Personal Devotions - Libations for the Gods
Lee
Within Brython there is no set formula for ritual. We find that each member is best left to work in a way that suits them and works best for them. Some members share a common thread of personal devotional work using a lunar cycle. So, at full and new moon offerings and libations are made to their own gods. There is crossover in which gods are honoured and at what phase of the moon this happens, but the actual devotional ‘ritual’ varies.
My own devotional work for the gods follows a formula set out below. The inital part is to light the Briganti flame – an oil lamp – and make an initial call to Briganti as flame keeper through whom the offerings are made in order to be passed on to the gods.
[Briganti flame is lit]
Brigantia, mother of the flame, may I pray with a good fire
Brigantia, mother of the flame, may I sacrifice well
Into the eye of the first one did Taranis blow life,
the frost in the bones of the land melts away,
the flesh of the land flushes with life
as the blood of the oceans runs hot on the shore
[from the central flame some charcoal is lit]
Brigantia of the flame,
weave our words into your veil, bear it aloft;
to Taranis the sky father
to the Grey Mare on the hill
and to the Lord in the Wave
[Incense is burnt]
[Hymn to the gods offered]
[Libations made]
Within Brython there is no set formula for ritual. We find that each member is best left to work in a way that suits them and works best for them. Some members share a common thread of personal devotional work using a lunar cycle. So, at full and new moon offerings and libations are made to their own gods. There is crossover in which gods are honoured and at what phase of the moon this happens, but the actual devotional ‘ritual’ varies.
My own devotional work for the gods follows a formula set out below. The inital part is to light the Briganti flame – an oil lamp – and make an initial call to Briganti as flame keeper through whom the offerings are made in order to be passed on to the gods.
[Briganti flame is lit]
Brigantia, mother of the flame, may I pray with a good fire
Brigantia, mother of the flame, may I sacrifice well
Into the eye of the first one did Taranis blow life,
the frost in the bones of the land melts away,
the flesh of the land flushes with life
as the blood of the oceans runs hot on the shore
[from the central flame some charcoal is lit]
Brigantia of the flame,
weave our words into your veil, bear it aloft;
to Taranis the sky father
to the Grey Mare on the hill
and to the Lord in the Wave
[Incense is burnt]
[Hymn to the gods offered]
[Libations made]
