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In invocation to Mannanán mac Lir
God of the sea, who controls the ocean. I offer to you, my deepest devotion. A God of the Sidhe, and keeper of gates. A liminal God that can cross between states. Your boat, it is said, can travel all the seas. “Wave sweeper”, its name, rivaled the breeze. The fish are your livestock they fill your domain. Your horses, the waves, run wild without reins. The weather changes with your simple command, and you weave your magic to protect your lands. I call to you now, Mannanán mac Lir! May you hear my voice, and join me here. ~ Amber Araneae 2019 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A Devotional Prayer to Mannanán mac Lir I hear your waves, But I’m trapped inside here. I smell your ocean, But the walls interfere. I see your fish, But only land is nearby I touch your water, But my hand is dry. I feel your Breeze, But I’m bundled up tight. I yearn for your sea, But I’m not there tonight. I sense you now, Mannanán mac Lir. I’m far from your ocean, but my heart holds you dear. ~Amber Araneae 2019
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Come to us shepherd
Come with thy mighty horns Come on thy goats hooves Mighty Pan come! Come with your pipes song Come to us primal one Come to us panic God Mighty Pan come! *repeat 3+ times, each time faster and lead directly into invocation* Invocation to Pan Pan the god that’s beast and man You play your pipe throughout the land Shepherd of sheep you tend the heard God of the flocks, please hear these words Horns of a goat, body of flesh Be welcome here as an honored guest God of the wine and ecstasy God of frenzy you make men flee A physical god of sexual lust The playful horned god that inspires us Your sensual eyes with all their fire God of the wild and primal desire Your music plays and around you prance We cannot help but want to dance Oh great Pan, we pour this wine We wear these horns*, our magic aligns Mighty horned one, our intentions are true! Accept this gifts we offer to you! *In ritual, participants were given horns to wear to align our magic with Pan. |