Her Sacred Fires Ritual

My friend Tamilia has posted her version of the Her Sacred Fires Ritual that she did this past evening.  You can read her blog post at the following link:



Wayfaring Woman’s Version of the Rite of Her Sacred Fires

Triple-formed representation of Hecate in marble; a Roman copy after an original of the Hellenistic period / Public Domain via Wikimedia Commons

Process to the ritual area. Ring bell three times.


Anoint self with consecrated oil, and ground and center. Bring attention to this place and moment, setting aside all else for this time. When ready, gaze at the altar.


Temple Opening


With clear water and purifying herbs, I cast out all unwanted influences.

Pick up the bowl of holy water and asperge the room and self, saying:

Hekas, hekas, este bebeloi!
Begone, begone, that which is profane!

Pause at the altar still holding the used khernips bowl. Carry the now impure bowl of khernips to a designated area away from the altar.

Here I stand, purified.




With pearl-white barley I consecrate the altar.

Pick up the bowl of barley and strew its contents across the altar.

Barley-blessed altar stand firm, joining the Mortal and Immortal Realms!

Pause. Stand in the presence of the barley covered altar for a time.

Here I stand, barley-blessed.




By the power of Hestia, the living flame, I ignite the holy fire and prepare the temple.

Pick up the lighter and light a white votive candle saying:

Fire, burn warm and radiant,
Be made godly for good sacrifice by blessed Hestia,
Whose delicate locks drip with soft oil.

Pause. Allow the glow of the flame to fill the room.

Here I stand, made holy by Hestia’s light.

Pause. Raise an opened bottle of wine.

To Hestia, I pour the first libation, for you own the first and last portion of every offering to the Deathless Gods.

Pour the wine.

Accept my offering. Be well disposed.


Cleansed with khernips, consecrated with barley, and blessed with flame, the temple is open.


Prelude and Purpose

Place both your hands on your heart (three heartbeats), your forefinger and middle finger of your dominant hand to your lips (three heartbeats), and then to your brow (three heartbeats). 

Place incense onto the charcoal.

I am come to this sacred place to honor Hekate, Most Manifest Goddess! She offers many blessings, much wisdom, and great insight to those who seek her mysteries. The magic of liminality, the generative power of transformation, and the measured grace of transitions are hers. Hekate, to you I pray, hear me!

Raise your hands to the sky, palms open. Now bring your right arm to your side, palm facing downwards and invoke the Goddess.



I invoke thee, Great Mistress of the Heaven, Earth and Sea,
By your mysteries of Night and Day,
By the Light of the Moon and the Shadow of the Sun
I invoke thee, Mistress of life, death and rebirth
Emerge now from the shadow realm to feed my soul and enlighten my mind,
Triple-formed Mistress of the three ways
I entreat thee, Key-bearing Mistress of the Nightwandering Souls
To bring forth your wisdom from amongst the stars
To bring down your starfire from the darkness between,
Creatrix of Light!
Goddess of the Shadow Realms! Light-bearing queen!
Whisper now your secrets!

Pour wine into the vessel.


Offerings to Mighty Hekate in Her Many Forms

Fire-bringer! Earthly-one! Queen of Heaven!
Many are your holy names.
I give you glory tonight in your many forms.

Trioditis & Chthonia – Oak (Quercus alba)

Khaire Hekate Trioditis, Lady of Crossroads! Khaire Hekate Chthonia, Lady of Earth!

It is Sophocles, long dead, who whispered of your power in liminal places where three roads meet. By his word, we know that you stand crowned in oak leaves at the crossroad – dread home of wandering spirits cloaked by night. By his word we know that you stand draped in coils of earth-loving serpents.

Hekate Trioditis, Hekate Chthonia, to you I offer oak, the holy tree whose leaves are your crown and whose bark has sympathy with the scales of serpents.

Accept my offering. Be well disposed.

Toss the oak into the vessel.


