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Ode to Thirteen Goddesses

Lovely Persephone, ruling over the hosts of Hades
You bring solace, both above and below
Assuaging the barrenness of Winter, Death and Time

Indomitable Rhea, in the face of all adversity You smile
For You are the Lioness, whose prowess is known
In the hearts of those who labor on

Well-loved Columbia, Lady of sweet freedom
Whose strong arms enfold us in warmth
Glad are we by Your presence
And in Your absence left cold

Wild Artemis, running along rivers
Protectress and Huntress of beasts
We honor Your fierce glory
And stand awed by the might of Your Bow

Indelible Ariadne, Lover of Madness, Speaker of Truth
Your lessons are those we find within us
Of Will, and Wisdom, and love’s fickle moods

All-encompassing Gaea, O vastness of Earth
Who is at once Mother and Grandmother
Eternal Creatrix, we praise You
And embrace You at our end

Luminous Hekate, Light at the Crossroads
Tending the unwelcome spirits
Even these have purpose among Your retinue
As we hail them in passing

Compassionate Athena, Lady favoring strategy over brute force
We are the wheels You set in motion
And by our hands is the Divine Work done

Warlike Aphrodite, bane of hearts and Mistress of cruel Ares
You tempt even the strongest of mortals
And Yours is the triumph of procreation

Beloved Hestia, consumed in the flame of enlightenment
Yours is the way of the Unfettered Self
We are but fleeting in the face of Your truth

Illustrious Hera, Queen of Gods, tester of men
Your trials forge character and train resolve
For ego falls away, as Your gaze falls upon us

Resplendent Leto, She of Untamed Spirit
Woe be upon the boasters and fakers
Who with scornful tongues
Will know the peace of Your Offspring

Bountiful Demeter, by whose power Earth’s sustenance is grown
Thank you for the greatest bounty of all
Your Daughter, the Blossom of Spring

Blessed are the Goddesses!  Hail the Magnificent Thirteen!

Illness Happens…

I’m layed up in bed, sick, on the Deipnon, while everyone else takes care of the housework.  I feel utterly useless, at the moment, but at least I get to lay in bed and lament being sick.  There are people who aren’t so lucky, people who still have to drag themselves from beneath warm, cozy comforters to attend to their worldly affairs.  None of that makes me feel any better, though.

I hate illness.  I hate it.  It ruins all my plans.  Yeah, I knew I was pushing it by spending so much time outside in the rain and cool weather.  I knew I’d end up here when I decided to continue an already taxing ritual schedule for well over a week into October.  I knew it all, yet could not stop myself from doing it. This is what you call burn out, ladies and gentlemen.  I’ve finally reached that point.

But, what does this mean for the rest of October, which is in fact an even holier month for me than September?  It means I’ll necessarily need to continue this impromptu break, before I (hopefully) start feeling better (soon).  Then, of course, I’ll need to get back to Work.  The gods will wait only so long, and there are a few things that have been burning holes in my thoughts, trying ever so hard to be released into the wild yonder.  I’ll spend this sick time mulling them over and preparing future posts.

In the meantime, here’s a little something I wrote for Hekate during the Deipnon a while back.  She seemed to like it then, and even though I don’t use it every Deipnon, I do dust it off every once in a while.  Enjoy.


Hekate! Bright Hekate! Torch-bearing Queen of the Crossroads! I entreat You, O Mistress Divine, that You may drive out the evil spirits lurking within, and around this, my Oikos! Cast out the defiling poison! Drive away the blot of wretched miasma, with the gnashing of the Hounds’ sharp fangs! O Gloried Goddess! Triple-formed Maiden! Accept this meal as an offering, and as thanks, for the lifting of these spiritual burdens! Accept this meal, prepared by my own hand, entreated with love and care! Accept this meal, and this libation, for they are the evidence of the gods’ bounty, offered back in awe and reverence, to You, Dear Hekate! Guide of Souls! Honored in Earth, Sea and Heaven!

Caution: Pissed Ex-Wiccan

I’m so fucking sick of Hellenic Wicca bashing.  And by this, I mean Hellenists who insist upon bashing the Religion of Wicca, and the theology and practices of Wiccans.

I’ve heard the cultural appropriation line so many times I’m going to puke. So, you people with the fucking problem think you have a monopoly on the gods, do you?  Why don’t you try explaining to Apollon why a Wiccan can’t or shouldn’t worship/WORK WITH (I know how you just hate that term <3) him? I’m sure the god will be pleased by your bigoted opinion and all-pervasive wisdom concerning who he sees as worthy enough, or respectful enough for his attention.

