The Magical Battle for America 6.10.17


Yesterday, I took G/Son to see the WonderWoman movie.  Before the movie started, we got, of course, about 15 minutes of previews.  One of the previews was for Dunkirk, a movie with the motto:  “When 400,000 men couldn’t get home, home came for them.”  The movie tells the story of how, when German military maneuvers left British and French troops, stranded on the northern coast of France, England mobilized an evacuation force that included many small fishing and pleasure boats.  There were serious losses, but Dunkirk is remembered mainly for the rescues.  Wikipedia notes that: “The last of the British Army left on 3 June, and at 10:50, Tennant signalled Ramsay to say ‘Operation completed. Returning to Dover.’  However, Churchill insisted on coming back for the French, so the Royal Navy returned on 4 June in an attempt to rescue as many as possible of the French rearguard. Over 26,000 French soldiers were evacuated on that last day,” although many were lost.

At the end of the trailer, I was angry and in tears.  After all those losses, we just let President Bannon and other Nazis waltz right into our White House.  And, there they sit.  After all the sacrifices in England, and France, and America, after millions and millions dead, the Nazis are in our White House, running our country, making our foreign policy.  I would call Bannon, Gorka, and their ilk Grima Wormtongue, except that Trump is no decent-but-sadly-corrupted King Theodan (and, trust me, Ivanka is no Shield Maiden of Rohan).

And, so we have to confront, as never Dion Fortune and her society  had to do, an enemy already in control of the levers of our government.  The calls, so to speak, are coming from inside the house.  This week, let’s call an internal force for protection.  Let’s call America’s trees.  (If you’re interested in how trees communicate with each other, provide protection, and generally act in their own interest, you should read a short little book entitled The Hidden Life of Trees: What They Feel & How They Communicate — Discoveries from a Secret World)

Both Britain and America (as well, I imagine, as some other countries) have myths about the trees protecting the land.  Last week, we worked with Johnny Appleseed, who planted apple trees, to give cider, all over eastern America and southern Canada.  Some of those trees survive today, ripening apples and providing shade.  And many of their great, great, great grand-seeds drop apples every summer.  We need help.  Let’s ask them.


America is a land of trees.  From the balsam firs of Minnesota, to the beech-birch-maple forests of Maine,  to the moon-magicked loblolly pine trees  of Alabama, to the big cone spruce of southern California, to the grand firs of Oregon, to the ghost chestnut trees that once covered all of eastern America, we live within a covering of trees and exist inside their mycelia-based network.  Can you find yourself within this network of trees?

Now’s probably a good time to remind everyone to check/refresh the wards on your home or wherever you do this work.  Be sure that you’re rested, grounded, and in a comfortable position.


Anchor yourself firmly to your landbase.  Notice a small detail that will call you back when this working is finished.

Ground and center.  Cast a circle.


As you move astrally to our American plain on the astral plane, you can see again the safe hillock where you do your work.  You can see the five giant banners, shining in the sky:  Walden Pond, the Underground Railroad, the Cowboy, the Salmon, and Lady Liberty.  Do they seem more defined since we began our work?  Do they have anything special to tell you this week?

The American plains were one of the very few place upon the continent that did not have trees.  Grasses, yes.  Trees, not so much.  And, so, it was as if America was encircled by a forest of trees, with grasses and desert at its center.

If you stand upon your hillock, you can see all of the trees that encircle America.  You can run your own roots into the ground and feel the mycelia connect your roots to all of the plants, grasses, and trees in America.  You can call to them for protection, for aid, for courage in the face of Nazis.

See America’s trees encircling Her with  forest of protection.  Ask the trees to shield us from the attack within.  Just as our threat comes from within, so will our protection.

Know that you are a powerful worker of magic, rooted in your very own landbase, working with the strong archetypes of this land, assisted by countless unseen others who labor in league with you.  You and America’s trees can save us from the enemy within.


Return to your own body, your own landbase.  Open your eyes.  Rub your face, move your arms and legs.  Notice the detail you selected to call you back from the astral.  Open your circle.  Drink something, maybe some apple-cinnamon tee.  If you like, have something to eat, maybe a plum or a handful of raisins.

