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participants gather the following offerings
Local
River Goddesses |
Corn
meal |
Manannan
Mac Lir |
Alcohol
|
Mighty
Dead |
Food/bread
|
Spirits
of Place |
honey/sage
smoke |
Tuatha
de Danaan |
Alcohol
|
Lugh
|
Harvest
Foods |
The
folk |
Apples
|
Prior
to the ritual the participants should light the flame, fill the well with fresh
water, and place whatever tools are needed on the altar.
is tolled three times calling the folk to the nemed.
Prayer
Meditation
mind and focus on your breathing. Breathe in and out slowly visualizing the
spiral of the cosmos around you.
Thríbhís Mhór.
ah-heeveesh-vohr
as you exhale visualize your feet firmly planted on the earth.
Sacred Land.
again and as you exhale imagine you are surrounded by the great calm ocean.
surrounds us.
exhale seeing the great blue expanse above you.
itself above us.
while visualizing the great spiral around you, with you at its center.
Thríbhís Mhór.
breath, open your eyes when ready.
the Local Land Goddesses
Potomac, Patapsco, Susquehanna, Gunpowder, and Patuxent. Givers of life
that flow from the mountains and form estuaries of the Chesapeake
honor you and make this offering to you in gratitude for your waters that
nourish this land.
goddesses of the land accept this offering.
of Purpose
Second Battle of Moytura, Lugh has slain his grandfather Balor of the Baleful
Eye and now he and his men have found the vile King Bres who wished to
negotiate being spared.
me quarter than to slay me’.
that?’ says Lugh.
Erin will always be in milk’.
, says Lugh.
and said to him: ‘Shall Bres have quarter for giving constant milk to the cattle
of Erin?’
saith Maeltne; ‘he has no power over their age or their (offspring) though he
can milk them so long as they are alive’.
‘That does not save you, for you have no power over their age and their
(offspring) though you can milk them’.
save you Bres?’ asked Lugh.
sparing me the men of Ireland shall reap a harvest in every quarter of the
year’.
Bres be spared for giving the men of Ireland a harvest of corn every quarter?’
spring for ploughing and sowing, the beginning of summer for the strengthening of
corn, and the beginning of autumn for reaping of it. Winter for consuming it.’
offer does not rescue you, but less than that may,
plough? How shall they sow? How shall they reap? After making known these three
things thou wilt be spared’.
ploughing be on a Tuesday, their casting seed into the field be on a Tuesday,
their reaping on a Tuesday.’
agriculture.
tell this story as a reminder of the magic that is the cultivation of food and
how man had to learn to harness the power of the land and the sun. We give thanks to the gods for the guidance
in making the harvests possible.
the Sacred Grove
Hearth Fire
1:
I make
sacred the fire,
The first fire born of lightning
from which all fires are lit.
The hearth fire which warms our homes
and binds our people.
I stand in the grove at the center of the realms,
All:
Let the flame be the hearth fire,
Lets the water be the Well of Knowledge
Let the tree be the bile,
(bill-uh)
I stand in the grove at the center of the realms,
says:
the sacred fire of inspiration. Sacred fire, burn within me.
Segais
says:
sacred the well,
From which the five rivers flow,
Salmon swimming, hazels hanging high.
Bubbling brightly Segais, source of wisdom,
I stand in the grove at the center of the realms,
Let the flame be the hearth fire,
Lets the water be the Well of Knowledge
Let the tree be the bile,
(bill-uh)
I stand in the grove at the center of the realms,
depths flow the waters of wisdom. Sacred waters, flow within me.
Tree
sacred the branch/tree,
Towering high, hanging heavy with hazel,
Spanning and connecting the Three Realms,
The mighty bile of the grove,
I stand in the grove at the center of the realms,
Let the flame be the hearth fire,
Lets the water be the Well of Knowledge
Let the tree be the bile,
(bill-uh)
I stand in the grove at the center of the realms,
the depths to the heights spans the world tree. Sacred tree, grow within me.
the Well of Knowledge, and the Sacred Bile the grove is erected and hallowed.
the Mists
gatekeeper and says:
(orib-sheen), Manannan, Patron of our tribe, Lord of the Mist, Ruler of
Tir na mBan (teer na man), Guardian of the gate of the Otherworld.
Oh Lord of the Otherworld, bearer of the silvered apple branch, hear us
this day and aid in the passage of the ancestors through the misty veil.
mac Lir, accept our offerings and gratitude as you part the mists.
(mah-nuh-nahn’ mak leer)
the Gods and Ungods
Sinsear (en
shen-shoor)
before,
Ancestors of our blood, Heros of our people
We offer you this gift with love and loyalty and invite you to witness this
rite.
accept this offering.
(ees-shee)
frolic in the wild world,
Spirits of this place,
We offer you this gift in friendship and invite you to witness this rite.
of family and the people that came to this land from faraway lands.
We offer you this gift in friendship and invite you to witness this rite.
Sí , accept this offering.
the Tribe
mightiest in all things,
Deities of my faith,
We offer you this gift with reverence and honor and invite you to witness this
rite.
and goddesses accept this offering.
Offering
Master of all trades, King of the gods
You who slew Balor and defeated Bres.
You who through victory brought us ploughing, sowing and reaping.
Hear us.
and come with an offering of the fruits of our work. We bring you this harvest, from our own
fields and the fields of our community.
accept this offering.
Omen
then forms the left hand into a tube and blows through the tube then says:
over me, gods under me,
Gods before me, gods behind me,
I am on your path oh gods.
You, my gods, are in my steps.
going within
To the doorstep of the sí
in the name of Finn
Stronger in sight then all.
augury made by Finn to his men,
That Bride blew her palm,
Did you see the augury gods of art?–
Said the gods of art, they saw.
of truth without a message of falsehood
That I myself shall see
The semblance, joyous and mild
Of all that is hidden to me
spirits and gods of my people,
Give me the sight to see all I need,
With vision that shall never fail, before me,
That shall never quench nor dim.
interprets it, and records it.
the blessings of the Gods and Ungods
high and says:
de Danaan (tooah-de-danyan),
Aos Sí , (ees she) and An Sinsear (en shen-shoor), we have praised you
and made a sacrifice. A gift calls for a gift, and we pray to you and ask that
you give us your blessings. Make sacred these apples and infuse them with
your vitality, strength and inspiration.
blessings of the Gods and Ungods are upon us.
apple and passes it around.
the Gods and Ungods and Closing the Mists
and Ungods and they have answered. With love and loyalty we carry the
blessings into our daily lives. As we prepare to depart let us give
thanks to those who have aided us.
tribe, we thank you for your presence and blessings.
and here you shall remain. We thank you for attending and accepting our
offerings of peace and respect.
attending and accepting our gifts. Pass back through the mists and return
to the Otherworld. .
you and gave you praise and offerings. We thank you for your attendance
and parting the mists. We ask that you allow the mists to fall as our
ancestors pass back into your realm.
veil be whole.
lands and here you shall remain. We thank you for attending and accepting
my offerings of peace and respect.
down the Sacred Grove
Gods, the Spirits and the Ancestors and now the Sacred Grove must be taken
down. We honor the Hearth Fire and restore it to flame. We honor the Well
of Segais and restore it to water. We honor the bile and restore it to branch.
All is as it was and the Sacred Grove is dismantled. The ritual is ended.
All: Biodh Se! (bee-shay)