Seren Bertrand - Spirit Weaver: Wisdom Teachings from the Feminine Path of Magic

SPIRIT
WEAVER

Feminine magic is a spiritual wisdom that lives inside of us. In Spirit Weaver, Seren Bertrand brings together the threads of body, memory, lineage, identity, and nature to restore our innate capacity as the ones who weave with spirit. The time is now to reclaim our feminine magic for co-creating our lives and healing our worldwhat a gift Seren has bestowed in this treasury of feminine knowledge.

TAMI LYNN KENT,AUTHOR OF WILD FEMININE, WILD CREATIVE, AND MOTHERING FROM YOUR CENTER

Now more than ever we need a deeper connection to the earth, spirit realm, and our sacred bodies. Seren brings us valuable wisdom at a time when more and more women are fighting disease from a disconnection to the Divine. Her womb wisdom and research are inspiring, eloquent, and soul filling.

SHIVA ROSE, AUTHOR OFWHOLE BEAUTY

Drawing on ancient myths as well as the authors own life experiences, Bertrand guides you home to the authentic everyday magic of the divine feminine that is your birthright. This magic is deeply connected to the earth and as close as our kitchen-table gatherings. Spirit Weaver offers inspiration and wisdom. It is a book youll be wise to keep close at hand.

ROBIN ROSE BENNETT, AUTHOR OF THE GIFT OF HEALING HERBS AND HEALING MAGIC

A treasury of feminine wisdom that I will return to again and again.

LUCY H. PEARCE, AUTHOR OFMOON TIME, BURNING WOMAN, AND CREATRIX

The themes of weaving and connection that run throughout this book speak to the intense longing of so many people to bond, in a rooted way, with the energies we refer to as Goddess. This book will delight, inform, and challenge the reader and ultimately pave a new path forward in our hungry and anxious world. The illustrations by Kate Monkman are a visual invitation to the weaving dance.

H. BYRON BALLARD, WITCH, SENIOR PRIESTESS AT MOTHER GROVE GODDESS TEMPLE, AND AUTHOR OF SEASONS OF A MAGICAL LIFE

CONTENTS

INTRODUCTION

WELCOME INSIDE

The Great Weave

Awen a ganaf, Odwfn ys dygaf

(I sing awen, I bring it forth from the deep)

BARDIC INVOCATION

Ours is only a little power, seems like, next to theirs, Moss said. But it goes down deep. Its all roots. Its like an old blackberry thicket. And a wizards powers like a fir tree, maybe, great and tall and grand, but itll blow right down in a storm. Nothing kills a blackberry bramble.

URSULA K. LE GUIN,TEHANU

W elcome dear readers, I am happy to share this book with you, and I hope it lands in your life like a blessing. Imagine that this collection of essays is a weaving river. Dip in where you feel called, and soak up a little bit of simple feminine magic. We need this magic now more than ever. Weve been doing the work, but we also need to be the beauty. Feminine magic is a homecoming to our true nature.

These essays are not here to teach you or to tell you but to sprinkle a little fairy dust over you. Keep this book by your bedside or on your kitchen table to flick through when you need a little lift.

This is your witchs treasury, which brings an everyday grace to your life, no big effort needed. We need this simplicity and sense of grace and blessing. Remember, you are always blessed.

Spirit keeping is about a deep connection with the land, the story of the land, and the stories kept within our bodyand the weave between people and the land, which keeps on being rewoven.

Everything Ive learned is from the memory and the stories told by the land, and the stories of my body that can have a cup of tea and a chat with the slow earth vibration that hums and exists right underneath our busy modern world. This other world is not just another time thats long gone in the past but another dimension existing right now when we slow down and reconnect. So these stories and love notes are humming with all the places Ive visited and the stories Ive journeyed through during the seven years I wrote them, including the memories of those spirit keepers whove now passed into rainbow land and those who are still holding the thread.

These stories were mostly woven together between 2012 and 2018 when I was holding space for a global feminine mystery school and weaving with a circle of womb oracles, whose wisdom brought up new questions and ideas to take to the land, so Earth could share what she knew.

Looking back now, we can see that between 2012 and 2019 the world was in an in-between space, a time out of time, in betwixt the worlds, as prophecies had predicted. In the spirit weave of lore, an old world died on the winters eve of 2012, and the new world didnt take shape or form until 2020, catapulting us into a massive dissolution as the new birth started in earnest.

Mayan astrology predicted that the initial gateway to a new cycle would open on winter solstice 2012, but that the real bolt through the gate would happen on winter solstice 2019. In those liminal seven years in between, the veils were very thin and the ancestors were speaking, and I, boarded on a wombship sailing from one old world to a new land, was listening carefully. These essays are infused with that listening, so the ancestors words can keep speaking to us now.

Awen, Avalon, Swan Ladies

This ancestral voice calling me into a deeper relationship with spirit weaving began as we were about to enter 2012. I wasnt in my homelands of England at the time and was involved in a situation that was very difficult. One day, I was praying for guidance to the Divine. Instead, my prayers were answered by someone entirely different: the old mermaids of Albion.

In a spirit vision I was taken across a wild, gray sea that was so familiar to me it felt the same as the blood flowing through my veins; it was the North Sea on the north coast of England in Yorkshire where I was born. Mermaids were swirling on the winds and in the frothy tips of the thrashing waves and escorting me into a cave. Inside the sea cave, the mermaids infused me with a sea spray of wisdom from their ancient folk, giving me an energy transmission. It felt as if a salty flood from those wild, magical, ferocious seas had passed right through into my DNA. Afterward, there was a knowing in me that I couldnt explain but felt like a homecoming.