Awen Call

·         Awen, ever flowing stream, 

     I bring sun to your sun. Grant me,

     I ask, one drop of your sacred inspiration to flow within me, 

     Brewed in the cauldron of the Mother.’

·         Blessings be,

    Thus do I approach the doorway into light. 

     I ask that I may see within what is right for me to know. 

     I put my faith in the Sun.

     So Mote it Be  )0( 

 

Our Circle and Call

Wind comes from the spring star in the East,
Fire from the summer star in the South,
Water from the autumn star in the West,
Wisdom, silence and death from the star in the North

Our Circle's

They can be protective, calming, healing, invigorating. It may be as small as the span of your arms or
stretch, like the great Earth Zodiacs, across many miles of countryside. It may be created by your will
to bring you inner peace for a few moments of meditation, or built of mighty stones and earthen banks
over hundreds of years, enduring for thousands, as at Avebury, Callanish or Stonehenge.

Elemental Call

               Spirits of the North, Ancient one of Earth

               Spirits of the East, Ancient one of Air

               Spirits of the South, Ancient one of Fire

               Spirit of the West, Ancient one of Water

 

Ye Guardians of the Elements and all that is in your realm. 

I do summon and stir the Ancestral Plains. 

I invoke thee to bring forth your energies to witness and join us in our celebration, and to guard this sacred circle, the gathering of your children.

So Mote it BE   )0(

 

Blessed Elements

Blessed are the Elements

We strive to learn your ways

We long to feel your presence

We Look to see your Glory

We are your children

We are your careers

We are at your service

In this we serve our Mother Earth

Blessed Be   )0(

A silence lies on the Wildwood,
The light of the stars grows dim,
The wind has died in the branches,
But a shadow moves. It is Him!
He is the stag in the moonlight,
The stallion alone on the hill,
The bull that paws at the tussocks,
The salmon that leaps in the rill.
Each is a part of the Hunter,
The Godhead that lives in the Dark,
Lord of the Wild and the Hidden,
At midnight, the small breathing spark

So Mote it Be  )0(

A Druid is

A Druid is a Seeker of Truth

In all places

In all times

In all ways

As a Sacred Oak is true

In its roots that reach deep into the Earth

In its trunk that spans the Worlds

In its branches that stretch to the Sky

So is a Druid true

In the Soul – The Keeper of Holiness

In the Body – the Celebrant of Creation

In the Mind – The Seeker of Wisdom

Healing Blessing

O Goddess within

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  )0(