Prayers

Running version of regular prayers

Daily:

Morning:

I pray to Hekate
Who guides me on all roads
And watches over me at the crossroads
I pray to Hekate of the Silver Road

I pray to Dionysos
Loud-roaring Liberator
Who saves us with madness and wine
I pray to Dionysos of the Wild Places

I pray to Ariadne
Who shows us the way to change
To find courage after despair
I pray to Ariadne of the Labyrinth

I pray to Hermes
Skywalker and clever thief
Who keeps safe the traveler
I pray to Hermes of the High Places

I pray to Hestia
Who keeps safe our home
And bids us show hospitality to guests
I pray to Hestia of the Warm Hearth

I pray to Athena
Who bestows quick wits and skills
Who protects and gives wisdom
I pray to Athena of the Shield and Helm

I pray to Artemis
She who runs free
Protector of women
I pray to Artemis of the Sacred Wood

I pray to Apollon
Lord of Oracles
Shining brilliant with knowledge
I pray to Apollon of the true words

I pray to Okeanos and Tethys
From whose waters we come
To whose waters we will return
I pray to Okeanos and Tethys of the salt depths

I light incense and pour out water to the gods of my household, may it please them
Hekate guide us in our choices
Dionysos free us from our chains
Ariadne watch us through our changes
Hermes guard us on the road
Hestia keep safe our home and family
Athena give skill to our hands
Artemis give us strength
Apollon show us the truth
Okeanis and Tethys wash us clean

Evening:

I light incense and pour out water for the spirits of my household, may it please them.
Heroes guide us
Dead abide with us
Agathos keep us
Familiars help us
Nymphes welcomes us
Monsters show us truth

I call on the Many Dead
Here is a candle to light your way
Here in incense, burned in your honor
Here is cool, clear water for your journey
I call on the Many Dead

I pray to the Beloved Dead
My ancestors of flesh and spirit
I remember the names of those we knew
I praise those whose names are lost to us
I pray to the Beloved Dead

I pray to the Blessed Dead
You who lived great lives
You who were the chosen of gods
May you continue in joy and glory below
I pray to the Blessed Dead

I pray to the Kindly Dead
You who watch over the living
You who still love the quick
May we know and love you too
I pray to the Kindly Dead

I pray to the Restless Dead
You whose names go unspoken
You who died with things undone
May you find release at last
I pray to the Restless Dead

I make offering to the Thirsty Dead
You who are relegated to the Dry Lands
Beyond the Rivers and Springs
Please accept my gifts
I make offering to the Thirsty Dead

I pray to the Speaking Dead
Tell me what I should know
Pass on to me the messages I need
To help me on my path
I pray to the Speaking Dead

I give thanks to the Many Dead
For all that you have given us
For our bodies and our selves
For the whole world passed down to us
I give thanks to the Many Dead

Three day cycle, evening:

First day:

I pray to Hekate
Who stands in the road
Who rules the crossroads and thresholds
I spin for Hekate of the Silver Thread

I pray to Hekate
Who hunts in the night
Loving deer and dogs and speed
I spin for Hekate of the Silver Thread

I pray to Hekate
Cloaked in saffron
Bearing bright torches to light the way
I spin for Hekate of the Silver Thread

Second day:

I pray to Hekate
Who guides our souls
Deep beneath the earth, to rest
I spin for Hekate of the Silver Thread

I pray to Hekate
Who dances with the dead
Who leads their Bacchic rites
I spin for Hekate of the Silver Thread

I pray to Hekate
Goddess of Witches
Worker of mighty spells
I spin for Hekate of the Silver Thread

Third Day:

I pray to Hekate
Angry one, Destroyer
Who clears the way for the new
I spin for Hekate of the Silver Thread

I pray to Hekate
Three-formed, three-bodied
Who faces in all directions and sees all choices
I spin for Hekate of the Silver Thread

I pray to Hekate
Night-wandering nursemaid
Who guides us on strange paths
I spin for Hekate of the Silver Thread

Weekly cycle:

Morning:

Sunday:

I pray to Dionysos
Who liberates and saves us
Who offers an eternal feast to those who know the Mystery
I pray to Dionysos, who is the Starry Bull

I pray to Apollon
Who runs with wolves
Who knows and who tells
I pray to Apollon of the Starry Bull

Monday:

I pray to Persephone
The Iron Queen of Erebos
Who welcomes and transforms the reveler
I pray to Persephone of the Starry Bull

I pray to Melinoe
She of the double nature
The light in the darkness and the dark in the light
I pray to Melinoe of the Starry Bull

Tuesday:

