C ONCLUSIONES

The Witches' Creed

Hear now the words of the witches, The secrets we hid in the night, When dark was our destiny's pathway, That now we bring forth into light, Mysterious water and fire, The earth and the wide-ranging air; By hidden quintessence we know them, And will and keep silent and dare. The birth and rebirth of all nature, The passing of winter and spring, We share with the life universal, Rejoice in magical ring. Four times in the year the Great Sabbat Returns, and the witches are seen at Lammas and Candlemas dancing, In may Eve and old Hallowe'en. When day-time and night-time are equal, When sun is greatest and least, The four lesser Sabbats are summoned, And Withes gather in feast. Thirteen silver moons in a year are, Thirteen is a coven's array. Thirteen times make a Esbat make merry, For each golden year and a day. The power that was passed down the age, Each time between a woman and man, Each century unto the other, Ere time and the age began. When drawn is the magical circle, By sword or athame of power, Its compass between two world lies, In kand of the shades for that hour. This world has no right the to know it, And the world of beyond will tell naught. The oldest of Gods are invoked there, The Grat Work of magic is wrought. For the two are mystical pillars, That stand at the gate of the shrine, And two ate the powers of nature, The forms and the forces devine. The dark and the light in siccession, The opposites each onto each, Shown forth as a God and a Godess: Of this our ancestors teach. By night he's wild wind's rider, The Horn'd One, the Lord of the Shades. By day he's the King of the Woodland, The dweller in green forest glades. She is youthful or oldas she pleases, She sails the torn clouds in her barque, The bright silver lady of midnight, The crone who weaves spells in the dark. The master and mistress of magic, That dwell in the deeps of the mind, Immortal and ever-renewing, With power to free or to bind. So drink the good wine to the Old Gods, And Dance and make love in their praise, Till Elphame's fair land shall recieve us In peace at the end of our days. And Do What You Will be the challenge, So be it Love that harms none, For this is the only commandment. By Magic of old, be it done!

Source: http://www.controverscial.com

The Wiccan Rede

bide within the Law you must, in perfect Love and perfect Trust. Live you must and let to live, fairly take and fairly give. For tread the Circle thrice about to keep unwelcome spirits out. To bind the spell well every time, let the spell be said in rhyme. Light of eye and soft of touch, speak you little, listen much.

Honor the Old Ones in deed and name, let love and light be our guides again.

Deosil go by the waxing moon, chanting out the joyful tune. Widdershins go when the moon doth wane, and the werewolf howls by the dread wolfsbane.

When the Lady's moon is new, kiss the hand to Her times two. When the moon rides at Her peak then your heart's desire seek. Heed the North winds mighty gale, lock the door and trim the sail. When the Wind blows from the East, expect the new and set the feast. When the wind comes from the South, love will kiss you on the mouth. When the wind whispers from the West, all hearts will find peace and rest. Nine woods in the Cauldron go, burn them fast and burn them slow. Birch in the fire goes to represent what the Lady knows. Oak in the forest towers with might, in the fire it brings the God's insight. Rowan is a tree of power causing life and magick to flower. Willows at the waterside stand ready to help us to the Summerland. Hawthorn is burned to purify and to draw faerie to your eye. Hazel-the tree of wisdom and learning adds its strength to the bright fire burning. White are the flowers of Apple tree that brings us fruits of fertility. Grapes grow upon the vine giving us both joy and wine. Fir does mark the evergreen to represent immortality seen.

Elder is the Lady's tree burn it not or cursed you'll be. Four times the Major Sabbats mark in the light and in the dark. As the old year starts to wane the new begins, it's now Samhain. When the time for Imbolc shows watch for flowers through the snows. When the wheel begins to turn soon the Beltane fires will burn. As the wheel turns to Lamas night power is brought to magick rite. Four times the Minor Sabbats fall use the Sun to mark them all. When the wheel has turned to Yule light the log the Horned One rules. In the spring, when night equals day time for Ostara to come our way. When the Sun has reached it's height time for Oak and Holly to fight. Harvesting comes to one and all when the Autumn Equinox does fall. Heed the flower, bush, and tree by the Lady blessed you'll be. Where the rippling waters go cast a stone, the truth you'll know. When you have and hold a need, harken not to others greed. With a fool no season spend or be counted as his friend. Merry Meet and Merry Part bright the cheeks and warm the heart. Mind the Three-fold Laws you should three times bad and three times good. When misfortune is enow wear the star upon your brow. Be true in love this you must do unless your love is false to you.

"An Ye Harm None, Do What Ye Will"

Source: http://www.wicca.com/celtic/wicca/rede.htm

The Wiccan Credo

The Wiccan Credo was released in the 70s, of Lady Gwen Thompson, who is said to have learned it from his grandmother. It is also called "The Rede of Wiccae," which has let it be confused with The Wiccan Rede.

Bide the Wiccan Laws we must.

