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Wrote this invocation today, also for the grove ritual, for Dionysus...I think it's finished.

Lord of two vines who destroys and regenerates,
come to us.
God of the grape, come to us.
God of the ivy, come to us.
Thrice-born son of Zeus
Who knows Olympus and Earth and the underworld,
come to us.
As slowly through time, the ivy crumbles walls and foundations,
come to us
As quickly as the aged nectar of your abundant grapes
breaks down inhibitions and loosens tongues,
come to us.
Bearing your torches, come to us.
Protector of the ways, come to us.
Dionysus, come to us.
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Written yesterday afternoon for last evening's summer solstice ritual:

Son of Hyperion, you race across the sky driven by fire-winged stallions,
Brother of Dawn and Moon, your flashing eyes are seen from afar
All-seeing, all-hearing watcher, you witness the most solemn oaths of mortals
and punish those who dishonor their word.
Dazzling god who can blind men or restore sight lost,
Ruler of the year coursing through the zodiac's houses,
Rescuer of Hephaestos from Phlegra's battlefield,
Diurnal light, you shine upon the earth, giving life to all beings.

Today we mark the longest day,
when your flight across the heavens is slowest,
when your time spent in the land of eternal darkness,
beyond the rising and setting sun is shortest;
As you are all seeing, so you see us gathered.

Shining Titan, brilliant god of freedom,
saviour, child of sight and clear blue sky,
You are always above.
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I wrote this just before Winter Solstice. I wasn't actually writing somethign that could so easily be tweaked for other rituals, but it worked out that way I've used it at least one other time, but I just used it in the base form that time. (Oh, and yes...I know that the solstice is actually Thursday...but we're celebrating on Saturday.)



The original:

From the center of all worlds,
I call out
to the gods of all times,
to the gods of all places
to the names we know,
to the names that are lost to time immemorial
to the faces carved in stone
rendered in clay
shrouded in history
or hidden from sight
we remember the familiar
we honor the foreign, the unseen and the forsaken
To the thousand names remembered
and ten thousand names forgotten
we welcome you.

As used for Winter Solstice 2006:

From the center of all worlds,
I call out in the darkness
To the Vanir and the Aesir and
to the gods of all times,
to the gods of all places
to the names we know,
to the names that are lost to time immemorial
to the faces carved in stone
rendered in clay
shrouded in history
or hidden from sight
we remember the familiar
we honor the foreign, the unseen and the forsaken
Help us to find our worth through our faith.
To the thousand names remembered
and ten thousand names forgotten
we welcome you.

To be used for Summer Solstice 2007:

From the center of all worlds,
From this sanctuary where the light
still shines on the longest day
As the evening falls, I call out
to the gods of all times,
to the gods of all places
to the names we know,
to the names that are lost to time immemorial
to the faces carved in stone
rendered in clay
shrouded in history
or hidden from sight
we remember the familiar
we honor the foreign, the unseen and the forsaken
Help us to see with the subtle vision
that twilight brings
to the thousand names remembered
and ten thousand names forgotten
we welcome you.
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Well, this is what I wrote. In the end, I was happy with it.

Phoebos Apollo, radiant and shining archer,
Pythian Apollo, Lord of Delphi and oracles,
Delian Apollo, Lord of the Island of Delos,
Delphinius,
Averter of evil, Rescuer, Protector of strangers,
Divine healer, Far-shooter. Beautiful, terrible god of truth and light,

I ask your presence. I call to you
To be here this evening and witness this rite.

Golden son of Zeus and Leto, Brother of Artemis,
Lord of the Hyperboreans most pious,
Averter of plagues, giver of foresight
I ask for your blessing of purity, your shining inspiration,
and your unparalleled song.

Apollo, brilliant one of far sight and beautiful voice,
Wine and honey I pour to you.

Ie, Paeon!
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I have found in the last year and a half or so that I am decent at writing invocations. By that I mean I can grab a notebook and come up with something passable or better in about three minutes. Tweak a few words here and there and usually within about 5 minutes, I've got something I'm happy with. (I generally cannot write anything else like this. Especially essays describing the evolution of my personal religious practice.) Even at times for deities with whom I am not particularly familiar, such as the one I wrote for Airmid at Lughnassagh.

I've another invocation to write to the less familiar. Water nymphs. I might take a bit more than 5 minutes on this one...lol...

I'm thinking I may use the Orphic hymns to the Nymphs and Nereids as models.

Orphic Hymn to the Nymphs (trans. Athanassakis) - incense: aromatic herbs

Nymphs, daughters of great-hearted Okeanos,
you dwell inside the earth's damp caves
and your paths are secret, O joyous and chthonic ones, nurses of Bacchos,
You nourish fruits and haunt meadows, O sprightly and pure
travelers of the winding roads who delight in caves and grottoes.
Swift, light-footed, and clothed in dew, you frequent springs;
visible and invisible, in ravines and among flowers,
you shout and frisk with Pan upon mountain sides.
Gliding down on rocks, you hum with clear voice, O mountain-haunting
sylvan maidens of the fields and streams.
O sweet-smelling virgins, clad in white, fresh as the breezes,
with goatherds, pastures and splendid fruits in your domain. You are loved by creatures of the wild.
Tender though you are, you rejoice in cold and you give sustenance and growth to many,
O playful and water-loving Hamadryad maidens.
Dwellers of Nysa, frenzied and healing goddesses who joy in spring,
together with Bacchos and Deo you bring grace to mortals.
With joyful hearts come to this hallowed sacrifice
and in the seasons of growth pour streams of salubrious rain.



Orphic Hymn to the Nereids (trans. Athanassakis) - incense: aromatic herbs

O lovely-faced and pure nymphs, daughters of Nereus who lives in the deep,
at the bottom of the sea you gambol and dance in the water.
Fifty maidens revel in the waves,
maidens riding on the backs of Tritons and delighting
in animal shapes and bodies nurtured by the sea
and in the other dwellers of the Tritons' billowy kingdom.
Your home is the water, and you leap and whirl round the waves,
like glistening dolphins roving the roaring seas.
I call upon you to bring much prosperity to the initiates,
for you were first to show the holy rite
of sacred Bacchos and of pure Persephone,
you and mother Kalliope, and Apollon the lord.
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Airmid, sweet Goddess of green herbs
Lady of tireless patience and healing,
I call to you now to join us
And celebrate this festival.
Oh sister of Miach
The herbs have been counted
And they have been named
Come to our Grove this evening
We ask your presence to unlock
These gates between the worlds and watch them
And once more
We honor the ways of our following
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Okay, now I'm just bored.

For those of you who are interested, I wrote this invocation for the Grove's Beltaine ritual this weekend...I'll be sayin it while spinning fire....


I call to the bright and shining God Of Fire,
Brilliant Ruler of the Sun that shines warm on our faces
Belenus Apollo, Lord of Healing at St Sabine's sanctuary
Who is also called Bel
This evening we celebrate your feast
We ask you to be present among us
That we may praise you
That you may light our days
That we may exhalt you
That you may impart wisdom
And incite the flames of our spirits
As we bask in your rays

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