The War Ritual (Abattu)

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Conflict; the clashing of visions and destinies. The attempt by others to wrest away the Destiny of one individual and thus disrupt the greater Wyrd. A clouding of vision that creates doubts, lack of direction, susceptibility to outside forces and possibly, if insight is lost, the renouncing of a quest. The hardship imposed by the consequence of actions, but by the suffering such striving imposes. Wisdom – and Destiny – may be attained. Awareness of those factors – such as other people – that may fulfill Destiny, and the hard practical realities of striving to create this fulfillment. Sadness and wisdom and creativity through loss.

The name Gaspé comes from the Mi’kmaq word gespe’g, meaning “end”, referring to the end of the land and overall, this Dark Pathway left me incredibly confused and dreamy, as if I was intoxicated with too much beauty at ounce. My state of mind was foggy, unclear and very intuitive in nature. My dreams were mainly sequences of beautiful and touching events and when I would awake, I needed to rapidly gather my strength and focus for the task to come (driving over seven hours a day was not unusual at all).

I am currently at an important crossroad in my life where my professional career is about to be launched and what will now be sowed will heavily impact what will be reaped in the upcoming years. There is very little room for mistakes and for wasting time on mundanities and so I am feeling in a hurry to become the best version of who I can be. Interestingly, this is my 14th Dark Pathway, which means I have 2/3 of them done over the last decade. All of them were performed during very important and significant spiritual events and Abattu left me feeling more uncertain than any of the previous ones. This suggests many things but mainly that something crucial is missing from my existence which is creating a turmoil in my Physis. I have yet to discover what it is but deep down, I have a very good idea of what it could be. I also experienced the full force of what it means to experience a ‘living’ ritual without the necessity for abstractions and while I had done such journey before, something was different this time. It’s nearly like parts of my soul were scattered throughout these coasts that truly seem to be infinite. The cold winds of the north are accompanying you everywhere and no matter where you look, you are left in awe before this empire of clouds & blueish waves. You drive ever forward on a slithering coastal road, protected by mountains and steep hills that challenge your engine at every turn and sometimes, the trees give up and the horizon opens itself to a sight so immensely beautiful that human words can make nothing out of it.

Sacred Tools:

  • Crystal Quartz Tetrahedron 
  • Tarot Deck

This journey was a meditation on Wyrd and on how we should decide to invest our time and our enegry. It was a like a door that opens inwardly, inviting us to look at what we have, what we want and what we can make manifest with the time we are gifted with. Such introspection is always conflictual in nature, especially when looking at it from the standpoint of a young man reaching complete independence and heading toward a more settled life (Wu-Wei). What felt apparent to me during that journey was that love and friendship are definitely the most important elements of life. Feeling at home into someones arms, spreading love through honorable and fair actions or seeing sights of wonder in the company of a loyal trusted friend has no price and can’t be compared to anything that is born in the fallible mind of men.

There is also a vivid awareness of how species of times affect us all differently and deeply. In four days, we have seen the ocean, we traveled through foggy forests and rural villages. We meditated on the most ancient rocky formations in the world and we bathed our face with this cold water that purifies much more than the skin. We met all sorts of individuals and learned their stories. We’ve experienced the comforting rays of the sun and the anguish of the twilight drive, we barely avoided hurricane ‘Dorian’ and saw the rainy clouds give room to a sky so blue it seemed empty. We were something sharing silence, somethings laughter and some other time, an amazingly fitting piece of music.

Like any transition, nothing much makes sense for now and I have yet to mentally and emotionally make sense of those four days that felt like twenty. 2500Km/24h Drive is a great deal of images to shelve and the upcoming days will be spent resting and meditating further more on whats to come.

Whatever lies ahead, beyond this dense fog that currently leaves me in a blissful state of acceptance -like a child in the arms of a mother-, I simply know it is going to be wyrdful. Only then, will I truly understand what all of this meant and why it left me so humbled and so wordlessly alive in a midst of natural and inexplicable beauties.

There’s so much I want to say
But all the words just slip away…


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