ritual, 2001, West Lafayette, In
- meet at central location, walk up in silence, by battery-candles (for safety) to the grove in the forest, take places around circle.
- Hearken now, the Darkness comes read by priestess
- priest sweeps outside circle, priestess inside, elementals around edge, to purify and create sacred space. Chant Witches weave is sung.
- priest draws circle with sword, priestess with cornmeal, starting across circle from each other
- elemental callers invoke elements, air fire water earth, and draw and weave circle, then god and goddess are invoked, creating the sought-for "place that is not a place, time that is not a time".
- participants are welcomed to the circle and Samhain is explained for all who are less familiar
- the story of the mystery of the apple is told. We all come from the GoddessHoof and horn is sung.
- storytelling, whether giving thanks, letting go of a part of the past, remembering one who has passed away (usually in the past year, but can be anytime), etc. This process is for renewal and healing. After each story, the teller cuts a bit off the maypole, woven six months ago, as a turning of the wheel.
- Legend of the pomegranate is told; this, with apple from earlier, are passed for all to partake of.
- Elements are released and circle closed.
- Exchange of hugs and Blessed Be.
I'm really nervous. I'm calling elemental fire
, which is my natural affinity
, so the process is not highly difficult. I'm in fire
garb, a red, grey, black sweater and black pants. Different times of year i have different fire
properties... this one, it's more of the smoke
than the bright blazing balefires
of six months ago. My face is painted in these colors
, plus a few yellows and oranges, and i wear a crown of fall flowers. I'm ready, i took a cleansing shower
and prepared my tools. But i'm still nervous, because of the fact that this is the second ritual i've ever called
in, and the first "powerful" one, though, makes me jittery
was my first group ritual ever
last year, and this year i'm a part of it.
I'm also terriby nervous because of the people
is there to watch me... so is my best friend from high school
, who was the reason i first "got into wicca
" (in a terribly unhealthy
way that we both now regret) and now i'm in the odd place of being the more spiritual
with her coming to me for guidance
. She's normally at Yale
, but got so tired of the mental deadness there that she let me kidnap
her for the weekend. And the priestess is a very dear
friend of mine and the woman who handfasted
mcc and me, and i'm terrified of letitng her down
It's a beautiful night, though... nearly full moon
lending a beautiful silver shene to the ground
, and crisp fall leaves underneath our feet. I'm the last
in line processing, to make sure everyone makes it up safe
. I try not to trip over roots, my way lit by the lights ahead of me, and my small lantern
holding a glowstick
--it's a candle
lantern, but fire was prohibited in the park.
Everyone's in place, the beauty of the grove
amazing, and the ritual starts. I go through everything as planned
, trying both to remember my part, and drink it in at the same time. And suddenly it's my turn
Hail to the South
I welcome you to our circle this Samhain night
I summon and stir you to aid in our ritual
Weave your essence throughout this gathering
Protect this circle with searing tongues of fire
Ever vigilant, burning to ash all that would try to harm us tonight
Warm us with the courage to speak freely, knowing we are safe and loved.
We are weaving a circle of defending flames!
Welcome Elemental Fire!
And fire's there. Fire's really there, energywise, on its elemental tree
right where it's supposed to be. It worked. It actually bloody worked. I acutally pulled that off.... WOW!
The circle is called, and things progress. I stand mostly basking
. And then the stories
People lay to rest all sorts of things, and people
. I do what i can, as fire
, to lend them courage to speak if they so desire. And most do. And then i choose to as well.
I let two dead pass... one human, and one year.
This is finally my chance to say goodbye to Hermetic
. I never knew him as well as some
here, but i believe through his words i did know
him. He greeted me cheerily
in #e always, and we had some amazing chats
. And the words he left here showed me who he was inside. I was not close friends with him, but as a part of this community
, this family
, i knew him and in my own way i loved
him. I never really came to terms
with his death, properly. As i started to parse
what happened, i found my mourning cut short
by a tragedy of far greater
scale the next day. I spent so long wrapped up in that that i never really got around to finishing grieving
for him and beginning to heal
. I did last night... and all who were there last night hear me wish him, as so many others here have said, godspeed
I also laid to rest the past year. It's been full of more pain, more grief, and more learning, than any year ever has. Some of its stories you know. Some haven't beeen told yet. Some never will be. I nearly had a nervous breakdown
, quite literally. I developed chronic
, chronic insomnia which led to me failing all
my classes and leaving me in a dangerous
situation academically now. Most of my friends
, or so i thought, betrayed
me during this time--but at least i found out who was really true
. It was full of more pain and hurt... the one i cared about most in th world, and who cared most about me was hours and hours away. He stood with me in circle last year, my beloved mcc
did, but the next day he got on a plane back to texas
. This is how things were... we were sure of A future
together... just not sure how
. But last night he stood across
the circle from me, and is still here today, and will be here for as many tomorrows
as we can imagine. I needed to learn the lessons i did the past year, and i believe i have. I keep the lessons
now, but last night i released the pain
The circle continued, mostly just a rush
of power and emotion, both my own and others... and finally it was done
, almost. And air
was left, and it was again my turn.
Hail to the South
I thank you for your presence and protection tonight
Take our love and thanks with you wherever firelight shines
Come as you will, stay as you wish
You are always welcome among us
As always, for the good of all with harm towards none,
So mote it be
Farewell Elemental Fire!
And we descended again down to the cars
and the lights and the warm
What happened after that, at a party
not related to the ritual
but involving the people from it spending time together after it is another story ENTIRELY and will be noded probably tomorrow
. It's a fun story, but has no part in samhain
itself. When it's done, it'll be linked here
This morning, when i awoke (for the second time), i had a thought
though, a gut feeling
. I... i believe that next samhain
it very well may be me standing in the center of that grove, standing priestess
... i don't know why i think this. I know i will follow a priestess
path at some point in my life--and i know i can have at least a first degree
ordination by next year--but i didn't expect this so soon. It may come to pass, it may not. It may just be a call to start the priestess-path sooner. Only time will tell.