The Early Stuff
Here is the poetry I wrote in the years previous to my dedication to my path at Samhain 2002.
In Your Stars?
Hymn of Thanks for Transformation
Invocation of the Goddess (Pentacle Invocation)
Charge of the Goddess
In Your Stars?
This was my first serious attempt at poetry. It was written in exasperation with the way fate seems to deal an uneven hand, the friend about whom this is written having suffered illness after illness throughout her life. It can be read simply as it is but, at the time, I was heavily immersed in books on paganism, astrology, alchemy and the Qabalah. The imagery of all these appear in the piece. The Shakespeare quote is at the heart of it and provided the title.
When aeons hang on a wild star © Angela Grant. 24/5/2000. |
Men at some time are masters of their fates:
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar.
Hymn of Thanks for Transformation
This is the sole product of my 'Egyptian Period'. Isis had the guiding hand that brought me into paganism and I was devoted to the Great Mother until I realised her spirit came from another land and I needed to be in touch with the spirits of my own land. Nonetheless I am very grateful for Her guidance in the formation of my path. At the time I wrote this I had been abroad for a serious operation. The 'land of pine and roses' is the State of Oregon, USA. For those not familiar with Kemetic symbolism Kheperi, Ra and Atum are three aspects of the Sun God. Kheperi, usually depicted as a scarab beetle or a scarab headed man, represents the sun at dawn and hence the east. Ra is the Sun at noon. Atum is the setting Sun and hence the west. Anubis is gatekeeper of the underworld and, since in the flat land of Egypt, the underworld was reached by crossing the horizon, Anubis became synonymous with the horizon. In hawk form Isis used her breath to bring life back to the restored body of Her husband Osiris.
O Isis! Lady of Life! So I fled from Kheperi the transformer And I found him in a land of pine and roses
at the world’s
rim O Isis! Lady of Light! © Angela Grant 8/4/2001 |
Invocation of the Goddess (Pentacle Invocation)
After my sojourn with Isis, I immersed myself in witchcraft
and, as a result, wrote some pieces suitable for ritual use. The majority
are too weak to stand publicity but the Invocation and the Charge that
follows it are among the better examples of my work at this time. The first
verse follows an earth invoking pentagram (hence the title) earth, water,
air, fire, spirit. For those unfamiliar, Drawing Down the Moon involves
the officiating priest drawing the energy of the Goddess down into the
officiating priestess. This can be a profound experience for the priestess
concerned, as I can confirm. However, there are dangers and it should never
be done lightly and only with reverence after proper
study and preparation.
| Lady, hear my soul’s call. World Mother, living stone, Sea Mother, oceans’ breath, Wind Mother, mind’s tempest, Flame Mother, passion’s fire, Soul Mother, spirit salve, Milk-white Moon, Ever changing, changeless, Womb of all nature, Mother of life. You who are ever with us, For Drawing Down the Moon: Otherwise: © Angela Grant 14/8/2002 |
Charge of the Goddess
The Charge is normally recited by the priestess who has had the Moon drawn
down into her. The original was written by Doreen Valiente and put into
modern language by Starhawk, to both of whom I owe a debt of gratitude.
However, I had real problems with the original and so wrote my own versions,
of
which
this
is the third
and
nearest
to
what I felt at the time. Now, in particular, I'm not so sure that the good-warm-light
and bad-cold-dark correlation is necessarily correct.
| I hear your soul’s call
and I am with you, For I am always with you. Call Me by any name and I will answer, For I am wisdom’s Queen. I hold all, I encompass all. Honour Me in all things you do, I am the spark, the flame that burns in all. For I am in all things as all things are born of Me, There is no secret, I am the beginning as I have always been, © Angela Grant 21/8/2002 |
