Providence (A Prayer)

Holy and eternal Gods,
Who are the source and fountain of all that is good,
I praise and worship you this morn.
I come to you in adoration,
I come to you with thanks for all your wondrous gifts.

Pray help me to remain close to you this day.
Keep me ever within your care.

May I be a channel for your providence within the world,
Bringing your gifts to those around me
In whatever way is most fitting for me.

Hail, you blessed Immortals.
Hail, holy patrons and guides.
Hail and ever honor, all you Gods!

A Prayer for Aretē

O bright and holy Gods
Who are the source and fountain of all that is good,
Who fill the cosmos with your blessings,
I come to you in my need.

O providential Gods, mighty saviors,
Who know all things throughout the whole world,
Who care for all mortal creatures,
I entrust my cares to you.

Brilliant Apollon of the golden lyre,
Whose gifts bring balance, poise, harmony,
Set each part of my soul, my life, in due order.
In all things, grant perfect, proper measure.

Lord Dionysos, ever-future king,
Captivated by the mirror, torn apart yet reborn entire,
Direct my gaze toward what is good.
Bring me to unity: in my soul, in my life, in my devotion.

Mighty Zeus, father and creator,
Source of all life, ruler of all things,
Uphold and sustain me, in justice, truth, and piety.
Bring me through life’s storms, to your blessed harbor.

All you holy Gods whom I adore,
Who fill every cosmos – large and small – with your gifts,
Perfect my soul. Bring me to aretē.
I come to you in trust, and in supplication.

For Ourania

Blessed Muse, crowned with stars,
Your soft, gentle touch
Draws me upward, on high.

Wise lady, you see all
The course of the stars,
You mark sacred measures,
You know full well all
They send down here to Earth.

Gentle leader, guide, beloved Goddess,
Pray lead me, guide me,
Illumine my way,
Bring me home.

(April 2020)

This Too is Love

Almighty mother of the Erotes
Whose arrows excite and impel
Whose persuasion none can resist
Ineluctable charms draw ever upward
Recalling soul to her source
Setting a divine spark within
Enkindling there an all-consuming flame.

Yet sometimes, softly, in silence,
You whisper to me, “Rest.”
And this, too, is love.

Evening Song

In the darkness, twin candles
burn brightly at your shrine,
illumine you Nine Holy Muses,
who illumine me in turn.

You breathe in the incense –
breathe into me, I pray;
inspire me by your presence.

You for whom honeyed tapers
burn down – lay upon me
gifts from your sacred beehives.

(May 2020)

A Diviner’s Prayer

Apollon who see all things, 
From the highest summits to the lowest valleys, 
In the sea and the depths beneath the earth, 

Apollon who know all things, 
Each step in the dance of the stars, 
The wisdom upwelling from the heart of the Earth, 

Apollon who harmonize all things, 
Through the gifts of the Muses 
and your care for the winds, 

Apollon who guide those who call to you, 
Inspire me with your voice of truth, 
Bringing wisdom, guidance, and clarity, 

Apollon whose gift and treasure is the mantic art, 
Be with me in this reading, I pray.
Help me to honor you through this work.

Hymn to Kleio

I hymn you, O Muse, I hymn blessed Kleio, 
I honor you here in the quiet of night. 
You illlumine my mind, you give shape to my story, 
I remember life’s journey, piece by piece, in your sight.

You bring not merely snippets, sterile data and facts, 
But the narrative thread that will stitch them up tight. 
You help me to tell a true tale of my life: 
A story that shows sacred purpose aright.

Well-arranging my tale – where I’ve come from, and why – 
With your help, holy Muse, hidden links come to light. 
Through story, I see my path up to this point, 
Pointing into a future that’s hopeful and bright.

(May 2019)

To Remember (For Mnemosyne)

All too often, we dismember:
Rend part from part, limb
From limb: opponents and enemies,
Flesh of the living Earth,
Even our own precious lives.
Deny coherence, blot out meaning,
Tear thought from thought, leaving
Each one discrete, isolated, alone.
Thinking “there is not, nor
Ever was, a greater whole.”

What would it be, if
Slowly, softly, mindfully, we remember?
Put our thoughts back together?
Find connection, pattern through all?
If we tell structured stories,
With beginning, middle, and end?
See each moment, each life
Fitting, forming a cosmic whole?
A world full of meaning,
A world we might remember.

Mnemosyne, Lady of Sweet Recollection,
Please help us to remember.