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. Maybe wrap up in a blanket or cloak and grasp a stone or talisman that matters to you. Grow your roots, send them deep into the soil, let them intertwine and grow small hairs to attach to the mycelia in your own landbase.
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 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?
For a few moments, just sit on your hillock and allow yourself to become comfortable. This place should be feeling very real to you by now; we’ve been working together to create it for months and months. What’s become familiar to you? A tuft of prairie grass? Buffalo off in the distance? The scent of sand carried on the wind? You’ve been involved in a months-long magical working here, joined with magic workers from across the globe. Feel your connection to this place on the astral plane. It is always here for you, always a source of strength.
As your glance turns to the Southwest, you see the Cowboy banner growing larger and larger in the sky. It becomes three-dimensional and you can step from your hillock into the banner. You are in a small Western town with a Feed Store, a General Store, and a Hotel on one side of the dirt street and the Saloon, wooden church, and the Town Jail and Courthouse on the other.
Embedded within the Cowboy archetype is the Sheriff. In what was often called the lawless West, a place where there were no rules and no norms, the Sheriff represented the rule of law. It was his job to protect the weak against the strong, the individual against the gang. It was his job to bring order into chaos and to make the West livable for everyone, not just the gangs of horse and cattle thieves who believed that their might made right.
As you stand in the shade of the county Courthouse, you see a gang of rustlers ride into town. They’ve stolen horses from the farmers and ranchers in the area, sold them to other thieves, and now plan to spend their ill-gotten gains at the Saloon, in the Hotel, at the General Store. Part of the fun for them will be in seeing how much damage they can do before they ride out. They are sure they can get away with it.
Time spirals, as it does, and you can also see into the present day where a gang of thieves have stolen the White House with the help of Russian interference. They are using our money to fly in private jets, buy luxuriously tacky dining room sets for their office, give their children access to global markets, and to sell off our natural parks to their friends. We need a sheriff. But this gang believes that it can fire the sheriffs and walk away scot free.
You decide to take matters into your own hands. You will not sit still and allow this to happen. You walk next-door and knock on the sheriff’s door. You walk past the deputy and go straight to the sheriff. You tell him what’s going on. You draw him a map. You strengthen his hand. You convince him to take action.
As you watch, times converge and the sheriff comes out into the middle of the street. The clock on the church chimes high noon. The sheriff begins to walk, alone but unafraid, slowly but deliberately, towards the thieving gang that has come to shoot up the town and enjoy wreaking havoc. His eye is fixed on the leader of the gang, the one who has threatened and bragged that he will get rid of the sheriff so that there will be no real law in this place.
Gradually, the gang becomes aware of the sheriff, standing between them and the Saloon they’ve been planning to enjoy. They stare and try to look intimidating. They cluster together on their horses and look down on the man walking towards them. As the sheriff draws closer and closer, the town goes silent. The grocer disappears back inside the General Store. The preacher and the ladies who have come for an auxiliary meeting slip quietly inside the church. The sheriff simply continues to walk slowly towards the gang.
At the last minute, the gang turns and rides away. They shoot a few stray bullets into the air to try and show their bravado, but the fact is that they are riding out of town as fast as they can go. As they near the edge of town, their ill-gotten gold falls out of their saddle bags and they are too afraid to come back for it. The thieves don’t get to replace the sheriff; that’s not how America works.
Go out now with the sheriff to gather up the gold that the rustlers tried to steal. America’s wealth is not for Russian plutocrats, the Trump crime family, or Munchin’s extravagant travel. It is for building schools and bridges, caring for our sick and elderly neighbors, putting books and librarians in libraries, inspecting our food and water, and for maintaining our parks and wild lands. The sheriff thanks your for your help and deposits the money in the Courthouse safe. The next time that the judge is in town, he will see that the money goes where it belongs. The sheriff is not going anywhere.
Walk out of the Cowboy banner and back to your own hillock.
As you sit and rest, know that you are not working alone. The Resistance — both magical and in all of its mundane (phone banking, check writing, representative calling, letter writing, canvassing, voting, volunteering, tutoring, restoring wetlands, growing plants for bees) manifestations — is huge. 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 are brave and growing braver. Your magic and your practical workings can make the difference. The five banners and your local schools are always available to you when you want to do magic to strengthen America.
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 strong coffee with milk or cold water with cucumber. If you like, have something to eat, maybe a bowl of grits with butter, salt, and pepper or a vegetable omelette.
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. You may want to place something on your altar to help you to remember America’s sheriffs in all their forms, modern and older. Can you 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.
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