Anita Kraft - The Qabalah Workbook for Magicians: A Guide to the Sephiroth

THE

QABALAH

WORKBOOK FOR MAGICIANS

A GUIDE TO THE SEPHIROTH

ANITA KRAFT

First published in 2013 by Weiser Books

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Copyright 2013 by Anita Kraft

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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Kraft, Anita.

The Qabalah workbook for magicians : a guide to the Sephiroth / Anita Kraft.

pages cm

Includes bibliographical references.

ISBN 978-1-57863-535-1

1. Cabala. I. Title.

BF1623.C2K73 2013

135.47--dc23 2013006172

Cover design by Jim Warner
Cover image by Athanasius Kircher
Interior by Kathryn Sky-Peck
Typeset in Adobe Garamond

A note from the author regarding the cover image:

Athanasius Kircher lived in the seventeenth century. He was a Jesuit and is considered the founder of Egyptology. Kircher created this version of the Tree of Life, perhaps the most recognized tree in occultism. His version of the Tree contains what many today consider mistakes. I maintain that there are no mistakes in Qabalah, only different perspectives on the universe. Nevertheless, there have been many changes in the correspondences to the Tree, mostly owing to the Golden Dawn. I use this image as a nod to Kircher and his contributions to Hermetic Qabalah.

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DEDICATION

Over twenty years ago, I was looking for answers. I walked into an occult bookstore and the man working there decided I was a bored housewife and sent me away with ahow shall I say?lightweight book. I read it and it was not my cup of tea. I went back and asked the same man if he had something a little more academic and substantial. He then gave me Magick in Theory and Practice by Aleister Crowley. He took me to a Gnostic Mass and I found what I had been looking for all those years.

We have been through much togethera love affair, a breakup, and now we have a lifelong friendship. He is my mentor, my teacher, my student, and, most important, he is my friend. Our journey these twenty-plus years has been amazing.

Randall introduced me to my path, and stood by me while the path worked on me. It was very difficult in the beginning, unlearning a lifetime of bad habits, thoughts, and beliefs. But he stood by me even when most would not. From Randall, I learned so much; but above all, I learned patience, kindness, and fraternity. I don't know anyone who keeps his fraternal oaths and bonds more purely than Randall.

Randall encouraged me to write this book. He knew I reached a whole different audience with my teaching methods and approach to Qabalah. I have finally realized this project with his help and guidance and, most important, his editing and proofreading.

I dedicate this work to my friend, my soulmate, and my Woobie. Thank you Randall, Frater Leo, for all your love.

CONTENTS

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

I have many people to thank for helping me over the years. First, thank you to Keith Taylor, who listened, typed, listened, retyped this work. Also for working the workbook while I put the book together and providing direct feedback on the material. Your assistance was invaluable.

Also thank you to the following people who have been teachers and magical mentors over the years: Dan German, Elke Goodman Bussen, Dionysius Rogers, and Randall Bowyer. Thank you to Angela Landrith for inspiring me to put my classes on paper.

Thanks to my kids, April and Anthony. Thanks to my mother, Gloria, who always encouraged me, even when she didn't understand what I was doing. Thanks to the members of the various camps and oases, brothers and sisters with whom I have interacted, whom I have taught, and who have taught me about magick and fraternity.

Thank you to the OTO and our leaders for their service and assistance, both directly and indirectlyHymenaeus Beta, Sabazius X, and Rodney Orpheus.

Especially thank you to my bishop and my friend, Lon Milo DuQuette, who believed in me and supported me, and who has encouraged me over the years. Your support and words of wisdom have changed my life and most definitely assisted me in this work.

FOREWORD BY LON MILO DUQUETTE

The Qabalah is not a belief system. It's a way of looking at things. It's a way of organizing your universe so neatly that you eventually discover your own place in it.

RABBI LAMED BEN CLIFFORD

I am an old hippie. In 1967, however, I was a young hippie. I had very long hair, dressed in colorful sweatshirts and karate pants. I went barefoot a lot. More important, I had enthusiastically embarked (with the aid of psychoactive chemicals and the works of Paramahansa Yogananda, Alan Watts, Dr. Timothy Leary, and the Beatles) upon a journey of self-exploration and discovery that continues to this day.

The mid-1960s were a cosmic aberrationa crack in space-time. It was certainly a remarkable season of history; an exhilarating and magical age to be alive and young. In that golden moment, it was possible for a shallow young bumpkin from Nebraskapossessed of no more intelligence or wisdom than a turnipto stumble navely into the sanctum sanctorum of Montsalvat and, with cud-chewing nonchalance, take a good long slurp from the Holy Grail. I came away from those early psychedelic experiences with the Technicolor realization that God is consciousnessconsciousness is the secret of existence; consciousness is the secret of lifeand that I am consciousness.

Mind-expanding drugs were just what was needed to blast open the heavily barricaded doors of my constipated and medieval perception; but once that gate was duly and truly breached, I was faced with the fact that the obstacles that remained in my path would be far more subtle and difficult to remove. These occlusions would require the use of more delicate ordnance. For spiritual nutrients, I grazed upon the obligatory classics of Buddhist and Hindu literature, and I graduated from drugs to the quiet disciplines of meditation and Eastern mysticism. I cut my hair, went vegetarian, and fancied myself a yogi.

Yes! I was all prepared to be a first-class Eastern mysticat least, I thought that's where I was going. Something, however, just didn't seem right. On an intellectual level, I had no difficulty grasping the mystical concept that I (my real self) was something profoundly more than my body and my thoughts and my emotions. I understood that my real self was, in essence, the perfect reflection of the absolute and Supreme Consciousness (that great whatever-it-is within that resides in everything, and of which the manifested universe is just an expression). It was perfectly clear to me that if I could only strip away all the things that I was not, then the only thing remaining would be exactly thatThe Only Thingand that Only Thing would be both the Supreme Consciousness and me!