And I’ll say this once more, as well.  Hekate is a goddess, a deity, a divinity, and she is ancient.  She can appear in whatever form she damn well pleases, including a crone.  You are attempting to limit the power of the gods.  You are saying that you know better than they do about which religions they will take part in.  And yes, they do take part in religions other than Hellenismos or whatever form of Hellenism you practice.

So, you are not Wiccan, and would never worship in a Wiccan context.  Fine.  But don’t think for a second that your religion is better, or worthy of more of the gods’ presence or respect, simply because you do not incorporate modern ritual forms, or cast circles, or Draw Down, or practice magic, or worship nude, or whatever else the big, bad Wicca Monster does.

I am a Hellenist who only recently (within the last five months) stopped self-identifying as Wiccan.  My practices haven’t really changed much in that time, only my willingness to identify as a duotheist when I am clearly a polytheist. And you know what?  Neither Apollon nor Aphrodite (or any of the other gods, for that matter) have given me any indication that they care, one way or the other.  The gods are still the gods whether we are Hellenes, Wiccan or just generally Neo-Pagan, and they don’t seem to be nearly as concerned about “proper labeling” as we mortals are.

So, why don’t you just get off you high-horse and rejoin the rest of Humanity on planet Earth?  Or, was your apotheosis so complete that your swelled head floated you all the way up to Olympos?

Family Secrets

Every family has secrets, and mine has a ton of them.  Recently, I’ve been informed of a secret about me that my mother took to her grave.  However, my aunt didn’t think there was any reason to keep it from me anymore, in light of my longheld religious choices.  Yeah, it’s pretty juicy, and just happens to be related to another of our not-so-little secrets.

The first thing you should know is that the wonderful phenomenon called twins runs in our family.  Normally, this would be great and joyous news, except that in nearly every set of twins, only one baby survives.  It is something that nobody really talks about.  You know, like those two plushy, pink elephants in the room…

My mother was a twin.  Her twin sister died when they were six.  I was a twin.  My twin sister died before we were born.  That, I knew, and have known for a long time.  My mother told me how I nearly died along with my twin sister.  She told me that she prayed and prayed and prayed, and that it was due to the answering of her prayers that I am alive at all.  She always presented that story in the most Christian way possible, so I never expected the truth spoken by my aunt to be so shockingly sweet.

My mother, a reasonably devout Christian, prayed, but (and this is the part that brought tears to my eyes, as well as to my aunt’s) she didn’t pray to Yahweh, as she had been doing before losing my twin sister. In the midst of that crisis, and in her despair, instead of praying to her own god, who had been so seemingly unreceptive, she prayed to Apollo, whom she remembered was a twin himself, as well as a god of healing.  Now, my mother didn’t spend a lot of time in school, if you know what I mean, but she remembered these strange and seemingly random bits of information, right when she needed them most.

In exchange for my life, my mother promised the god that she would leave me free to choose my own religion.  She didn’t outright offer me to Apollo (although he would argue that point, as she was a little hysterical and likely didn’t fully understand what she was promising), but she never thought I’d choose to be anything other than Christian, either.

Miraculously I recovered, and was born, on time, a couple of months later.  In keeping with her word, my mother refused to have any Christian blessings placed upon me, and steadfastly refused to allow me to be Baptized into any Church, ever.  We did attend several churches, as she was a Christian and had hoped that I would take a liking to one of the many variations of the “one true religion”, but she never forced Christianity on me.

Eventually, I would happen upon Wicca, and their idea of real, feminine divinity would capture my heart, leading me first to Hekate, and onward past Wicca, until finding my own way to the god who had shaped my life from the very beginning.  Although, if I am to be completely honest, Apollon is the one who chased me down with a pack of wolves, until I submitted myself to him, totally.  That is how I initially became his possession, or rather, how I came to acknowledge his very crucial role in my life.

I can hardly believe it.  I never ever expected this kind of confirmation of my personal gnosis.  After all these years, after all this time, wondering if I’m crazy…  That kind, soothing voice in my head was telling the truth.  I was his all along.  I was always his.

Hail to you, Apollon, my Lord!  My Prince!  I thank you for saving my life, for you are the reason that I live!  My life is your gift, and I promise to do your Work so long as it pleases you, as I hope to become a beacon of your light in this world!

