Calendar of the Sun 5 Blutmonath Herne's Day I: Prey
Colour: Brown and green Element: Earth Altar: On a cloth of brown and green lay dried leaves, pine incense, a vase of dead branches with dry leaves attached, antlers, and figures of deer. The room is dark, lit with a single green candle. Offerings: Cobs of corn. Willingness to face a fear that is pursuing you. Daily Meal: Vegetarian. Invocation to Herne I Hail, Lord of the Forest! The deer are gathering In these your deepest woods, Great stag with antlers wide and proud, Soft-eyed doe for whom The warriors clash their horns, Delicate fawn mottled as the underbrush. The hares are finding Their winter burrows, The squirrels collecting Their hoards of fodder, The pheasant and quail Readying themselves for the season Of death on many sides. You who understands The desperate chase, Heart pounding, feet pounding, Knowing well that death Is your destiny, Help us to make peace With the oncoming challenge And to know that it is only One of our many moments In the cycle of life. Chant: Horned One, Lover, Son, Leaper in the corn Deep in the Mother Die and be reborn. (As the last sound of the chant dies away, all bow to the altar and leave room in silence.)
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