Cense, aspurge, and leave the ego at the start.
Earth Mother! You who surround and support us. You are in full bloom, and we are reaping all you provide us. We honor you at this time of harvest. Without you, we wouldn't be here, and we honor you for that. Accept these offerings as a token of our appreciation. Earth Mother, Accept our Sacrifice
Brighid! Goddess of poetry! We call on you today to aid us with our words today. Give us inspiration. Send the words that need to be said through our mouths. Give us the silvered tongues of the bards of old. May we speak what we need to say, and do what we need to do. Brighid! Accept our Sacrifice
Statement of Purpose
We are here this day to celebrate the harvest. The fields are full of crops ready to be reaped. Our silos are filling up with grains. We are in a time of bounty, and we are preparing for the barren days ahead of us. We are also here to celebrate the games of Lugh, for this is Lughnassadh, Lugh's day. We have held our own games earlier, and we are now here to celebrate Lugh and the games for his mother, Tailtiu, Flower Face. But before we honor him, let us hallow our hallows and honor the Kindred.
Hallowing the Hallows
By Fire and by Water, between the Earth and Sky
We stand like the World-Tree rooted deep, crowned high.
Come we now to the Well, the eye and the mouth of Earth,
Come we now to the Well, and silver we bring,
Come we now to the Well, the waters of rebirth,
Come we now to the Well, together we sing:
We will kindle a Fire, Bless all, and with harm to none,
We will kindle a Fire, and offering pour,
We will kindle a Fire, A light 'neath the Moon & Sun,
We will kindle a fire, our spirits will soar.
Gather we at the Tree, the root & the crown of all,
Gather we at the Tree, Below & above,
Gather we at the Tree, Together we make our call,
Gather we at the Tree, In wisdom & love.
CHORUS (with gusto)
(Words and music by Ian Corrigan ©Stonecreed Grove, ADF)
Manannán mac Lir, Lord of the ways, lord of the gates. We call on you today to aid us once more in our works today. Manannán, guard and ward us as we walk the elder ways. Take our words far and wide to all those that need to hear them. Bring back to us all that we need to hear and know. Manannán mac Lir! Accept our Sacrifice!
Now, lord of the ways, join your magic with mine. Let the well open as a gate to the worlds below. Let the fire open as a gate to the worlds above. Let the tree become the crossroads between all the worlds, open to the spirits and our voices. Let the Gates Be Open!
All you of the outer dark. You who are beyond the light of this works fire. You who are not aligned with our purpose on this day. We make you this offering, and ask you leave us alone. If you do so, we will pour the offering to you when the rite is over.
Ancestors! You who have walked this land before us. You who are part of our lineage, we offer you welcome. You whom are friends and allies, we offer you welcome. You who walked this very land, we offer you welcome. Come, Join us at our fire. Ancestors, Accept our Sacrifice!
Land Spirits! You who live among us. Those of fur and feather, scale and skin, we offer you welcome. Stick and stem, leaf and flower, we offer you welcome. All those seen and unseen, the fae, all of you spirits of the land, we offer you welcome. Come, Join us at our fire. Land Spirits, Accept our Sacrifice!
Gods and Goddesses of Elder Days! You who each of us call our patrons and matrons, we offer you welcome. You who look over our lives and our grove, we offer you welcome. All of you, known or unknown to us, we offer you welcome. Come, Join us at our fire. Shining ones, Accept our Sacrifice!
Ratatosk! You who runs up and down the world tree carrying the messages of the great eagle and wyrm. You who have adopted our grove as one of yours. We call to you and honor you as our grove's patron. Come, Join us at our fire. Oh Great Squirrley One, Ratatosk, Accept our Sacrifice!
Lugh Lámhfhada! You, who are the master of many skills! It is told of your journey to Tara to join the court of Nuada and you were denied entry unless you had a skill that the court lacked. You said you were a smith, wright, craftsman, swordsman, harpist, poet, historian, sorcerer, physician, and a champion. Even so, you were still denied entry until you pointed out that you were master at all those skills, and nobody in the court was. You are the one that killed Balor. You got the secrets out of Bres.
Today we celebrate your games, in honor of your foster mother, Tailtiu. It is around this harvest that she had passed, and it is now that we remember her through your games.
Lugh Lámhfhada! Come to our rite. Join us by the fire. We offer you welcome. Lugh Lámhfhada, Accept our Sacrifice!
Anyone that has offerings to the Kindred or Lugh, please, come forward and make them now.
We have here the sacred bull. As is our tradition, we sacrifice this bull and give half to the Kindred, and share the other amongst ourselves. Kindred, Accept this Sacrifice!
Runes are pulled asking what blessings we receive.
Blessing of the Waters
Ancient and Mighty ones. We have given to you and in the tradition of *Ghosti- a gift deserves a gift. Fill these waters with the omens we have just heard, and fill us with their powers as we drink the waters. Kindred, Give us the Waters! Behold, the Waters of Life!
Lugh! We have given to you, and you have returned the favor. For all that you do for us, we say, Thank you.
Ratatosk! We have given to you, and you have returned the favor. For all that you do for us, we say, Thank you.
Shining Ones! We have given to you, and you have returned the favor. For all that you do for us, we say, Thank you.
Land Spirits! We have given to you, and you have returned the favor. For all that you do for us, we say, Thank you.
Ancestors! We have given to you, and you have returned the favor. For all that you do for us, we say, Thank you.
Manannán mac Lir! We have given to you, and you have returned the favor. For all that you do for us, we say, Thank you.
Now, once more join your magic with mine, and aide us in closing the gates. Let the well become water. Let the fire become flame. Let the tree become a tree once more. Let the Gates be Closed.
Brighid! We have given to you, and you have returned the favor. For all that you do for us, we say, Thank you.
Earth Mother! We have given to you, and you have returned the favor. For all that you do for us, we say, Thank you. We also return to you all that is left unused.
Outdwellers! You have left us worship in peace, and we will now uphold our end of the bargain and pour you your sacrifice.
Go now, Children of Earth in wisdom and peace.