Hail Apollon and Blessed Be!

Spell: Hekate’s Barrier

This simple and powerful protection spell was taught to me by Hekate six years ago, when I still identified as Wiccan. It should be recast every two to three years.  She has asked me to share it with you all, so that whomever is in need may have a means to protect themselves. This spell should be cast during the Dark Moon, but if the need is great, don’t wait.

On a personal note, I followed the *Lycian Wiccan Rede in regards to magic, which can be found here.

The spell utilizes the cord chant, as taught in Ray Buckland’s big blue book, the only change being that the word “knot” is replaced by the word “count”. It also utilizes Hekate’s chant, which came into my mind while praying to her, as I envisioned this spell.

This is a powerful spell, and can be used as a barrier against the general negativity that is often just floating around, undirected.  However, I had conceived this spell originally as a specific response to someone whom I knew was engaging in direct spiritual warfare against my family.

1.)  A dark vessel, cauldron or container to represent the cosmic womb.
2.)  Nine small, round mirrors; or if you prefer, large silver sequins.  Either can be found in craft stores, like Hobby Lobby.
3.)  An incense that Hekate and yourself find pleasing.
4.)  One black, or white candle.  I’ve used both to great effect.
5.)  An offering for Hekate to be given immediately after the working, as well as a promise of another offering upon the spell’s success.

Hekate’s Chant
Earth, Air, Fire, Water, Spirit, Dark and Light.  Gather now inside the womb, for all their spite shall be their tomb.  Each mirror now absorbs the Power shaped and bent this holy hour.  As they send ill will this way, nine times shall they be repaid.

1.)  Open sacred space, then welcome the elements in whatever way is best for you.
2.)  Dress the candle, then light the incense as you request Hekate’s presence, in whatever way you feel is appropriate. Explain your situation to her, then ask her permission to cast the spell.  If her answer is favorable, continue.  If not, cease immediately. Do this in whatever way you feel comfortable, but make sure you do it.  Don’t forget.

3.)  Light the candle.  Place the mirrors, or sequins inside the vessel, and begin.

Hekate’s Chant x1

By count of one, the spell’s begun.

Hekate’s Chant x2

By count of two, it cometh true.

Hekate’s Chant x3 

By count of three, so mote it be.

Hekate’s Chant x4 

By count of four, this power I store.

Hekate’s Chant x5 

By count of five, the spell’s alive.

Hekate’s Chant x6 

By count of six, this spell I fix

Hekate’s Chant x7 

By count of seven, events I’ll leaven.

Hekate’s Chant x8 

By count of eight, it will be fate.

Hekate’s Chant x9 

By count of nine, what’s done is mine.

When it is finished you should have spoken Hekate’s chant a total of forty-five times, sealing it in specific increments, with Ray Buckland’s modified cord chant.  Prayer beads can help, but with a focused mind, you should have no problem keeping count.

4.)  Thank Hekate and tell her that you will give her the prepared offering very soon. Release your circle (if you cast one), and place the likely still-burning candle and/or incense in a safe place to burn out, entirely.  Place the vessel, with the mirrors or sequins still inside, near the candle as it continues to burn.

5.)  Go outside (after the candle burns out, if no one else will be around to watch it) and leave the prepared offering at a three-way crossroads, if possible.  However, any green and growing patch of land will do.  Thank Hekate again, then walk away without looking back.

6.)  The next day, take the mirrors (or sequins) out of the vessel, to be hung outside, over the entrances and/or windows of your home.  Use all of the mirrors (or sequins), even if you have to hang one from the rear-view mirror of your car. It’ll be up to you to figure out how to hang them properly.

7.)  Wait for your situation to improve, which shouldn’t take long.  Really, it should be within a matter of days, if not weeks.  In any case, you should notice improvement soon.

8.)  Upon success of the spell, give Hekate her second promised offering, in the same manner and place that you gave her the first.  Again, thank her and walk away without looking back.

9.)  Enjoy Hekate’s Barrier against negativity and harmful magic!

Hail Hekate, and Blessed Be!

*Note:  I am not, nor have I ever been affiliated with the Lycian Wicca Tradition. I had simply adopted their version of the Rede, because it made the most sense to me, and because I believed it to be the most realistic version in existence.  As I am no longer Wiccan, the Rede itself no longer applies to me, regardless of which version it may be.