8 Sacred Directions ~ Invocation

 

Wheel - shield

seasons-wheelWheel of the Year

Another holy day of the Earth is upon us. For those who might like to give some ritual attention to this day, I thought I would share my personal invocation of the directions that I have developed over the years. While it is fairly idiosyncratic, it does contain some familiar refrains that others will recognize…

 

We invoke you, Spirit of the North

You who rules the cusp between endings and beginnings,
bless us with the gift of Conception.

In the dark of midnight,
bless us with the magic of Intention.

In the cold of Winter,
bless us with Purification.

We honor you in the feast of Yule Tide,
the Winter Solstice,
the moment when one cycle ends and another begins.

Thank you for the gift of Faith:
~ Faith that the light will return after the dark.
~ Faith that warmth will return after the cold.
~ Faith that life will return after death.

Aho. So may it be.

 

We invoke you, Spirit of the Northeast

You who guides the unseen growth within the womb,
bless us with the gift of The Quickening.

In the Colors of the Dawn,
bless us with the gift of Expectation.

In the first hint of the Thaw,
bless us with the Promise of the new growth.

We honor you in the Feast of Imbolc,
as the days lengthen
and the gestating life kicks within the womb.

Thank you for the gift of Hope:
~ Hope that our prayers will be answered.
~ Hope that our intentions will come to pass.
~ Hope that our desires will be fulfilled.

Aho. So may it be.

 

We invoke you, Spirit of the East 

You who attends the emergence of new life,
bless us with the gift of Birth and Rebirth.

In the golden embers of the Rising Sun,
bless us with New Beginnings.

In the blush of Spring Time,
bless us with the gift of Germination.

We honor your in the Feast of Ostara,
the Spring Equinox,
as vitality returns to the world.

Thank you for the gift of Joy:
~ Joy that the darkness has past.
~ Joy that a new day has begun.
~ Joy that our paths have become clear.

Aho. So may it be.

 

We invoke you, Spirit of the Southeast 

You who shepherds the child,
bless us with the gift of Nurturing.

In the light of the Climbing Sun,
help us to Kindle our Desires.

In the Mild Days of Summer,
bless us with spirit of Cultivation.

We honor you in the Feast of Beltaine,
amidst playfulness and sensuality inspired by fragrant blossoms.

Thank you for the gift of Passion:
~ that we may be Passionate in living.
~ that we may be Passionate in loving.
~ that we may be Passionate in learning

Aho. So may it be.

 

We invoke you, Spirit of the South

You who urges the youth from the nest,
bless us with the gift of Fledging.

In the brilliance of the Sun at its Zenith,
give us with Drive to pursue our goals.

In the heat of Midsummer,
bless us with the gift of Flourishing Life.

We honor you in the Feast of Litha,
at the Summer Solstice,
at the height of the sun’s outpouring
of light and warmth and energy.

Thank you for the gift of Determination:
~
Determination to overcome fear.
~ Determination to overcome obstacles.
~ Determination to become who we are.

Aho. So may it be.

 

We invoke you Spirit of the Southwest

You who leads us into adulthood,
bless us with the gift of Maturation.

In the shimmer of the Afternoon Sun,
bless us with the gift of Reflection.

In the Dog Days of Summer,
bless with the gifts of First Fruits.

We honor you in the feast of Lammas,
the Loaf-Mass,
as the wheat fields are shorn
and stacked into sheaves.

Thank you for the gift of Recognition:
~ Recognition of who we are.
~ Recognition of our calling.
~ Recognition of our place in the world.

Aho. So may it be.

 

We invoke you, Spirit of the West

You who escorts us into old age,
bless us with the gift of Elderhood.

In the glow of the Setting Sun,
bless us with the gift us Fulfillment.

In the glory of Autumn,
bless us with the gifts of the Great Harvest.

We honor you in the Feast of Mabon,
the Autumnal Equinox,
as we celebrate our Abundance.

Thank you for the gift of Wisdom:
~ Wisdom from all of that we have witnessed.
~ Wisdom from all that we have done.
~ Wisdom from all that we have been.

Aho. So may it be.

 

We invoke you, Spirit of the Northwest

You who ushers us unto death,
bless us with the gift of Transition.

In the dusk of Twilight,
we give our Gratitude.

In the chill of the First Frost,
bless us with the gift of Plowing Under.

We honor you in the Feast of Samhain,
as you open the Veil between the Worlds .

Thank you for the gift of Surrender:
~ Surrendering our pain.
~ Surrendering our attachments.
~ Surrendering our lives.

Aho. So may it be.

 

Spirit of the North

Within you the wheel of the year is complete.
Each ending is a new beginning.

Within the cusp of one cycle and the next
you bring a moment of time-out-of time
To weave our intentions
into the fabric of the future.

Aho. Aho. Aho.

 

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Embedded within each of the invocations are 8 different cycles, all of which have correspondences with each other. Even though a cycle is a seamless continuum, there are distinct, identifiable phases during each cycle. The invocation honors those phases.

The invocations are built with a parallel structure ~ here is the order in which the 8 cycles appear in each invocation:

Directional cycle
Biological cycle
Daily cycle
Manifestation cycle
Seasonal cycle
Agricultural cycle
Holy Day / Ritual Feast cycle
Psychological/Emotional cycle

For some purposes this invocation may be too long and too formal in tone, so I invite you to have fun with with this and adapt as you see fit. Make it your own by subtracting what doesn’t resonate, and adding phrases that fit your sensibilities.

The images of the wheel of the year at top are from the following websites, which will provide more information on the wheel of the year and 8 earth rituals.

http://wyldestonecottage.blogspot.com/p/wheel-of-year.html
http://stonefireblog.com/2013/03/23/wheels-of-sacred-harmony/
http://www.telp.com/helppagan2.htm

Surfing the Light Waves

Zenith Arc
My Sunrise Sadhana

April 18th: Day #14

In addition to all of my other intentions described earlier on my Zenith Arc page, it has occurred to me that rising and taking my walk each day before the sun rises above the horizon has another provocative dimension to it.

That being that I am bringing my presence to the same moment of each day, but not the same time. Despite variations in cloud cover, I am abiding in the same light each day, dwelling in one phase of the continuum of  phenomena that make up the entire day. I am subsisting in a period of stasis within a dynamic system of astronomical proportions.

Each day on its journey to the solstice the sun rises earlier, and thus I rise earlier to walk in the light of the dawn.  Each day, I revel in the moment of dawn,  and the moment that the sun actually rises, but the time on the clock is of course changing. And the season is changing; with it the plants and animals around me are changing.  The inclination of the earth’s northern hemisphere toward the sun is changing. And the earth’s position relative to the sun is changing as it makes its journey around it, which is of course what is at root of all the other changes that I experience around me.

Beyond that, the earth’s relationship to the moon and to the other planets in the solar system is changing; and the relationship of the solar system  to the galaxy is changing as it rotates within the galaxy, and solar system’s position in the galaxy is changing as the galaxy itself rotates around the massive black hole located at its center. And the galaxy’s position in the universe, and its relationship to the other galaxies,  is changing as the universe expands ever outwards.

By doing my moving mediation at the same moment of each day, I am inhabiting a still point amidst cosmic change.

Light, of course, displays properties of both a particle and a wave; it can be measured as either, though not simultaneously.  But by immersing myself into the same moment of light each morning, I now visualize myself as a particle of light, surfing upon the crest of a light wave, being carried forward to some unknown and distant shore.