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Invocation of the Crone
Behold the Crone...Dancer of Time, Completion of the Sacred Cycle
She Who is Wisdom, Beloved, respected and feared,Honored as Grandmother, Ancestress and Hag
In the end~there is beginning, Death brings birth, Life renews through Her
Behold the Crone, Dancer of Time, Mother of worlds, Maiden of re-birth, Child of the next generation
Dancing through Time, She Who cuts the cords...Of life and death, Grandmother of all
The Crone comes...Silently, powerfully, relentlessly, Crossing space and time, Holding the thread of life and death, Mistress of endings and beginnings
Speaking through elders, I am the Crone...The Grandmothers...The Wisdom of Age...
I am Hecate, I am Kali, I am the Eternal One
I cross space and time, Holding the threads of life and death, Mistress of endings and beginnngs
I am completion of the Cycle, Maiden...Mother...Crone...I have come as the Goddess, And in me...all life renes, All things are possible
The Crone comes dancing, Silently, powerfully, relentlessly, To all |
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Charge of the Wild God
I am the strenght of the rock at thy back, the roots of the tree that anchor the earth, and the deepest of tides in the black depths of the ocean. I am the Hunter and the Sacred Prey, the warmth of the sun in the swelling grapes, and the call of the road that leads over the hill.
I give you, my creatures, the fire of love, the power of the wind on your face, shelter from the darkest storm. You are dear to me, and I instil in you my power...The power of peace hard earned, the power of visoin and magical sight, and the spark of elemental fire, which is the primal light in the darkest depth of hte night and the lingering tendrils of dreams, I charge thee; and by the beauty of your own creation, I charge thee;
Follow your heart and your instinct, wherever thy lead you. The wealth of the heart will guide you where the cold edge of logic cannot take you.
Take joy in the powers of your bodies. The form your body takes in unique in the universe, and is cheif among your tools.
Lastly, always remember the path you have left behind you. Learn to take your power form the foolish things you have wrought, as well as the good you have done for others, and for your world. You can never unsurp another's power, and yours is the well upon which you must rely.
I am with you always, just over your shoulder, running with you through the tall grasses and forests that surround you.I possess you and I am your Sacred Prey. I am the Lord of Death and when you have come to the end of your life on this world, I will be there; to take you between the world, to offer you peace and rest. Look upon my face;Know me. I am the spirit of the wild things, but you too, are wild in your souls, and we are forever intertwined |
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Charge of the Dark Goddess
The Dark Goddess speaks to us, through the mouths of Lilith, Kali, Tiamet, Hecate, Nyx, the Black Madonna, Nemisis and Morgaine.
"I am the Darkness behind and beneath the shadows"
I am the absence of air that awaits at the bottom of every breath.
I am the ending before life begins again, the decay that fertilizes the living.
I am the bottomless pit, the never-ending struggle to reclaim that which is denied.
i am the key that unlocks every door.
i am the glory of discovery, for I am that which is hidden, secluded, and forbidden.
Come to me at the dark moon and see that which cannot be seen, face the terror that is yours alone.
Swim to me through the blacket oceans, to the center of your greatest fears-
the Dark God and I will keep you safe, scream to us in terror, an yours will be the power to for bear.
Think of me when you feel pleasure and I will intensify it, until the time when I may have the greatest pleasure of meeting you at the crossroads between the worlds.
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Invocation to the Goddess
Cresent One of the starry skies, Flowered One of the fertile plain, Flowing One of the ocean's sighs, Blessed One of the gentle rain, Hear my chant 'midst the standing stones, Open me t oyour mystic light; Waken me to your silver tones, Be with me in my sacred rite!
Call to the God
Ancient God of the forest deeps, Master of beast and Sun Here where the world is hushed and sleeps Now that day is done I call You in my circle round, Asking You will hear me pray And send Your sun force down. |
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