Calendar of the Sun for October 25th

Calendar of the Sun

25 Winterfyllith

Selket’s Day

Colors: Bronze and Black
Element: Air
Altar: Upon cloth of black place a bronze figurine of a scorpion, and four black candles.
Offerings: Help someone who is a troublemaker.
Daily Meal: Lentils, flatbread, millet, pomegranates.

Invocation to Selket

Lady of the Scorpion’s Whip,
Implacable one, hardest of the Four Deaths,
Sun of the unforgiving desert at high noon,
You blast down upon all wrongdoing
And show those wrongs in their true light.
Lady of the Poison Tail,
You are entrusted with those souls
Who have not done what they should do,
Who have spurned the path they were meant to walk,
Who have struggled and lashed out,
Who have caused hurt and pain to others.
Your firm hand takes them in, guides them
To see what they have done through eyes
Unclouded by their own pain,
And leads them to a place of understanding
And perhaps repentance. And yet,
There is something of this is all of us,
Some part of each that needs your guiding hand
Lest we think ourselves too perfect
And become uncompassionate in our pride.
Lady of the Scorpion’s Whip,
Sting us to the heart, and show us
That poison still within us,
That we may better learn to ride its strike,
That we may better learn to heal its wounds.

(Each comes forward, one at a time, and touches the tail of the Scorpion, which should be sharp. Each tells Selket, aloud or silently, where the poison is in them which makes them hurt others, and asks for her help in controlling it.)

[Pagan Book of Hours]

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Calendar of the Sun for August 7

Calendar of the Sun

7 Weodmonath

Neith’s Day: Breaking Of The Nile

Colors: Blue and green
Elements: Water and earth
Altar: Upon cloth of earth-green and river-blue place an animal skin with two crossed arrows and a bow upon it, burning frankincense, a weaver’s shuttle, and a bowl of wet earth.
Offering: Work in the earth, or make things.
Daily Meal: Fresh vegetables and greens. Meat is also acceptable.

Invocation to Neith

Hail Neith, Lady of the Arrow!
Huntress of the desert, your sight
Is keen and your aim fine,
And on this day the Nile’s rise
Breaks with your first shot,
And begins its fall to the shore.
Your Word turns the waters
And reveals the fertile black earth.
Hail Neith, Lady of the Loom!
You weave the tapestry of Life,
Crafting joy with your skilled hands.
Sister of Selket, Guide of the Dead,
All warriors are your province,
You take the ones fallen bravely in battle
As well as those who fought reluctantly.
No warrior is judged by his skill,
Only by his circumstance,
In the light of your generous eyes.
Hail, huntress and weaver,
Lady skilled in both inner and outer worlds,
Who sees no contradictions therein.
Push back the oncoming waters
And lay bare the rich black earth,
The boundary between the elements,
Where your footsteps leave a trail
That only a hunter could follow.

Chant: Arrow flies, water falls,
Horizon turns and sunset calls.

[Pagan Book of Hours]