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YOU MIGHT BE PAGAN IF.........
When you're sworn in in court, you bring your own grimoire
You've been seen talking to cats. They talk back. You understand what they're saying.
When asked if you believe in God, you ask, "Which one?"
You know what "widdershins" means. You apply it.
You have a frequent buyer card at the local antique bookstore. The proprietor of said bookstore picks out anything to do with the Celts and saves it for you.
You know that there are exceptions to the laws of physics. You've caused them.
The first thing your guests say is, "My, that's a nice... altar ... you have there."
On Halloween, you yell "Happy New Year!" at passers-by.
You know that Christmas trees were originally pagan symbols. That's why you bought one.
You have friends who say they are elves. You believe them.
You commit blasphemy in the plural.
Upon dying, your first thought is, "Darn it, not AGAIN."
When you say "Mother Nature," you don't mean it in an anthropomorphic way.
You know that there is a right way and a wrong way to draw a pentacle. You can explain the difference.
You've spent the last year and a half looking for a familiar.
You talk to trees. They talk back.
You know dragons and fae exist. You've seen them.
Painting yourself blue, spiking your hair, and dancing naked around a bonfire sounds like large amounts of fun.
You've seen "The Craft". You know where they were
making stuff up in "The Craft". You have explained this to other people. You can do it better than they did it in "The Craft". You know it's a load of crap.
You understand the symbolism behind a maypole.
You've ever ended a phone call with "so mote it be."
You think that "Scott Cunningham" is a household name...
You feel that there is no such thing as having too many cats...
The emergency calls you get at work are your teenagers wanting to know the whereabouts of the extra candles, incense or other misc. ritual items.
Someone asks you what you are doing wandering around in the woods wearing a robe, and you answer cheerfully: "Going to church!"
Your children go around telling people that "the Goddess loves you."
You're reading this list. You understand what it's talking about.
Witches Chants
THE WITCHES RUNE
DARK OF NIGHT AND RISING MOON, EAST, THEN SOUTH, THEN WEST, THEN NORTH TO EACH WE SING A WITCHES' TUNE THAT CALLS THE ANCIENT POWERS FORTH. CUP FOR WATER, FIERY SWORD, A PENTACLE TO TOUCH THE EARTH, AIRY WAND, ALL IN A CORD; LADY, GUIDE US TO REBIRTH. WHITE FOR BIRTH, AND GREEN FOR LIFE. AND BLACK FOR ALL THE WORLDS BETWEEN, CAULDRON, CENSOR, SCOURGE AND KNIFE ALL CELEBRATE THE TRIPLE QUEEN. QUEEN OF HEAVEN, EARTH AND HELL ANCIENT HUNTER OF THE NIGHT, JOIN US AS WE SING THIS SPELL: ALL LOVE AND PLEASURE ARE HER RITES. BY ALL THE POWERS OF LAND AND SEA, BY ALL THE MIGHT OF MOON AND SUN, AS I WILL, SO MOTE IT BE: CHANT THE SPELL, AND BE IT DONE.
POWER CHANT
I take the power in my hands
From air and fire, water and land
Power of the angels and divinity
Moves ands pulsates, the energy in me
I build, I birth, I bring form,
I raise with might and energy storm.
I shape I build the ultimate power
From me blooms a perfect flower
Of strength
Of healing
I reign....
Old Witchcraft Chant used in "The Craft"
Now is the time,
now is the hour,
I am the magick,
I am the power.
The Old Ones
" To the Old Ones, Merry Meet and Merry Part and Merry Meet Again." Take a drink of your wine with the words: Flags, Flax, Fodder and Fig This is an old blessing which means: Shelter, Clothes, Food, Love. The 4 F's. And if you follow the God and Goddess, you will find that you always have enough to make your way in life. As the saying goes: The Old Ones Never Let You Starve. Lift up the Athame to the East draw the Banishing Pentagram with these words. Ye guardians of the East; I thank Ye for Attending; Hail and Farewell !!!
\/\/\/\/ We Are Witches All \/\/\/\/
We sing and dance and hold our rites, We live and love together. We go sky-clad or wear our outer robes If it is chilling weather. About the altar we do dance; We praise The Gods We love and ever do, we give Our thanks to the sun. And moon above, We are The Craft; Love The Craft; We are Witches All. Join us.. In Our Circle For We Are Witches All. Walk into our Circle and feel the love Bound, And Meet The Lord and Lady who guide us in our Rounds; " An' Harm None, Do What Thou Wilt." It is The Wiccan Rede. We fear no foe for love we show, In thought and also Deed. Our words of thanks, our songs of praise, We offer them in pray'r. We sing their praise, we ask their help; We know that they are there.
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 little, listen much.
Deosil go by the waxing moon,
Chanting out the Witches' Rune.
Widdershins go by the waning moon,
Chanting out the baneful rune.
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 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 and 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:
An ye harm none, do what ye will.
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