmic web
of Stars above, the solar zodiac, great Wheel of the
Heavens.


Once the 12-pointed star was woven, we proceeded
with an energetic exercise most of us had practised
together in the preceding week, as instigated by
Kieron. I guided it vocally to keep us aligned with
each other and for those who had not done it before,
especially in the outer circle. With deep inhalations
we pulled the energy of the sun and the stars beyond
down through the crowns of our heads, into our Anahata
chakras. Then we pulled the energy up from deep within
the earth Gaia's fiery core- also into our hearts.



We paused for a moment, allowing some silence to
settle this formation before we moved into the final
phase of the ritualŠ
After a while I began to narrate the conclusion of
Rain's story:
´As the prophesy says: In time, the twelve tribes
will come in contact with each other and bring forth
children who can sing the songs of more than one land.
First the four nations will meet amongst themselves,
then each nation will meet and mix. In time, a new
people will arise, a people of the blood of all
tribes, all nations. This people will be the rainbow
people, and their children will sing all the songs of
Earth. In time, we will be one people again.´
Then -as the sun had began to set and a Silver Dusk
descended at the end of the longest day of the year
(summer solstice)- I stepped out from the centre, so
that the twelve-pointed star became a thirteen-pointed
star, I becoming its thirteenth point. This was the
ritual transition correlative with the even-ing of
light and dark, night and day- from Solar phase to
Lunar phase.

*The 13-point star-diamond of Ma-nifestat-ion (outer
star of illustration at left) chanelled by Achad
('Unity') on initial receipt of the Maat current,
signifying it's earthing in this Aeon;
*The Lunar Zodiac of which Arachne is the Thirteenth
sign;
*The 13-moon cycle of the year, as acknowledged in the
calendars of the Mayans, the Druids, and other ancient
cultures.
*The 13-baktun time-map of the Mayans, the Thirteenth
point ofwhich represents the final baktun/cycle from
1992 to 2012 -the Solar Age (glyph: AHAU);
*The Global Unity of all peoples and cultures as the
Thirteenth Tribe.

Then I gestured at the initiate to my right and he
called out, 'M..', then the next who called, 'AŠ',
then, 'NŠ', 'IŠ', and so forth until we had
collectively formed the thirteen-lettered Word,
'Manifestation', at which point we all cried out the
Word entire together.

For this is the Word in the outer rim of the
13-point star-diamond of Manifestation which Frater
Achad Crowley's magickal child- channelled upon
initial contact with the current of Maat. And now we
had truly Earthed in full Ma-nifestat-ion- this
current of Truth and Balance into out aeon, in a very
physical way. For Malkuth physical reality- is the
Daughter sephiroth and Maat (especially as 'Ma' the
ancient Egyptian name of Her daughter form) is the
Daughter of Earth in the aeonic formula YHVH, which
completes the cycle, for 'The Ma-nifestat-Ion of Nuit
is at an End' (AL I,66).
Achad is the Hebrew word for Unity, and its
numerical value in Hebrew (Qabbalistic) Gematria is
13.
I struck the chime and we moved now up from the
Anahata Chakra to the Vissudha (Throat) Chakra. After
resonating so long on the single tone and note of the
heart, it felt incredible to shift up to the slightly
higher, 'Eeee' tone of the throat. It resonated with
full power, as the chakra of Sound and Vibration
should.
Thirteen times we sounded it, then with the signal
of the chime on up to the Ajna (Third Eye) Chakra, and
here for me the visions really kicked in:
Riding on the fluctuating subtle harmonics of the collective,
'mmm' tone humm, I saw the etheric web of connections
spreading out from our immediate physical web. There
were several Anahata group rituals linked with ours
occurring simultaneously as well as numerous
individuals tuning in across the globe. I felt these
connections now, seeing a flash of a handful of
ritualists at Boudica's Mound in Hampstead Heath,
London, then a few more at the Serpent Mound in Ohio
where I had performed a new moon rite with Nema and
Tyger a few years ago.
With my mind´s-eye I saw tenuous
filaments of light stretching out across the globe
from our circle to these, and to other, less locatable
places and people, forming a fine lattice of subtle
energies. Suddenly I saw quite clearly the faces
(especially eyes) of loved ones in Australia
performing a linked rite. One of these was Kestral,
and this made me smile for an actual Kestral hawk had
been hovering over and near our circle on the Tor for
much of the afternoon.


Then it was back to the low bass, 'Ohh,' tone of the
Muladhara (Base) Chakra to ground out and earth the
energies. By this stage after many hours of chanting
and deep breathing, the piercings and the thread
creating slight tension on these, and the bombardment
of elements we had received from the extreme weather-
we certainly needed it!
The energy descended as dramatically as the tone did
back to the bottom of the octave, and slowly we all
sank to our knees, carefully so as not to put any
strain on the delicate web between usŠ
It felt intense to be kneeling on the ground, then
putting all our palms flat upon the grass, feeling the
pulse of the Earth, grounding out the high energy we
had raised, earthing our intentions into
Manifestation. Several spoke these aloud as the rest
continued the bass chant which droned in powerful
waves of coagulation. Gaia felt very warm and
responsive.



A moonth or so later a 13-point star tattoo on my chest
was also complete, the Memory of our rite etched for
my life into my flesh, with all the design´s
multi-layered symbolism contained therein.
Imagios had come to the UK with the intent to be
initiated into the Horus-Maat Lodge. Methinks he got
more of an initiation than expected, being woven into
the web of the 13th Tribe.
However two days later we endeavoured to perform the
regular HML initiation ceremony also before he flew
back to the Czech Republic. This was done on the Tor
in the same location as the solstice rite, and Jasmine
was initiated with him, by the several Lodge-members
who were still present.
The significant thing is that before even coming to
the UK he had planned to -and did- take the magickal
name ´Benu´ -the Egyptian name for the Phoenix- as a
part of this ceremony, yet was unaware of the
significance of the Phoenix to the locality:
In the Glastonbury zodiac of the Somerset landscape,
the figure which encompasses the Glastonbury Tor is
that of a great Phoenix for Aquarius.
Aquarius is the Waterbearer, and the sacred red and
white springs are at the beak of the phoenix formation
as seen from the air -also perhaps they are the tears
of the phoenix, traditionally reputed -like
Glastonbury´s red and white springs- for their healing
properties.
The Tor itself is the throat of the Phoenix. There
is evidence of an ancient Labyrinth on the Tor, a
mystical spiral formation. Vultures have long spiral
throats -physiologically- with which they break down
flesh to feed to their young.
So besides the fiery solar aspect of the phoenix
-correllating aeonically with Horus, the lord of Force
and Fire; there is also the shadow of Maut the
Vulture/Black Eagle -a form of Maat- implicit, to
represent the *Double Current* (Aquarius sign as two
ripples or waves) of our Aeon...
ON to the ACCOUNTS of Other PARTICIPANTS in the RITE
ON to TRANSLOCAL PARTICIPANTS -Other GLOBAL RITES and CIRCLES linked with The 13th TRIBE WEAVING, operating simultaneously in AMERICA, AUSTRALIA and LONDON.
BACK to PART I -THE PIERCING -DIVERSITY
Back to the GATHERING of the 13
LIBER XIII -The Initial Vision and Prospectus for this
Rite.

