CLAN OF TUBAL CAIN
Role of a Magister -- by Robin the Dart |
| Magister’s role is much acclaimed, coveted by many straining under the impression that it is somehow thrilling. I can only approach this explanation from my own perspective in saying that indeed it is not. It is quite an unenviable post, wrought as it is by self-sacrifice, hard work and grave responsibility. Tutored by a true Master, what little I gleaned was due to his patience and guidance. To his eternal delight he lost the title he received from Robert Cochrane, that of ‘the worst witch in the world,’ being able to hand over this dubious honour to myself. So, for what it is worth, here is a very basic summary of what such a position entails within the mundane reality of each day, where much of the work takes place. This is undeniably the other side of the coin, but not one or overlook or neglect. Being taught by a true Magister places a quality and perspective that is simultaneously both an honour and a burden. ‘The burden of ages’ - that is how it was described to me - a sincere call to service, to serve, hold responsibility, guide and to listen.
Within sacred space, you stand as the representative of the ‘Lord of all Things,’ to be a conduit and mediator. You hold that office in truth, wielding the justice of the law. Immersing ones self in the Mythos and rituals of your given group, one half the Mystic, the other half, the Pilgrim, it is to understand that outside any ritual space you are simply ‘dobby’, the wood cutter, the oil lamp filler, the fire setter, friend, priest and warrior. Chief, cook and bottle washer just doesn’t cut it! It’s all work and very time consuming, sometimes excruciatingly so. But as Robert Cochrane declaimed, executed in the right spirit, all ritual becomes prayer, and you become one of ‘Diana’s darling crew.’ The Maid, the Clan, the group become all absorbing priorities, where the Magister if he is acting correctly, is the least important. If it is done correctly, it is a duty, an honour, a virtue held without deceit. John [E.J. Jones] once told me that slick advertising can impress the gullible, bull shit can and does baffle brains; but you can never fool the divine. There for one and all, the work has to come from a point of truth. Think hard on this next time you see the mask of ego sporting an outrageously unnecessary outfit, large cape, ornate or over elaborate staff; ask who is it serving, what is it stating, where it takes the person indulging in such excess. Ultimately, the point of the mantle is that it should be invisible; so heavy is this cloak of humility, the wearer simply disappears beneath it. If you do not serve others’ then you serve only yourself. And one should always focus on the work. “Duty without love is deplorable,
Duty with Love is desirable, Love without Duty is divine.” Sai’ baba MAY THE WORD PROTECT YOU FROM THE LIE. |