Vancouver, British Columbia
August 23-29, 2020
2020 INTENTION: TBA
IN THE SWEET DEPTHS OF MYCELIAL CONNECTION, WE REMEMBER WE BELONG. WE CALL OURSELVES BACK INTO RELATIONSHIP WITH EACH OTHER, OUR ANCESTORS, THE LAND, AND ALL OF OUR RELATIVES.
“Hear the words of the Star Goddess, the dust of Whose feet are the hosts of Heaven, whose body encircles the universe:”
“I Who am the beauty of the green earth and the white moon among the stars and the mysteries of the waters, I call upon your soul to arise and come unto me. For I am the soul of nature that gives life to the universe.”
Over 4 billion years ago, in a black mirror of what was not yet space as we recognize it, primordial protons and neutrons met. They collided. They created a tone, and this tone is the very first sound. The collision created a vibration, and out of this vibration, there was a luminous mist that turned into isles of light. Before stars, before celestial bodies, this first vibration initiated the universe into existence. When this light and vibration expanded, these were the birth of the first wavelengths. Every vibration since that moment is an echo of that moment.
All was born out of darkness and spontaneity,
out of this, togetherness was possible,
and out of that, vibrations emerged,
and then there were lights, and colors, and shapes,
a garden of all sounds.
Perhaps this is a creation myth.
“From Me all things proceed and unto Me they must return.”
Across our home, this plentiful, good, green Earth, and across the many cultures and histories we carry, there is a mysterious constellation that unites us. From Greece, Egypt, Mesopotamia, and the very land on which this camp takes place, Turtle Island, there are ancient stories of a being of the starry skies. Some know this being as the Star Goddess, Nyx, Tiamat, Nut, or Skywoman.
We acknowledge, celebrate, and elevate the stories of creation, and the mystery of becoming and belonging. In reverence, we will gaze into the concave mirror of the inky black sky, and discover the pinpoints of light. We celebrate Spirit; the invisible being that knits us up in a loving embrace.
“Let My worship be in the heart that rejoices, for behold, all acts of love and pleasure are My rituals. Let there be beauty and strength, power and compassion, honor and humility, mirth and reverence within you.”
We come together to dissolve into the mysterious bowl of stars, our oldest known ancestors. We remember we belong. We call ourselves back into relationship.
“And you who seek to know Me, know that the seeking and yearning will avail you not, unless you know the Mystery: for if that which you seek, you find not within yourself, you will never find it without. For behold, I have been with you from the beginning, and I am That which is attained at the end of desire.”
The one who is our reflection.
The one who is the primordial Sea.
The one who is a ladder to the Sky.
The one who is a ladder to the Earth.
The one who stands at the edge of Creation.
The one who descended with a hand full of seeds.
The one who surrendered to the radiance of their own chaos, and created all from Love.
— “The Charge of the Goddess,” Traditional by Doreen Valiente, as adapted by Starhawk, from The Spiral Dance (Starhawk, 1979, pp. 90-91)
We acknowledge this land that we come together on is unceded Skwxwú7mesh (Squamish) Territory. We were honoured in 2017 to receive a formal welcome from a member of the Skwxwú7mesh People at camp, and are committed to developing this relationship with the Skwxwú7mesh People.
2031 Abbott Street