Since several people asked for a copy of the Full Moon ritual, or at least the Wolf Invocation Journey, from this past week’s Spirit Circle, I decided this would be a good excuse to get back in the habit of using my blog to share it!
Wolf Moon Invocation Journey
YOU ARE WOLF, PATHFINDER, TRUE SPIRIT OF THE FREE AND UNSPOILED WILDERNESS.
YOU ARE LONE, FOR NOW, BUT YOUR PACKMATES ARE NEVER FAR AWAY,
WITHIN SCENT, IF NOT WITHIN SIGHT, AS YOU STALK THE EARTH.
TONIGHT YOU ROAM A WINTRY LANDSCAPE,
DRIVEN SOME DISTANCE FROM YOUR GATHERING PLACES,
PUSHED PAST THE LIMITS OF YOUR NORMAL TERRITORY,
SPURRED ON BY HUNGER.
THE MOON ABOVE IS BRIGHT, AND ROUND, AND LUMINOUS.
IT SHINES ON THE FROZEN LANDSCAPE ALL AROUND YOU,
TURNING SNOW-COVERED GROUND INTO SHIMMERING PLAIN
AND SMOOTH, BLANKETED RISES.
YOUR SENSES ARE QUICKENED, AND YOU LOOK TO THE MOON
AND THE HUNGER BURNS WITHIN.
EAST
YOU TURN TO THE EAST AND SNIFF THE AIR
YOU CAN SMELL THE SNOW, CLEAN AND CRYSTALLINE IN YOUR SNOUT.
YOU HEAR THE WIND IN THE TREES WITH YOUR SHARP EARS
A HEARTBEAT BEFORE YOU FEEL ITS ICY BREATH
WHICH MAKES YOUR FUR TO STIFFEN
AND YOUR MIND TO BRIGHTEN… TO CLEAR.
WAFTING THROUGH THE AIR YOU TRACK THE SCENT
OF MEAT, FIRE-MEAT FROM THE HUMAN HOME,
REMINDING YOU OF THE NEED IN YOUR BELLY.
YOU LIFT YOUR THROAT AND RAISE YOUR VOICE
IN A LONG HOWL OF GREETING:
OH, GREAT SPIRIT OF WIND…
HELP ME TO ASK THE RIGHT QUESTION.
SOUTH
IN THE SOUTH, FOLLOWING THE DIRECTION OF THE SOUNDS
CARRIED TO YOU ON THE WIND,
YOU TURN TO SEE A FIRE, BURNING HOT AND IMMUTABLE,
EVEN IN THIS FROZEN PLACE.
YOUR WILL STIRS, YOUR DETERMINATION FIXES.
THE PASSION TO CONSUME NOURISHMENT OVERTAKES YOU.
THE FIRE IN YOUR BELLY RISES, FLARING UPWARD
LIKE THE TONGUES OF FLAME BLAZING IN THE DISTANCE.
YOU LIFT UP YOUR THROAT AND RAISE YOUR VOICE
IN A LONG HOWL OF GREETING:
OH, GREAT SPIRIT OF FIRE…
HELP ME TO CONNECT WITH THE PASSION OF MY WILL.
WEST
FROM THE WEST, YOU HEAR A YIP OF JOY,
A SNUFFLING WHINE OF DESIRE,
AND YOU SENSE YOUR PACKMATES HAVE PICKED UP THE SCENT
AS YOU HAVE
AND ARE BURSTING WITH LOVE OF THE CHASE,
A FLOWING YEARNING FOR THE PROCESS OF FINDING FOOD.
TO SATISFY THE NEED IN YOUR BELLY,
YOU SATISFY THE DESIRE OF YOUR HEART
AND AS YOU PREPARE TO CHARGE FORWARD
YOU LIFT UP YOUR THROAT AND RAISE YOUR VOICE
IN A LONG HOWL OF GREETING:
OH, GREAT SPIRIT OF FIRE…
KINDLE AND KEEP IN ME THE LOVE OF THE PURSUIT OF FULFILLMENT
NORTH
FILLED WITH KNOWLEDGE, AND PASSION, AND DRIVE,
YOU BEGIN TO FEEL THE PULL, DOWN DEEP WITHIN YOU;
THE NEED TO FEED,
THE NEED TO QUENCH THE RAVENOUS HUNGER,
A PHYSICAL NEED, DOWN IN YOUR BELLY,
BUT ALSO IN YOUR LOINS
LIKE THE NEED FOR SEX
OR THE DRIVE TO SURVIVE
YOU EMBRACE THE FLOOD OF ENERGY
YOU BRACE YOURSELF, READIED FOR ACTION
PREPARED TO SPRING INTO MOVEMENT
FORWARD, ACROSS THE EARTH
YOU NEED TO FEEL YOUR FEET POUNDING
AGAINST THE SNOW-COVERED TERRAIN
IN PURSUIT
OF SATISFACTION
YOU LIFT UP YOUR THROAT AND RAISE YOUR VOICE
IN A LONG HOWL OF GREETING:
OH, GREAT SPIRIT OF EARTH…
KEEP ME IN TOUCH WITH MY PRIMAL CONNECTION TO THE POWER
DIVINITY
A LONE CLOUD HAS SLIPPED, UNNOTIECED
ACROSS THE ROUND, WHITE MOON
AND AS YOU LOWER YOUR HEAD,
HOWL TRALING OFF WITH AN ECHO
INTO THE STILL NIGHT,
YOUR SENSES ARE PULLED SKYWARD ONCE MORE AS THE CLOUD PASSES
THE LUNAR LIGHT SUDDENLY PULSATES
WITH INTENSIFIED BRILLIANCE
AND THE GREAT SPIRIT OF ALL
NOW MALE, NOW FEMALE, NOW BOTH, NOW NEITHER
SREAMS FORTH FROM the ENERGY OF THE SUN
TRANSMITTED TO THE EARTH BY THE MOON,
EVEN IN THE DARK TIME OF TURNING AWAY
CHARGE:
I BRING TO YOU TONIGHT A CHARGE FROM SPIRIT.
LEAVE YOUR SEAT, AS YOU ARE LED
APPROACH THE ALTAR WITH YOUR CHARGED STONE
TOUCH IT TO REPRESENTATIONS OF ELEMENTS OR DIVINITY
AND SPEAK YOUR OATHS,
SPEAK YOUR NEED, SPEAK YOUR HUNGER
SPEAK YOUR DESIRE, SPEAK YOUR COMMITMENT
MAKE THOSE BONDS FAST, BETWEEN YOU AND SPIRIT
AND TAKE YOUR TOKEN HOME AS A REMEMBRANCE OF THIS NIGHT
AND THE FUTURE PLENTY THAT WILL COME YOUR WAY
Enjoy… and happy holidays!
