Temple Tribal Fusion and Creating Ceremony
Sunday November 17 11am to 2:30
Belly Hive 205 W Main St., Grass Valley
This special workshop introduces a very tangible format for creating ceremony and ritual through dance. We explore elements of Temple Tribal Fusion offering us a language of dance based on ancient and traditional lineages of Sacred Dance fused with modern day Tribal Belly Dance. This workshop focuses on the lineages found along the Silk Road, including India, Central Asia and Persia, and parts of the Middle East.
Join us as we celebrate these ancient ritualistic lineages within the context of our growing community of dancers and new dance temple, Belly Hive Grass Valley.
Ayah Buonaugurio and Tenley Wallace offer you “Temple Tribal Fusion and Creating Ceremony”.
$45 advanced registration through Friday Nov 15
$50 registration Nov 16 & 17 if space is still available
Our studio is intimate, so early registration is recommend to hold your spot.
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I wanted to share with you all my greatest joy, a gift, and an important tool I have gained being a Water Carrier. How to create a water altar!
How does One become a Water Carrier? I have traveled around the Americas, north to south, seeking many traditions, rituals, ceremonies, and songs that honor the essence of the water element. I have collected waters from streams, great rivers, waterfalls, lakes, oceans, as well as from tears of crying women, from elders who too have carried sacred waters their entire lives. I have collected waters from sacred ceremonies, and also from polluted areas w/prayer to purify those waters. I carry a strong intention caring for the waters of life. I have initiated others in my life to become water carriers, but there truly is no initiation necessary to carry such a title. We all carry the waters of life in our bodies….
A Water Altar is a place of honoring the waters in your LIFE. A water altar is a messenger for your emotions, prayers, your ability to manifest, to listen and to enter shamanic dream worlds. Waters spirits are great allies, and create a calm channel and metaphor for the flow of Life. The altar reflects precisely how well we take care of life, as well provides the insight we need to be able to shift our perceptions and improve conditions in a compassionate and kind way towards ourselves.
- To Begin: Get creative, trust your intuition and take a moment to feel the what the waters in your life are asking SPECIFICALLY of You.
- Pay careful attention to your thoughts as you are preparing your altar. The water element is extremely absorbent and receptive to everything you are thinking, as well as feeling.
- Clear and create space: Decide where you want to have your water altar in your house: it can be in your bedroom, garden, living room, temple, kitchen. In pagan traditions the West is the direction for the Waters. Prepare a altar table with clarity that the space designated will have clear energy, and be cared for. Put down a cloth of white, gold, blue, purple or any fabric that intuitively feels good.
- Smudge the space with incense, sage, cedar, copal or incense of choice.
- Decide what key sacred objects you want to go on the altar. Focus on the water symbols, sea shells, fertility and feminine deities, photos of water deities or dolphins, crystals. Then feel free to add photos of people you are praying for, or objects that represent virtues you are focusing on.
- Find a bowl, clear glass, or any type of strong material that you feel holds and respects the quality of water molecules it will be holding. Now you are ready……….
Water Consecration Ritual:
- Create time to find the closest water source near you in this moment. This means there could be a simple creek or a stream near your house or maybe you live near the ocean or a great lake, but for most of us we don’t have a abundant water source. Thats okay, rain water is great to collect, or even rain water from a puddle outside. When all else fails, gather water from your faucet in your house. The point of gathering water is not to find the most pristine water in the world near you, but to find the closest source of running water near you, gather it, and pray for it, pray with it and through it. All water, no matter where is comes from in that moment wants to be prayed over, and all water no matter where is found, once came from a pure pristine powerful source.
- When you go to gather the water, be silent, in ritual, and ask the Water Elemental to guide you with healing thoughts.
- While you gather the waters, feel free to then make offerings to Her ( I am using the reference to the Water as “Her”, but my intention is non-sexist as I refer to her entity like spirit form ) . Your offerings can be a song, tobacco, a clear quartz crystal, ect. Anything gesture to exchange the energy of ::::Gratitude:::
- Carry the waters back to your altar bowl, and listen to the sound the water makes as you pour Her into the bowl.
- Ask Her to help you, heal you, pray for the sickness in the world to go away; Have a conversation in your mind with HER until you feel deep inner peace and gratitude over come your entire being.
