Category Archives: Devotion

A Prayer to Sequana

This a prayer to Sequana, Gaulish Goddess of the River Seine.

Sequana

Sequana
Flow, like a river
Through our practice:
Constant, patient,
Sometimes rapid,
Often meandering.
You stand on the shore,
Watching,
You are the river,
Flowing,
You are the water,
Yielding,
And yet you flow.
Your name is a prayer in itself
I say it now:
Sequana
Sequana,
River goddess

Times of Uncertainty

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Times of Uncertainty

We find ourselves today in times of uncertainty as the Covid-19 pandemic reaches out to touch all our lives. We call to the Kindreds to protect us in these times.

There are certain, practical things that we can do to protect ourselves: limit our exposure to others, washing our hands, being aware of the potential for contamination in the world around us. Practical hygiene will go a long way in protecting us in an immediate sense.

As people with relationships to the spirits and Kindreds, this is an excellent time to call to them daily to ask for their help and protection and to thank them for the blessings we already have. I truly believe that they listen and even an offering of “thank you” is an offering, nonetheless.

As a leader and as a priest, if I can be of any assistance, please feel free to reach out to myself or any of the Mother Grove and / or Clergy Council for assistance. If we cannot help you directly, we will find someone who can.

Blessings,

Rev. Jean (Drum) Pagano

Archdruid, ADF

In My Corner (Corner Prayer)

Green Man Altar

In my corner of the room,

I call to my household Gods,

To give them a home,

With offerings of water,

And shelter,

And honour.

Cernunnos Altar

In my corner of this shrine,

I call to the Ancestors,

To give them a home,

With offerings of memory,

And recollection,

And whiskey,

For their thirst.

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In my corner of this yard,

I call to the Earth Mother,

To give her a place to rest,

With offerings of peace,

Amidst the flowers,

Amidst the plants,

Amidst the life in slow-motion.

Ara Trees One

In my corner of this forest,

I call to the spirits of Nature,

To be part of the flow,

With offerings of observation,

The stream babbles its name,

The leaves rustle their story,

The wind sings to the land.

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In my corner of the sky,

I call to the many Gods,

Shining down upon me with their rays,

With offerings of prayers and palms to the sky,

I lift this gifts up to you,

I capture the bounty down-pouring,

I gather this moment,

In my corner of time.