I pray to Ariadne
Who guides the way to the Starry Bull,
And returns from under the earth
I pray to Ariadne of the Starry Bull

I pray to Aphrodite
She who brings together what is separate
Who inspires the action of the night
I pray to Aphrodite of the Starry Bull

Wednesday:

I pray to Hermes
Of the staff and the fleet feet
Who guides us down and sets our feet on the path
I pray to Hermes of the Starry Bull

I pray to Hekate
Who brings the Dead to the feast
Who dances in revels lit by her torches
I pray to Hekate of the Starry Bull

Thursday:

I pray to the Heroes
Those who have walked these paths before
And feast forever at our Lord’s side

I pray to the Heroes of the Starry Bull

I pray to the Heroines

Who have sorrowed before us

And will rejoice beside us when we follow

I pray to the Heroines of the Starry Bull

Friday:

I pray to the Band Above
Who swirl around him in the open air
To dance and drink in mortal lands
I pray to the Band Above of the Starry Bull

I pray to the Band Below
Who revel in dark caverns
To welcome shades to the Dry Lands
I pray to the Band Below of the Starry Bull

Saturday:

I pray to the Nymphs
Who welcome him to mountain and to spring
Their songs filling the air sweetly
I pray to the Nymphs of the Starry Bull

I pray to the Satyrs
Who follow him through fields dark and light
Their hooves drumming a beat on the earth
I pray to the Satyrs of the Starry Bull

Evening:

Sunday:

I pray to Arakhne,
Who rues what she did,
And weaves now forever
I pray to Arakhne of the Purple Thread

I pray to Ambrosia
Who nourishes us with her tears
Who feeds the earth with rain
I pray to Ambrosia of the Hyades

Monday:

I pray to Erigone,
Beloved of the Vine
Who sorrows and mourns
I pray to Erigone of the Purple Thread

I pray to Eudora
Who gives the kindly gift of rain
To cleanse and lighten us
I pray to Eudora of the Hyades

Tuesday:

I pray to Ariadne,
Mistress of the Labyrinth
Who died and rose again
I pray to Ariadne of the Purple Thread

I pray to Pedile
Who wanders and dances
In joy and in sorrow
I pray to Pedile of the Hyades

Wednesday:

I pray to Helen,
Lady of Sorrows
Who stands now for the Silenced
I pray to Helen of the Purple Thread

I pray to Coronis
Who crowns us with stars
Given to her by the child she raised
I pray to Coronis of the Hyades

Thursday:

I pray to Cassandra,
Beloved and Cursed
Whose prophecies none heeded
I pray to Cassandra of the Purple Thread

I pray to Polyxo
Who cradled a child
And raised him on water and honey
I pray to Polyxo of the Hyades

Friday:

I pray to Medea,
Witch and priestess
Betrayed and vengeful
I pray to Medea of the Purple Thread

I pray to Phyto
Who waters the vine
To give blood to the grape
I pray to Phyto of the Hyades

Saturday:

I pray to Kirke,
Sorceress and Goddess
Who never surrendered her power
I pray to Kirke of the Purple Thread

I pray to Thyone
Nurturing mother
Twice-beloved name
I pray to Thyone of the Hyades

Other prayers:

Monsters

I call to you, Empousa
With your hair of flame
With one leg of an ass
And one leg of brass
Relentless pursuer
Shapeshifter, seducer
I call to you, Empousa
Come to me, and let me know you

I call to you, Lamia
With your eyes plucked out
With your razor teeth
And your sleek rough skin
Devourer, Sea-Monster
Eater of men and children
I call to you, Lamia
Come to me, and let me know you

I call to you, Mormo
With your loveliness
With your thousand faces
And your thousand more
Blood-drinker, flesh-eater
Frightener of little children
I call to you, Mormo
Come to me, and let me know you

I call to you, Lampades
With your lamps and lights
With your pale faces
And your long black limbs
Eerie, and kind
Light-bearers in the dark
I call to you, Lampades
Come to me, and let me know you

I call to you, Gorgons
With your snakes and wings
With your beautiful faces
And your deadly eyes
Deathless or mortal
Sisters three, holders of secrets
I call to you, Gorgons
Come to me and let me know you

I call to you, Sirens
With what you have witnessed
With your birds' wings
And your lovely voices
Callers of the Dead
Who are Dead yourselves
I call to you, Sirens
Come to me, and let me know you

I call to you, Unquiet Dead
With your hunger and thirst
With your death without rebirth
And no offerings made to your name
All you who follow in Hekate's train
All you whom she hunts in the night
I call to you, Unquiet Dead
Come to me, and let me know you