MAART is the union of Artist and Magician to create a fantastic world where Art, Ritual, Music, Sexuality and Magic merge within the human experience.
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Sunday, September 9, 2012
La Sirene's Altar
Love Art Creativity
Music Beauty
La
Sirene’, the essence of the sea – the salty brine in which all
things
manifest. The creative juices from
which all things are
born.
We
all come from the sea. La Sirene’
sings her beautiful,
eerie
song, luring us to rise out of the waters and follow our
destinies
into the unknown.
The
Great Ocean, the vast waters of our deep psyche – She
communicates
to us through emotion. Love is Her
essence.
No-one
can resist her call. We all follow
Her voice into
temptation
and find ourselves somewhere unexpected, to learn
lessons
which will ultimately set us free.
The
path of La Sirene’ is one of self-discovery and personal
initiation. She offers salvation to those who dare
to seek the
Truth
and find their Will, Love drives
us, the intrinsic
instinct
of all beings to love and be loved.
To merge with and
be
part of something Greater.
Her
magickal tool is the mirror. To
move forward on our
journey
is to face ourselves and take responsibility for our lives
and
actions. As we look into the
mirror at our reflections, La
Sirene’
is looking back at us. She sees
us, even when we do
not
see Her.
La
Sirene’ Is beauty – as is love, art and all things creative.
The
key to success is to seek beauty in all things. To accept,
without
judgement, the way things are is the way they’re meant
to
be. If we seek change, it should
be in ourselves, to allow us
to
flow more gracefully with the ever-changing tides of life.
Call
to La Sirene’ when you need artistic inspiration and
musical
abilities. If you seek a lover’s
love or a mother’s
wisdom. Call to her when you wish to
acknowledge the colour
and
beauty of life itself, to experience a creative change in
perspective
– the beauty in yourself.
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Friday, April 29, 2011
March 2011 Rituals
After surveying the cemetery we located it's oldest male and female residents, 1863 and 1864 respectfully, we asked their permission and laid down "the Ancestors" in their honour, a feast of food fragrance and music followed for them and us the living.
Carnival featured largely as not only did we commit with art and pain to the gods but also to the skin.
Ghede had been lurking around for a while, watching from the fringe, amused at our antics, finally on the darkest night of the year they manifest in the flesh and we gave at the crossroads took them for a tour of the town and peeked into the life of the humans.
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