Wednesday

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Wednesday

 

Ruler: Wodin, Mercury

Colors: Orange, light blue, and gray

Power Hours: Sunrise and the 8th, 16th, and 24th hours following

Keywords: Success, creativity, communication

The word Wednesday is reminiscent of the Norse wind god Wodin, which is referenced in the popular rhyme verse “Wednesday’s child is full of woe.” This does not mean that those born on this day are full of sorrow or trouble. To be full of Wo (Wodin) means to be full of wind, to be spirited. Woden was such a powerful pagan god that the German church fathers changed the name of his day to Mittwoch, meaning midweek, in an attempt to exorcise his influence.

In the Spanish word for Wednesday, miercoles, we clearly see its connection to Mercury. Under the guidance of Mercury; Wednesday is a day of swift activity, communication, correspondence, and phone calls. This is a good day for journalists, writers, poets, bargaining, hiring employees, and visiting friends.

On Wednesdays, the hour of sunrise and every eight hours after that are also ruled by Mercury, making these times of the day doubly blessed. These are the strongest four hours for ritual work. Check your local newspaper, astrological calendar, or almanac to determine when sunrise occurs.

 

Source:

Gypsy Magic

 

A Very Wonderful & Blessed Wednesday Morn’ To All Our Brothers & Sisters Of The Craft!

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The Darkness Has Come

 

The darkness has come.

We have gathered.

The circle is formed.

We have called the elements.

The danger is known.

We have drawn down the power.

The danger is near.

We stand strong under the darkness.

The past has come forward.

We are the present.

No danger is greater than us.

We turn and face the enemy,

With arms raised we call forth our Sisters.

A barrier is formed.

From the depth of darkness evil steps forwards.

Protection covers us.

The smell of sulfur fills the air.

A ground swell stands between us.

Stillness

The fight begins

Energy sent for both sides

The ground trembles.

Unnatural sounds can be heard.

Standing firm I step forward.

Hand raised,

Facing evil,

I call on the power of the Goddess.

I am filled with her light and energy.

Light radiates from me in all directions

Striking all that is dark.

They vanish before us.

Evil has been vanquished.

My power fills the emptiness

For we have triumphed over evil.

We remain and always will be.

No power can remove us.

We remain.

A Witch’s Prayerbook

JoAnne Spiese