New LifeSweetest MaidenI ask IndulgenceIn this Time of SpringThat The Mother Be InvokedFor The Life of One UnbornAnd The Child's MotherPleasePlease Give them StrengthPleasePlease Give them LovePleasePlease Give Them HealthBlessed BeSo Mote It Be!
Make MeMake Me Your InstrumentFor I am Made to Be PeacemakerBuilder Not DestroyerLover not FighterI must SowI Must ReapI Must GrindI Must MixI Must BakeI Must ServeI Must EatI Must LiveI am Just an InstrumentOf The Creator
GuidenceI call upon The Goddess and the GodFor Guidence through the WildwoodOf My MindWrap Me in Your Cloaks of Wisdom and LightTo Manuver Through the TangeledThoughts and Fears EncounteredWithin My MindGuide me Arround the Obsticals ThatI have Thown arround thatClutter My MindBring Me Bright BlessingsBring Me out Of MyselfTeach Me to Heal MyselfSO MOTE IT BE!
Morning MantraOh my DeitiesAs you will ItBlessed BeSo Mote it Be
Goddess: Protection Spell From EvilGoddessGoddessHear my pleaProtect me from evil seen and unseenGoddessGoddessHear my pleaProtect me from evil seen and unseenGoddessGoddessHear my pleaProtect me from evil seen and unseenO mOte it be
Sacred SpaceHere and now where soft winds blow,And whisper tales of long ago,Time and Tide here touch not,Only the pureness of magick and thought.You who wander, You who watch,Who haunt the wide of Earth a spot,Wonderous Goddess, give Your grace,Come into this sacred space.
Spells from my truth )O(Spells from my truth )O(It's through the word that you manifest everything;develops the your trajectory of life,feeds its commitment with society,practices his power of conquest.The word is pure creative force,It's a tool both for good as for evil...It's incantation,It's spell,It's magic,It's the verb that becomes flesh.Depending how you use;the word will free you or will enslave it.ThusIt's important that you be conscious of everything that you talk;doing a daily commitment with the perfection of your words.Perfection is everything that is good for you;everything that brings well being for you,everything t
Oh SilvanusIn a forest grove, in midday sunWe all have gathered hereWe call upon the deitiesWith whom we'll sing and cheerThere is still room within our spaceFor more to come and playIn peace and trust and footsteps lightCome dance with us today!Oh, SilvanusOh won't You dance with me?Cernunnos, Pan, and the Green ManI'd love to dance with TheeCome, elementals, nymphs, and faeWe all will welcome YouCome sing with us on this middayAnd dance all evening tooIn meadow clearing, soft and sweetOur voices sing alongTo bells and whistles, chimes and tonesOf bird- and insect-songOh, grand spiritsOh won't You dance with me
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