- A note about Gratitude: “Living in Gratitude is one of the fastest ways to allow the energy of life to flow deliberately through your heart. it is about connecting with the source of life, which is infinite energy and directing its vitality through your heart. when you do this there is a tangible response within your body, and more specifically , in your heart.” (Heart Wisdom, Russell Feingold)
- Dr. Masaru Emoto said, ” the very least we should do every day, is to speak to the water”…
- Personally I like to renew this water ritual once a week to keep the waters on my altar fresh and renewed, I feel that my life begins to feel stagnate when I lack the continuation of this weekly ritual. You’ll find that intuitively you’ll have your own relationship with your water altar. It will feel like a living breathing entity that is coursing through your consciousness guiding and speaking to You personally through your H2O molecules.
- Another Tip: When I renew the waters each week from my altar, I always keep waters from the previous week/s in my sacred altar bowl to mix with the newest batch of waters that come in. Think of homeopathy too. This keeps a continual connection to all the previous prayers and relations I had with the first waters that came through. When I am ready to release the waters I will feed Her to my most favorite plants in the house/garden.
- Again, these are only guidelines, that I hope will serve you to begin to intuit your own relationship with the Waters in your life. Feel Free to write to me of your feedback, experiences, breakthroughs and new inspirations that come about from these guidelines.
- Another Gift! Please follow this link to the most amazing activism site about water! Here is the sweetest water song for you to learn Channeled by an Ojibwe elder Grandmother, for the WATERS, the-water-song
Water, we love you.
We thank you.
We respect you.
An Anishinabe prophesied that “In about 30 years, if we humans continue with our negligence, an ounce of drinking water will cost the same as an ounce of gold.”
Water is essential to survival and health.
I took the time to carefully write out this article I discovered in an old book I found in a used book store the other day. “Vedanta” for the Western World by Christopher Isherwood (copyright 1945!). This is truly a inspiration that has struck the chord of my soul perfectly ringing to the depth beyond words of what my heart is seeking in spiritual attainment and practice………
Many and varied are the forms of meditation. One form is that in which Brahman is likened to a boundless ocean, and the jiva to a fish, swimming happily about, feeling the soothing, living presence everywhere. In another form the body is regarded as a vessel, and the mind as water-pure as crystal-upon which is reflected the sun of satchitananda-Existence, Knowledge and Bliss. Yet again, Brahman may be meditated upon as the limitless ocean, and jiva as the vessel submerged in it, the water of Brahman within and without- everywhere. Again one may think of oneself as a bird soaring blissfully through the sky of satchidananda. These and many other forms are known to the followers of the path of knowledge.
God is with form and without form. God in his absolute, formless aspect is mediated upon by the followers of the path of knowledge; but the devotee holds on to the name and form of God, and meditates upon him with form. Various are the names and forms of God, which are but different aspects of one reality. The Guru and the Avataras are also forms of God, and the devotee takes one form and mediates upon that as his chosen ideal. While absorbed in meditation the devotee may have different visions of the many forms of God. These must be regarded as but different aspects of the one chosen ideal. Forms are many, but the Reality is one. To emphasize this truth Sri Ramakrishna would give the smile of chameleon-which changes it color, yet remains the same. Thus by devotion to the choosen ideal the devotee soon realizes that god assumes many forms , and yet is also formless.
The Devotee meditates on the holy name and form of God, and the follower of the path of knowledge mediates on the relation and identity with jiva and Brahman. But what ever path is followed the one and the same state of spiritual consciousness is attained by each. When by meditating on the name and form one attains a depth in meditation, relation also vanishes. There remains in both a spiritual current that words cannot describe.
Sri Ramakrishna once said that in the depths of mediation there arises the consciousness of the impartial, the indivisible reality. Body is forgotten, mind ceases to function –there remains pure consciousness.
There is a difference between ecstasy and Samadhi. In ecstasy the aspirant experiences bliss, he sees the play of the divine; in Samadhi, the aspirant becomes blissful. The experiencer, the experience and the experienced become One.
To see the light in vision during meditation is not enough, though it is true that such a vision or any other vision serves to strengthen faith, and encourage the aspirant to go deeper and deeper. Only when the physical consciousness is gone, when the heart becomes pure, can one really know that there is a deeper and vaster realm beyond the realm of spiritual visions.
