East: The East, the direction of Air, brings us gifts and messages as the Year begins to close. Wood and leaf smoke drifts in on the breeze, and the crisp bite of fall wind plays at our clothing like a child looking for a sweet, reminding us that once again the Year is ending and the winter is coming...and spring will follow that winter, and so on, as it always has and always will. Spirit of the East, Essence of Air, welcome!
South: The South, the direction of Fire, brings us challenge and motivation as the Year begins to close. The sharp pop and crackle of the bonfire, flames dancing reflected on newly barren trees, the contrast between heat from the bonfire and the surrounding chill, the light and heat keeping us moving in the rapidly cooling night, reminders of the Fire's gentle motivation for us within the waning Year. Spirit of the South, Essence of Fire, welcome!
West: The West, the direction of Water, brings both cheer and promise during the closing days of the Year. It is cheer in the taste of cider, interwoven with clove and cinnamon, still warm from the fire; the friendly bite of coffee's aroma, warding off chill; and the insistent prodding touch of a hot shower on a slow, cold morning. Water's promise is written in the first snows and the first frost...water that after the next Year rises will become the sustenance for the first green of Spring, six months from now. Spirit of the West, Essence of Water, welcome!
North: The North, the direction of Earth, brings memories and hope at the closing Year. The crunch of dried brown leaves beneath our feet, the crimsons and golds and russets falling to the ground, remind us of childhood leaps into freshly-raked piles, smelling the damp earthy smell, hearing their rustle and feeling their light covering as we buried ourselves in the mounds. And the leaves' gentle blanket over the ground will cover the sleeping Winter Earth, slowly to transform into the humus from which Spring green will grow, giving us hope for the cycle at the close of the Year. Spirit of the North, Essence of Earth, welcome!
Priestess: The Circle is cast. In this place that is not a place...
Priest: In this time that is not a time...
Priestess:With a willing suspension of disbelief...
Priest: We consider the possible...
Priestess: Explore the probable...
Priest: And question the truth.
Priestess: Whenever you have need of anything, once in the month, and better it be when the Moon is full, you shall gather in some secret place and adore the spirit of Me who am Queen of all the wise. Sing, feast, dance, make music and love, all in My presence, for Mine is the ecstasy of the spirit, and Mine also is joy on earth. For My law is love unto all beings. Mine is the secret that opens the door of youth, and Mine is the cup of wine of life that is the Cauldron of Ceridwen that is the holy grail of immortality. I give the knowledge of the spirit eternal and beyond death I give peace and freedom and reunion with those that have gone before. Nor do I demand aught of sacrifice, for behold, I am the Mother of all things and My love is poured upon the earth.
Priest: Hear the words of the Starry Lady, the dust of whose feet are the scattered stars, whose body encircles the Universe:
Priestess: I who am the beauty of the green earth, and the white Moon among the stars, and the mysteries of the waters, I call upon your soul to arise and come unto Me. For I am the soul of nature that gives life to the universe. From Me all things proceed and unto Me they shall return. Let My worship be in the heart that rejoices, for behold, all acts of love and pleasure are My rituals. Let there be beauty and strength, power and compassion, honor and humility, mirth and reverence within you. And you who seek to know Me, know that your seeking and yearning will avail you not unless you know the Mystery: for if that which you seek, you find not within yourself, you will never find it without. For behold, I have been with you from the beginning, and I am that which is attained at the end of desire.
Priest: I who am the glory of the Sun and the Lord of the dance, the ripe grain that is reaped and the seed which is sown, I call to you with the cry of a babe and the horn of the hunter. I am the soul of mankind, born to learn, live, love, die and be reborn. Drink of My vine, the blood of life, and lift a glass to My holy laughter echoing across the hills. But know that I am both harvester and harvest, the sacrificed One of sword, sickle and cross who descends into the womb of the Mother where all souls go to be reborn. For in this I reveal My mystery: that My dance is yours, My path is yours, and My laughter leads the way to the Summerland. For I am you and you are Me. And My light is with you always, to lead you through the shadows and back again.
Break me from my injured past
And make me over in your arms
The pain that guided me before
Has no comfort anymore
(Build the cone by chanting the words; different people take different lines, so they're all said at once, like a spoken round...)
1. She changes everything She touches,
and everything She touches, changes... (repeat)
2. All seeds She deeply buries,
She weaves the thread of seasons,
Her secret, darkness carries,
She loves beyond all reason... (repeat)
3. Change is... touch is... touch is... change is...
change us!... touch us!... touch us!... change us!... (repeat)
4. Everything lost is found again, in a new form, in a new way,
Everything hurt is healed again, In a new life, In a new day...(repeat)
(Chants are from Starhawk's The Spiral Dance.)
Raise the cone, ground, and send the excess energy back to the Mother. (After the ritual, we will send the ashes themselves back to the Mother by a tree outside, where our lies can be buried deep to become dreams in the spring.)
EAST: In the chill bite of autumn winds, we salute the East, hail and farewell! Blessed be.
SOUTH: In the warm crackle of the autumn bonfire, we salute the South, hail and farewell! Blessed be.
WEST: In the sharp edge of frost, we salute the West, hail and farewell! Blessed be.
NORTH: In the crisp crunch of fallen leaves, we salute the North, hail and farewell! Blessed be.
ALL: The circle is open, but unbroken.
May the peace of the Goddess
and the love of the God
go in our hearts.
Merry meet, and merry part, and merry meet again!
Blessed be!