Prayers

Daily prayers

Mornings

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 frees 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
Sky-walker and clever thief
Who keeps safe the traveler
I pray to Hermes of the High Places

I pray to Hestia
Who keeps safe the 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 Nyx
Mother of All
The night in whom we shine
I pray to Nyx, Great Ruler

I pray to Janus-Phanes
Shining dual-aspected one
Who sees both sides of every coin
I pray to Janus-Phanes of the Open Door

I pray to Okeanos and Tethys
From whose waters we come
To whose waters we shall return
I pray to Okeanos of the Salt and Deeps

I pray to Agathos and Agatha
Noble daimones of my home and my head
Worthy of all praise and honor
I pray to Agathos and Agatha of the Home Shrine

I light incense and pour out offerings
To the gods and spirits of my household
May it please them
Hekate guide me in my choices
Dionysos free us from our chains
Ariadne watch over us through our changes
Hermes guard us on the road
Hestia keeps safe our home and family
Athena give skill to our hands
Artemis keep us safe
Apollon show us the truth
Nyx grant us rest
Janus-Phanes open doors for us
Okeanos and Tethys wash us clean
Agathos and Agatha bless our home

Night

Many Dead

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

I pray to the Beloved Dead
My ancestors of flesh and spirit
I remember the names of those I knew
I praise those whose names are lost to me
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 Joyful Dead
You who find as much happiness in death
As anyone ever has in life
May your hearts sing with it forever
I pray to the Joyful 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
Accept my gifts
I make offering to the Thirsty Dead

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

Monsters

Sunday

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

Monday

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

Tuesday

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

Wednesday

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

Thursday

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

Friday

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

Saturday

I call to you, Eidola
With your hunger and thirst
With your death without rebirth
All you who follow in Hekate's train
All you whom she hunts in the night
Ghosts who wander and haunt
I call to you, Eidola
Come to me, and let me know you

Daily

I call to you, Skylla
With your many heads
With your tentacles and snakes
And your long, long reach
Ship-devourer, Hekate's daughter
Bane of salt sailors
I call to you, Skylla
Come to me, and let me know you

Undetermined

I call to you Baba Yaga
With your iron teeth
With you chicken-foot hut
And your mortar and pestle
Grandmother of bones
You help the clever in need
I call to you, Baba Yaga
Come to me, and let me know you