During the course of this week, you may want to visit the bannered prairie several times in order to strengthen its presence on the astral.  You may want to repeat this working several times.  You may want to place a picture of a tree or seed on your altar.  You may want to journal about it.  Are you inspired to make any art?  Can you sit beside a warm fire, or light incense, or stare into a candle?   What actions are you inspired to take for the Resistance?  If you’re willing, please share in comments what happened and how this working went.


Picture found here.






13 responses to “The Magical Battle for America 6.10.17

  1. During this working, I received a very strong (if also a little sorrowful) image of what I’ll refer to as the green man. It seems the best name for him, and although he was definitely a he, I didn’t feel threatened or uneasy in anyway.

    I think the meaning of his appearance in this working is mostly self- explanatory, but I also think there’s a reason he came to me as a man that may be a little less obvious. I’ll try to be as sensitive about this as I can, since I think the last thing anyone wants on this blog is a “not all men” (barf) tangent.

    The presence I felt was deeply saddened and angered at the way men in America have been treating women. He was also angered at the treatment of those who don’t easily fall into the categories of male or female. His face seemed to say to me: “You shouldn’t have to deal with this. Fight like hell. I will too. I’ve got your back.” For this presence that I felt, there was a parallel between the treatment of us as women and the treatment of our earth.

    I also felt a rush of affection for the men in my life who understand their privilege and actively try to help other men understand theirs. I do understand this is a kind of privilege in and of itself- Some women simply do not have these sorts of men in their lives, and others simply cannot have any healing interactions with men because of past experiences. I don’t mean to erase these women, I just feel that my experience might possibly resonate with a few others and so I felt compelled to share it.

    If you are lucky enough to have these sorts of relationships in your life, cherish them knowing that it weakens the patriarchy when men treat women as people. I hope this post made sense and is appropriate, but if it needs to come down for the mental health of others I completely understand. It’s a rough time to be a woman…..

    • Song Spider, Thank you. It’s SO helpful to me when people share their experiences doing this work. I love the idea of an American Green Man who has our back. It is indeed a rough time to be a woman. But we stand on the shoulders of giantesses . . . .

  2. We, too, saw Wonder Woman and the preview for Dunkirk this week. And yes, the Neo-Nazis flaunt it. Every warrior must summon their own strengths, their own ways and means to fight — the apathy of “what?” and the lazy “Oh, we’ll be fine” make me too furious for articulate words every week.

    I also felt a gut-punch during Wonder Woman — she did what was right, what was supposed to work and had to face that it did NOT. We all voted. We all call Senators, Representatives. We sign petitions and call the White House. And the “Agent Orange” does not care; he is a man hollow at the core that is supposed to be full of values.

    So yes, now it is time to fight, to resist — people who did that at his inauguration are facing prison time as protest becomes increasingly criminalized. Courage to us all! We are going to need it.

    • symbol-labrys, Agree with you about that gut-punch. I took it as WW growing up, becoming mature. Until then, she believed all the happy stories of her childhood and thought that if you defeat one evil, then you’re done. Sadly, not so. And then we all have to make the choice that she had to make. Do we give up or do we keep fighting? As for me and mine, we will fight. I know you will, too.

  3. Yes of course I saw WW: my spouse fulfilled his ancient promise and took me, and our daughters, to the opening weekend. One of the good ones, he is.
    I’m still keeping up with these weeklies, as from the first. You’ve taken on a great deal, HD, and I commend you. No matter how wiped out I am, I have at least made the journey even on weeks when I can’t do the spells. We are the ones who are winning!

    • Christine, Thank you SO MUCH for staying with this work. You’re right; it is a great deal to do, but I don’t see how we can do less. Think what the Suffragettes gave, what the Abolitionists gave, what our parents and grandparents gave in WWII . . . . We can keep doing, as Ms. Whatsit says, the next right thing. And then, rest, and then, the next. The next . . . .

  4. Pamela Maxfield

    Thank you so much for this; I have recently been turning to the power in nature to address this nightmare, and feeling lonely while doing so. After attempting to take care of it myself by pushing energy, and I made myself very sick, thus proving the three-fold truism….I had the thought, “Where are all of the serial killers, when there is something so important for them to take care of? It could be the clashes of evil”.

  5. This spring I decided not to pull out any of the tree seedlings in my yard. Every leaf counts.

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