~*Samhain Ritural*~ |
Place upon the altar apples, pomegranates, pumpkins, squashes and other late autumn fruites and vegtables and Autumn folowers such as marigolds and chrysanthemums . Write on a piece of paper an aspect of your life which you wish to be free fo: anger, a baneful habit, misplaced feelings, illness, disease...ect. The cauldron or some similar tool must be present before the altar as well, on a thrivet or some other heat-proof surface (if the legs aren't long enough). A small, flat dish marked with an eight-spoked wheel symbol should also be there. Prior to the ritual, sit quietly and think of friends and loved ones who have passed away. Do not despair. Know that they have gone on to greater things. Keep firmly in mind that the physical isn't the absolute reality, and that souls never die. Arrange the altar, light the candles and censer, and cast the Circle. Recite the Blessing Chant. Invoke the Goddess and God. Lift one of the prmegranates and, with your freshly-washed white-handled knif, pierce the skin of the fruit. Remove several seeds and place them on the wheel-marked dish. Raise your want,face the altar and say: On this night of Samhain I mark your passing, O Sun King, through the sunset into the Land of the Young. I mark also the passing of all who have gone before, and all who will go after. O Gracious Goddess, Eternal Mother, You who gives birth to the fallen, teach me to know that in the time of the greatest darkness there is the greatest light. Taste the pomegranate seeds; burst them with your teeth and savor their sharp, bittersweet flavor. Look down at the eight-spoked symbol on the platel the wheel of the year, the cycle of the easons, the eand and beginning of all creation. Light a fire within the cauldron (a candle is fine). Sit before it, holding the piece of paper, gazing at it's flames. Say: Wise One of the Waning Moon, Goddess of the starry night, I create this fire within your cauldron to transform that which is plaguing me. May the energies be reversed: From darkness, light! from bane, good! From death, birth! Light the paper in the cauldron's flames and drop it inside. As it bruns, know that your ill diminshes, lessens and finally leaves you as it is consumed within the universal fires. If you wish, you may attempt scrying or some other form of divination, for this is a perfect time to look into the past for furure. Try to recall past lives too, if you will. But leave the dead in peace. Honor them with your memories but do not call them to you. Release any pain and sense of loss you may feel into the cauldron's flames. Works of magick, if mecessary, may follow. Celbrate the Simple Feast. The Circle is released. Ritural from: Wicca, A Guide For The Solitary Practitioner by: Scott Cunningham |
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