In Perfect Love and Perfect Trust.

Live and let live, Fairly take and fairly give.

Cast the Circle thrice about To keep the evil spirits out.

To bind the spell every time Let the spell be spake in rhyme.

Soft of eye and light of touch, Speak but little, listen much.

Deosil go by waxing moon, Chanting out the Witches' Rune.

Widdershins go by waning moon, Chanting out the baneful rune.

When the Lady's moon is new, Kiss thy hand to Her, times two.

When the moon rides at her peak, Then your heart's desire seek.

Heed the North wind's mighty gale, Lock the door and drop the sail.

When the wind comes from the South, Love will kiss thee on the mouth.

When the wind blows from the West, Departed souls will have no rest.

When the wind blows from the East, Expect the new and set the feast.

Nine woods in the cauldron go, Burn them fast and burn them slow.

Elder be the Lady's tree, Burn it not or cursed you'll be.

When the Wheel begins to turn, Let the Beltane fires burn.

When the Wheel has turned to Yule, Light the log, the Horned One rules.

Heed ye Flower, Bush and Tree, By the Lady, Blessed Be.

Where the rippling waters go, Cast a stone and truth you'll know.

When ye have a true need, Hearken not to others' greed.

With a fool no season spend, Lest ye be counted as his friend.

Merry Meet and Merry Part, Bright the cheeks and warm the heart.

Mind the Threefold Law you should, Three times bad and three times good.

When misfortune is enow, Wear the blue star on thy brow.

True in Love ever be, Lest thy lover's false to thee.

Eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill:

As Ye Harm None, Do What Ye Will.

Source: http://www.enchantedforest.dk/wicca/credo.html

Drawing Down the Moon

All ye assembled at mine shrine, Mother Darksome and Divine.

Mine the Scourge and mine the Kiss, Here I charge you in this sign All ye assembled in my sight, Bow before my spirit bright,

Aphrodite, Arianrod, Lover of the Horned God,

Mighty Queen of Witchery and night, Morgan, Etione, Nisene,

Diana, Bridgid, Melusine, Am I named of old by men,

Artemis and Cerridwen,

Hell's dark mistress, Heaven's Queen.

Ye who ask of me a rune, Or would ask of me a boon, Meet me in some secret glade, Dance my round in greenwood shade,

By the light of the Full Moon.

In a place, wild and lone, Dance about mine altar stone;

work my holy mystery.

Ye who are feign to sorcery, I bring ye secrets yet unknown.

No more shall ye know slavery, who give true worship unto me.

Ye who tread my round on Sabbat night, come ye naked to the rite,

in token that ye be really free.

I teach ye the mystery of rebirth, work ye my mysteries in mirth.

Heart joined to heart and lip to lip, five are the points of fellowship,

that bring ye ecstacy on earth, for I am the cicle of rebirth.

I ask no sacrifice, but do bow, no other Law but love I know, by naught but love may I be known.

All things living are mine own, from me they come, to me they go.

I invoke Thee and call upon Thee Mighty Mother of us all.

Bringer of Fruitfulness by seed and by root.

I invoke Thee by stem and bud.

I invoke Thee by life and love

and call upon Thee to descend into the body Of this Thy Priestess and Servant.

Hear with her ears, speak with her tongue, touch with her hands, kiss with her lips,

that thy servants may be fulfilled.

Source: http://web.akasha.no/bos/drmoon.html

The Great Rite Invocation

Assist me to erect the ancient altar, At which in days past all worshipped;

The great altar of all things.

For in times of old, woman was the altar.

Thus was the altar made and placed, and the sacred place was the point

within the center of the circle.

As we have of old been taught that the point within the center is the origin of all things.

Therefore should we adore it;

Therefore whom we adore we also invoke.

O Circle of Stars,

Whereof our Father is but the younger brother, Marvel beyond imagination, soul of infinite space,

Before whom time is ashamed,

The mind bewildered, and the understanding dark, Not unto thee may we attain unless thine image be love.

Therefore, by seed and root, and stem and bud, And leaf and flower and fruit do we invoke thee.

O Queen of Space, O Jewel of Light, Continuous One of the heavens;

Let it be ever thus

That men speak not of thee as One, but as None;

And let them not speak of thee at all, Since thou art continuous.

For thou art the point within the Circle, which we adore;

The point of life, without which we would not be.

And in this way truly are erected the holy twin pillars, In beauty and in strength were they erected

To the wonder and glory of all men.

Altar of mysteries manifold, the sacred circle's secret point

thus do I sign thee as of old with kisses of my lips anoint.

Open for me the secret way, the pathway of intelligence, beyond the gates of night and day, beyond the bounds of time and sense.

behold the mystery aright, the five true points of fellowship, here where the Lance and Grail unite and feet, and knees, and breast, and lip.

