 Hail to the sacred west,
Rivers, oceans, & crashing waves, Water of the womb within, sacred dew that soil craves. Praise be water in all it's forms, Even when it's pouring rain, Gentle caress from the sacred moon, reliever of emotional pain. Intuition within our hearts, drops that fall from sunset skies, blessed be the sacred pagan hearth, may you never say goodbye! May water wash harm from your soil, May gentle rain caress your skin, Emotions flow from within our hearts, & free our mortal flesh of sin. Holy water in the sacred west, May you bless our modest hearth, We call you now into our rites, Until you feel you must depart!
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Western quarter,
& mother's womb, Watery spirit, & western moon. Pulsing blood within our veins, holy drink of man and gods, Sacred rain from western clouds, Dew drops kiss sunset facades. Holy river and sacred seas, Ebb & flow to the beat of my heart, May we always feel your blessings, And never may we drift apart. Hail to the sunset sky, hail to the mothers soul, We call you now oh sacred quarter, Please join us and make our circle whole!  Holy fire & sacred flame,
light that glows throughout the night, torches at the holy crossroads, A moonlit path that's oh so bright! Holy fire that lights our way, Making it so that we see, I evoke thee to this space, holy flame oh hear my plea! Flames shall burn & light the sky, Gentle smoke floats up to play, blessed be the holy south, May firelight in our circle stay! Underneath this blessed moon, Sacred light that fills the sky, oh great and powerful southern spirit, be with us until the final goodbye! I pray thou sees the sacred flame,
Housed within the holy south, Burning heart of our souls, Singing passionate songs with thy beautiful mouth! Southern flame of magic souls, Light that guides us through the night, Burning light in the southern grove, We pray thou bless our sacred rites! Holy southern quarter dear, Be with us this full moon night, Bless us with your fiery wisdom, Join us in our sacred rites! So mote it be!  Hail to the element Air,
Eastern quarter of the sky, Sacred breath of mother goddess, Breeze that gives the leaves their life. Oh eastern element of Air, Home of critical & sacred thoughts, we welcome you into our circle, never will thou be forgot. Breeze that smells like ocean salt, Swirling above treacherous waves, Bring critical thinking to our space, May you inspire us to be brave! Air, oh air, the heir of winds, Holy breath within our lungs, We pray that you feel welcome here, And into our circle may you come! Hail oh element of air! Blessed may you always be! We call you now into our rites, As it is willed, so it shall be! Hail to the eastern sky,
Boreas, guardian of rising sun, We call to your sacred winds, & pray you join in for sacred fun! Incense burn & windmills turn, As sacred smoke doth cleanse the air, A gentle breeze kisses the neck, Alerting us that you are there! Blessed be the morning light, that grows within the eastern sky, Blessed be the sun god's warmth, Until the moon bids daylight goodbye. Eastern breeze that twirls my hair, chill that doth caress my skin, we welcome you great eastern quarter, Please grace our circle, and find home within!  Holy is our mother Earth,
northern quarter and sacred soil, Holy home of mother Gaia, Queen of gods, and mother of royals. Holy green and blessed land, May abundance grace the forest floor, May stability keep you grounded, May you prosper forever more. Holy earth and sacred hearth, Northern home of the Goddess's love, We play you bless the ground below us, And all the hovers up above. Blessed be the soil we walk on, blessed be the love you bring, We welcome you with holy reverence, And praise your return upon the spring! Oh great North quarter,
Home of home and hearth, I call thy spirit to this circle, Be welcomed as we call thee forth! Hail to the northern node, Where mother Gaia makes her home, Home of the brightest star in the sky, Spirits like gnomes & the most sacred stones, Praise be to the northern quarter! Blessed home of fertile soil, We welcome thee on this ethereal day, And call you forth to the mortal coil! Blessed be the Earth, Blessed be the North, We pray to thee for stability, may you bless our family & our hearth!  Sacred Lady of the silver wheel,
Virgin goddess of moon & stars, She who blesses our mortal births, I call you down into my heart! I invoke thee, Arianrhod! Celestial mother of feminine power, I call to you under the fullest moon, Through both the clearest night & harshest showers! Hear me now oh great lady, Goddess or art, magick, and the sacred twelfth branch, I invoke and call to thee, And pray you bless me with a sacred chance! Enter now, your blessed vessel, Dedicated Priestess and holy child, Be present in our rites this night, Always here but always wild! I invoke thee!  Hail Brighid!
Keeper of the sacred flame, the holy maiden, mother, and crone, great goddess of the sun's rays, Sacred protector of hearth and home, Matron of smiths and three faces of the Celtic path. I invoke thee, Brighid! Join us in our circle this night, bless us with thine divine wisdom, As your light illuminates this sacred space. I invoke thee Brighid! Maiden of the Phoenician flame, & Mother of the sacred well, I Invoke thee! Blessed crone, matriarch, and guider of the lost, I invoke thee! |