The knowledge of existence of this realm cannot be grasped by the human mind, nor can words define it. The grace of the guru alone can open the gates to that blissful realm. One day while massaging the head of Sri Ramakrishna the door to that realm suddenly opened before me. What I saw the eyes could not hold, what I tasted the tongue could not express. It was a definite experience beyond all expression.
If you would know and enter into that kingdom, let the tongue tirelessly chant the name of God, let the heart and mind become absorbed in his meditation. Sooner or later, through his grace, you will surely know and enter into that blissful realm.
Be absorbed in mediation. Be absorbed so that the world becomes annihilated, and only you exist, you and your beloved shining in your heart. As one becomes established in the meditative life there comes a control over the mind. Then alone one can know his own mind, how and in what devious ways it works. He becomes immediately aware of any tricks the mind would try to play. The old habits of the hatred, jealousy, and all the passions will no longer have the power to raise any wave in the mind. The will gradually recede, and eventually disappear.
Many changes come in one who lives the contemplative life. The character becomes transformed, the body also changes, the voice becomes sweet; he breathes differently. A truly meditative man can be recognized by his movements, his face, his eyes. He has wonderful poise, his mind is tranquil. With eyes opened or with eyes closed, engaged in whatever occupations, he meditates constantly and continuously. The current of thought flows unceasingly toward his beloved. Just as a person suffering from acute toothache is constantly reminded of it, so is the aspirant constantly aware of the living presence.
Do not sleep the sleep of ignorance. Keep yourself constantly awake by the practice of spiritual disciplines. Without spiritual practice life is meaningless, the truth of God remains unknown. People quarrel over theories and dogmas of religion, but those who devote their lives to the attainment of the bliss of God, and know the Reality, have no quarrel with other faiths, nor do they antagonize them, for they speak the same tongue.
Born July 10th, 1984 in Boston Massachusetts, my mother named me Vanessa, If you look in a name dictionary Vanessa actually means “Butterfly”, and this is what was foremost intended for me. As an adolescent middle child, I was often approached by butterflies which directly spoke to me. I listened intently….” your free like a butterfly fly away!”. And so I did. I ran away allot from the constraints of conflicted family life. Right before I turned 18, I officially left home beginning my healing metamorphosis as a medicine woman embodying a more fit name as I am now known. Ayah is an echo that continuously sings to me from afar . Ayah is a primordial goddess that carries resonance into a strongly loving dream. I chanted to Ayah because I loved this sound, and one day I realized, “I am Ayah!”……
I grew up in the surrounding towns of Salem Massachusetts, notoriously known for the Salem Witch Trials. this historical event attracted a new age scene of pagans, witches and extreme metaphysical commercialism. I become influenced by this culture involving myself in earth-based spiritualities leading me to my history of apprenticing in ritual and ceremonial arts.
In childhood I can remember having imaginary friends and apparitions, the spirit realm occupied me. I always felt vague memories of something beyond this world. By the time I was 12, I learned about earth bound spirits and decided I was what they called ” a medium” and could help guide these stagnate beings, I helped friends. Maybe I was just making it all up, but when I was 19yrs old I had a confirmed experience which closed this door for awhile.
Going through the rights of passage which puberty presented, my parents divorced and it was at this time my lost soul came across a book I will never forget…”Wicca a solitary practitioner’s guide”, by Scott Cunningham. This book explained to me the religion of Wicca through pagan origins. I learned for the first time that witches were not evil but wise people that cared for the wellbeing of the earth. Up until this moment in my life it never occurred to me that any other religions existed, nor that people worshiped gods, elements and the seasons of nature. My Soul opened as I cried with relief knowing these ways existed, I felt connected to my spirit again.
As a little girl, I danced ballet, tap and gymnastics, making my way through adolescence on ecstatic dance floors and beyond. I witnessed my first belly dancer at a renaissance fair when i was 13yrs old, and become fascinated with her graceful movements that expressed to me the secrets of the divine feminine. My mother took me to my first yoga class during that same age. Yoga became the way in which I to responsibility of my healing process into my own body. Dance is what would elevate my spirit.