Source: http://web.akasha.no/bos/greatrite.html

Stories

Air Meditation

It is dawn. I find myself in a forest filled with Aspen trees. I raise my eyes and look for the sky, but the boughs looming overhead hide it from my view. As I look up, feel the cool breeze of spring brush my face, and hear the sound of the rustling leaves. Blowing, laughing from the east, Eurus brings thoughts of renewal and life. I follow the wind further into the soft shadows of the forest, inhaling deeply the strong scent of the trees. I smell, too, the wafting hints of fragrant incense. I follow where my senses lead me and come to a small clearing circled by burning censers filled with sweet-smelling oils. Toward the east end of the circle is a staff. I walk over to the place and sit on the ground before it. I take the staff into my hands and close my eyes. First come swirling colors of white then yellow then fading darker into lavender. Then, out of the swirling fog of colors come dozens of small, lithe figures who swirl around as if carried on the wind itself. They dance around my head and body, swirling around as if caught in a dance to unheard music. Then, taking my attention from the spirits of the air, I look up to find further figures emerging from the mist. First comes a woman with the beauty of the dawn. As she steps forward, each of the four winds, in turn, hasten from around here and fly, one to each of the four corners of the earth. As she fades, there comes another whose form seems insubstantial, and seems to constitute both the image of a woman and a cow at the same time. I look closely the attempt to solidify one form, but I cannot. As this image fades, I am presented with the forms of two women who immediately remind me of the nighttime sky. One glows with the pale light of the full moon, and her eyes hold the fullness of hidden knowledge. The other, whom also seems to radiate cool starlight, seems to embody the possibilities of many lifetimes. In due course, these figures too fade and I am left with only the mist of the elemental world of air. Suddenly, three male figures issue from the mist. They seem to be three aspects of one man, but each's attributes differ. The first glows with the light of the moon, seeming to be its protector. The second and third appear almost identical, except that one has a winged helmet and shoes. As I sit and study the sameness and difference of the three, they begin to fade, as does the fog.

When the mist clears, I find myself sitting within the circle still clutching the staff in my hands. I place the staff once again on the ground and rise. I thank the element of air, and all it is associated with for sharing with me its wisdom, and leave the circle.

Source: The Internet Book Of Shadows

The place where you relax

I find myself on a beach. I begin to walk down the beach. I feel the rush of the ocean I hear the ocean roar. When I suddenly encounters a beautiful stone which I picked up. When I look at it, I can see a pattern, but it is very interpret.

I put the stone in my pocket and go on. When I reach the end of the beach there is a forest I walk into the woods. When I find myself in the middle of a lot of trees I see a body condition in a tree. With a reverse pattern. I'm taking my rock and looks fit in the hole. When I final take me along to put the stone in the hole, I see a litte pice of wood that fits in between my stone and wood which I put between. Whereupon there arises the nicest light with all the beautiful colors. Whereupon I feel engulfed by the light when I can again see a different light, I see that I am in a room in a house. Before me is a post with the same sign that was in the tree. But now I no longer my stone or piece of wood which should be in between. But suddenly I can hear someone walking.

And so opened the door and in came a young girl. By asking me what I was doing here in Hindes bedroom. And then I say "I know magic I know many things spirituale. But this portal does not make sense for where the stones and the small piece of wood. " Whereupon the young girl says. It is my portal I created it to have a free place in nature and it took me. Therefore I created this portal. But the problem is that it works only once with a stone and a piece of wood. So when you've used it once and you are forced to make a new stick. And find a new stone. Whereupon she said "Here is a stone here is a stick. Now you need to carve the pattern of the stick. " I begin to slit, finally I finished. Now when I'm done saying the young girl that I should write a Spell to get home. when I finish my spell. She says that I'm aware that I have found myself to Ratte with my Indian spirituality. Then she gives me a hug and says I am always welcome. I ask if I have to go home right away which she says no you can just stay here. Whereupon I put myself on the edge of beds Hindes bed and we begin to sing. We sing and sing about all the good things of life. And about all the difficult situations you may be exposed to and whether you should live his life as best you can although it is sometimes very hard. Since we can not find more to sing about. If it was night outside so we go out and lie us, under the stars and talk about everything from good to evil.

We go up again and into Hindes bedroom. I take the magic stone and the piece of wood I have sliced and ahead of me and make a circle of candles and sit in the middle of the circle in which I say "Tree of wood and stone of stone help me comeback again let me see my light again and easily denne være permanent stone and a permanent picas of wood easy this portal be permanent, and be blessed spirit "I turn bright which I give the girl a huge hug

We go up again and into Hindes bedroom. I take the magic stone and the piece of wood I have sliced and ahead of me and make a circle of candles and sit in the middle of the circle in which I say "Tree of wood and stone of stone help me comeback again let me see my light again and easily denne være permanent stone and a permanent picas of wood easy this portal be permanent, and be blessed spirit "I turn bright which I give the girl a huge hug