Charge of Diana

Only a fool as low as a thief
Would write in a book or turn down a leaf,
Since this thievery, as well is known,
To make free with that which is not our own

And there with all Diana can appear
With bow in right hand as an Huntress,
And say 'Daughter, stop thine foolishness!'
And forth she went and made a blessing.

So Mote it Be   )0(

The Craft Is

The Craft is about love

It's made of Love

The love of family

The love of life

The love that we can only express by working together

This is our hope for the World

Expressed in a way that we can only hope to be able to share

We reach into our heart and our soul and it makes you feel the love that surrounds us.

If you open your mind, your inner self, your heart and your soul.

The craft will fill you

Love is the Law

So Mote it Be   )0(

Earth Blessing

Earth, enduring life, 

from death into rebirth. 

is earth I am and earth I love 

and earth I'll always be.
  

Reach into the Heart and know your roots 

down deep ancestral caves. 

We find the wisdom of the Crone, 

Of circles we are made.

Goddess bless,

Our magic spirals on.

Merry meet and merry part

and merry meet again.

So Mote it Be   )0(

Ancient Ones Invokation

O Ancient Ones

Timeless Goddess and Sacred King 

who art the heralds of springtime 

and it's bounties be with us now in celebration

Hail to Brigid and Lugh

Harvest giver and blessed Lady

Let this be a time and a place 

sacred to your power and your beauty

SO MOTE IT BE   )0(

 

Circle of Power

I conjure thee, O Circle of Power, 

that thou beset a meeting place of love and joy and truth

a shield against all wickedness and evil

a boundary between men and the realms of the Mighty Ones

a rampart and protection that shall preserve 

and contain the power that we shall raise within thee. 

Wherefore do I bless thee and consecrate thee, 

in the names of the Goddess and Green Man

So Mote it Be   )0(.

Chrge of the Moon Mother

Queen of the Moon, Queen of the Sun. 

Queen of the Heavens, Queen of the Stars.
Queen of the Waters, Queen of the Earth. 

Who ordained to us the child of promise:
It is the Great Mother who gives birth to him, 

He is the Lord of Life who is born again, Darkness and
tears are set behind,And the star of guidance comes up early.
Golden sun of hill and mountain illumine the land, illumine the world, 

illumine the seas, illumine the rivers,Grief be laid, and joy be raised.
Blessed be the Great Mother, Without beginning, 

without ending, To everlasting, to eternity

So Mote it Be  )0(

Hymm to Morrigann

O Morrigann, we call your name
Across the dusty years.
You speak to us, of blood and lust.
You show us all our fears.
You are a Goddess, old and wise.
Of Holy power you have no dearth.
Beneath your wings, black, red and white,
We learn of death and birth.

You walk about, this ancient land,
Your hungers raw and clear.
You make the crops, grow rich and strong,
As well your geese and deer.
A flirting maid, a lusty hag,
A mother of great girth:
Without the touch, of your black wings,
We cannot heal the earth.

So Mote it Be   )0(