On spring equinox of my junior year in high school, my girlfriend Jenna and I created a ritual to the goddess Isis asking her to guide our lives more specifically. A week later we were both in the most traumatic car accident of our lives, and ended up in intensive care with weeks upon months of recovery. We received every answer that we had asked of Isis through the recovery and out come of the accident! Jenna and I would always joke that we had been hung together as witches in a previous life. A highway was built over the region of Old Salem, as it turns out, the exact area of the highway where our car crashed was distinctly the same spot where accused witches were once hung!
When I turned 18 I traveled to Europe and across America’s, and then I arrived in Hawaii, staying for 7 months. I worked on organic farms, stayed in a Hare Krishna community, and spent time on nude beaches learning how to fast and meditate. Then, I had my first experience of Ayahausca, re-birthing me into Supreme Spiritual Vitality. With attempts to focus my new spiritual awareness, I went to Prescott College in Arizona for a year to study environmental awareness, eco-psychology and dance.
For awhile nothing in life made sense but my Yoga practice. So I dropped out of college and moved to Cali enrolling in my first Yoga course At Greenpath Yoga in SF. Again Yoga remained my template for stabilizing and taking care of my inner world. I found strength and meaning in my studies which encouraged me to become a Teacher.
In California I moved in with my former Hawaii friend, Griffin who inspired me to continue my studies of Magick. We moved one season to Lake Tahoe where I was offered opportunity to apprentice with the lady of the lake, a real high priestess by the name of “Debbi le Faye’. It was my first time involved in an established coven, and Debbie taught me foremost about the power of the moon ritual, I had practices with the elements , and we celebrated all the pagan holidays.
Nomadic lifestyle took a hold of me, and all that made sense was deepening into yoga, dancing and discovering the magick of other cultures….primarily the jungles and sacred sites of central and south America. I followed my visions of dancing in temples and ended up in Guatemala, Invited by Mayan elders to hold space in their ceremonies with my sacred dances. I was given permission on the during the winter solstice ceremony to position these dances on the actual pyramids of Tikal, Guatemala. I continued working in a local Guatemalan community teaching dance and expressive arts to the children of Project Ixcanaan.
Engaging in Native American and Indigenous traditions I have learned to utilize prayer through sacred fire ceremonies, vision quests, sweat lodge, and sacred plant medicines. I’m on my third year of vision quest Sacred Fire of Itzachilatlan. I am a pipe carrier of the female moondance tradition of Mexico. My teacher Carmen Vicente is a Vision Quest leader, Sun Dance chief, and Road Women of the Sacred Fire of Itzachilatlan. Working with these traditions, I have gained values, insights and lessons providing a foundation for the ways in which I facilitate “Embodying Healing” through my career in teaching dance and yoga.
I moved out to grass valley region, and My life forever changed when I met Grace Fae. We resurrected our life-times of pain into the Goddess Temple and Created sanctuary for women to gather, feel safe and heal. we created new moon circles for women. We brought our vision of the red tent goddess temple to festivals, as we also created belly dance shows together offering our dances to the mother “ISIS”… Kalita Initiated us into the red-tent at women’s camp when I was 22 years old, and that’s when I celebrated what the meaning of my first blood was to me. …..
I went twice now to Brazil to work with the spiritual music of umbhanda, the tradition of the orixas. I returned to study medium-ship with the spiritual healer John of God, and again to continue my studies in dance and music. I found myself serving and singing in the temple Mae Da Agua translated “Mother of the Waters” in Brazil, where it was confirmed for me that I was a daughter of Yemanja. In devotion I Dedicate myself to the Primmordial Ocean Goddess Yemanja, carrier of emotions, mother of the Orixas…….
I am a ceremonial water Carrier, with knowledge, prayers and songs I teach others how to create water Altars, and have a sustaining reflective relationship with the absorbent power of Water.
I am now prepared to take on the crown of the Priestess of ISIS
I dedicate my self to The Goddess ISIS , The Great mother who appears to me as all that is, all that was and all that ever shall be……
I dedicate myself to HAthor….Hete Heru…..embracing her gifts of music of dance, joy, and sexual healing…….
It is said that every women walks backwards into her mother and forward into her daughter. I look forward to the day that I can share this story with a daughter a watch the tapestry unfold that has been woven through many wombs centering with-in my own.