God and Goddess, keep us safe
Enfold us in your loving arm
Surround us with a shield of light
Averting danger, halting harm
Allow no hurt to come our way
Let nothing cause us pain or fear
Keep ill and evil from our path
Protect all that which we hold dear,
Treasure and love.
So mote it be
Great Goddess, mother of us all
Watch over us in times of crisis
Aid and support us
And help us all to stay strong.
Great Goddess, wise and compassionate
Guide us in times of crisis
Show us the best path to take
And help us listen to our inner wisdom.
Great Goddess, Divine Mother,
Shine your light down upon us in times of crisis
That it may calm and soothe us
And remind us that you are always with us.
So Mote It Be.
Goddess, give us strength
To cope with our current circumstances
To be brave in the face of adversity
To do our best under such trying circumstances.
Goddess, give us courage
To go forth into a difficult world
To face the ignorance of others
To continue to strive for improvement.
Goddess, give us patience
With our shortcomings and those of others
With pain, frustration and setbacks
With the limitations we must deal with daily.
Goddess, give us hope
That we may maintain a positive attitude
That we may greet every day with renewed spirit
And that we might remain open to the possibility of miracles.
So Mote It Be
Isis of the Moon, You who are all that ever was,
All that is, And all that shall be.
Come veiled Queen of Night, Come as the scent of the sacred lotus,
Charging my circle, With love and magic.
Do descend upon my circle, I pray, O Blessed Isis!
Invocation to Pan
O Great God Pan, Beast and man, Shepherd of goats and Lord of the Land,
I call you to attend my rites, On this most magical of nights.
God of the wine, God of the vine, God of the fields and god of the kine,
Attend my circle with your love, And send Your blessings from above.
Help me to heal, Help me to feel, Help me to bring forth love and weal.
Pan of the forests, Pan of the glade, Be with me as my magic is made!
Invocation to the Goddess
Crescent One of the starry skies, Flowered One of the fertile plain,
Flowing One of the ocean’s sighs, Blessed One of the gentle rain.
Hear my chant ‘midst the standing stones, Open me to your mystic light.
Waken me to your silver tones, Be with me in my sacred rite!