It is raining today.

The rain is my special attachment to the weather. Maybe it is my name sake, or maybe it is just the way it washes away the exterior part of my life as it renews my days here on this plane.

As I stood outside the rain washing down on me, these words came pouring through my head. I just thought I would share

~ The Blessing Chant ~ From Scott Cunningham's "Wicca: A Guide for the Solitary Practitioner"

~ The Blessing Chant ~

"May the powers of The One,
The source of all creation;
All-pervasive, omnipotent, eternal;
May the Goddess,
The lady of the Moon;
And the God,
Horned hunter of the Sun;
May the powers of the spirits of the stones,
Rulers of the elemental realms;
May the powers of the stars above and the earth below,
Bless this place, and this time, and I who am with you."

From Scott Cunningham's "Wicca: A Guide for the Solitary Practitioner"