Blessed Mother, Great Father
Guide us in our daily Lives
Teach us to listen
Guide our feet upon your path
Lighten our heavy Hearts
Brighten our mournful days
Heal our World
We ask you to hear our prayers
in your honor
So Mote it Be ☽✪☾

Freedom of Religion includes Mine
I Do Not Judge
I Do Not Sacrifice Living Things
I Do Not Worship Satan
My Religion is Based in Nature
Everyone is responsible for their own actions
Peace, Love and Healing
is encouraged everywhere
So Mote it Be ☽✪☾

Seasons of change
just as the caterpillar changes, so do we.
sometimes it can be fast
others painfully slow
we grow and transform
even at times it may be painful
once in awhile maybe pleasurable
inevitably we all must grow and change
no matter how much it hurts
that's nature, and that's us
embrace the pain, learn from it
use that to spark or hearts
we are growing and learning
becoming more of whom we are suppose to be
Blessed be the change of the seasons
So Mote it Be ☽✪☾

O God within
O goddess of the Moon, the Waters, and the Earth,
O God of the Forrest and mountains
O shining ones of infinite wisdom
We need to feel your presence “
We come before you to send your healing energies to your children in need.
They need your strength and Energies
Ancient ones, Keepers of our energies, Empower us,
In perfect Love and in perfect Trust.
So Mote it Be ☽✪☾

Harvest Thoughts
We only come to sleep
We only come to dream
That we came to live on the earth.
We are changed into the grass of springtime
Our hearts will grow green again
And they will open their petals
But our body is like a rose tree:
It puts forth flowers and then withers.
As we Prepare for the final Harvest
We offer to thee our very Best
So Mote it Be ☽✪☾

She is the Womb
He is the Stag
Together they Give us Life
They are ever Eternal
The Glory of the Elements.
Be with us Always and Forever
For they are Spirit and Glory
Now and Ever-after
So Mote it Be ☽✪☾

I honor Thee, Autumn Queen, and Thy consort, the God of the Harvest.
The Wheel will once more be turned, and the change of season begins.
What will be is. What was will be.
The Equinox is about to be upon us, and the time to reflect, at hand.
All time comes together, here and now in this sacred space.
And I but a moment in time, feel the change as I pass From one season to the next.
So Mote it Be ☽✪☾