Propylaia & Kleidouchos – Wild Rue (Peganum harmala)

Khaire Hekate Propylaia, the One Before The Gate! Khaire Hekate Kleidouchos, Keeper of the Key!

With famed Deo and lovely Kore-Persephone, yours is Eleusis, the entrance to the initiatory Mysteries of life, death, and rebirth. Yours too are the gateways to the underworld and to the celestial abode. You keep and ward the gates between the worlds. So too do you hold the keys.

Hekate Propylaia, Hekate Kleidouchos, standing before the gates of my becoming holding the keys, to you I sacrifice wild rue, a potent herb that is both gate and key, known to those who pursue your mysteries.

Accept my offering. Be well disposed.

Toss the wild rue into the vessel!


Phosphorus & Soteira – Mullein (Verbascum thapsus)

Khaire Hekate Phosphoros, Light Bearer! Khaire Hekate Soteira, Saving One!

Light Bearer, I honor you as the blessed lady illuminating my path betwixt and between with twin torches in hand. Saving Goddess, crowned and enthroned, I celebrate you as the World Soul, holy aid in the mortal quest to know the faces of the gods and spirits.

To Hekate Phosphorus, to Hekate Soteira, I sacrifice mullein, a blessed plant whose dry leaves are torch bright when touched by flame.

Accept my offering. Be well disposed.

Toss the mullein into the vessel!



Ascertain whether the current offerings are acceptable to Hekate. Determine if more must be given and if so what it must be. Do as she asks immediately, making arrangements with her for additional offerings at another time if necessary.


Devotional Candle Lighting

Bright-coiffed Hekate, offerings of incense, wine, and sacred herbs have been gladly given. Bless me, Great Lady that I may thrive as an initiate of your mysteries.

Raise both hands with palms facing upwards to the heavens (three heartbeats) and then touch the altar palms downwards.

Focus. Stand before the red devotional candle for Hekate.

Hekate, companion and guide to the mysteries,
I light this sacred fire in your honor.

Light the fire.

May its light unite the stars and stones, the heavens and the earth!
With this fire I express my desire for a greater understanding of your mysteries.
Askei Kataskei Erōn Oreōn Iōr Mega Samnyēr Baui (3 times) Phobantia Semnē,
Great Hekate, who spins the web of the stars and governs the spiral of life
Guide me through towards pathways of understanding.
From Crossroad to Crossroad,
The Torchbearers and the Keybearers of your mysteries,
Will always find one another.


Lifting the Cup

Fill the chalice with wine. Hold the filled cup aloft.

Hekate I feel you with me tonight, and I celebrate my connection to your other devotees through you. Bless this cup Great Titan and Queen. Infuse the contents with knowledge of you, understanding of the Mysteries, and no small measure of your grace.

Drink from the cup.

I have lit the sacred fires of devotion.
I have drank the cup of your might.
Hail Hekate! Hail Hekate! Hail Hekate!
I banish now the shadows of doubt from my mind,
Infused by the silence and warmth of our union
I feel your golden radiance within my heart,
And the glory of knowledge on my brow,
I am a devotee of your mysteries.


Farewell and Closing

Pick up the bottle of wine and hold it aloft.

Trioditis, Lady at the Crossroads!
Chthonia, Lady of Earth!
I thank you!

Pour a libation of wine.

Propylaia, the One Before The Gate!
Kleidouchos, the Keeper of the Keys!
I thank you!

Pour a libation of wine.

Phosphorus, Light Bearer!
Soteira, Saving One!
I thank you!

Pour a libation of wine.

Mighty Hekate, I thank you for hearing my call.
I thank you for drawing me closer to you on this holy night.

Pause, then raise the bottle of wine again.

To Hestia, I pour the final libation, for you own the first and last portion of every offering to the Deathless Gods.

Pour the wine, then set the bottle of wine down. Pause for a moment.


Temple Closing

Place both hands on your heart (three heartbeats), your forefinger and middle finger of your dominant hand to your lips (three heartbeats), and then to your brow (three heartbeats).

Open your palms reaching towards the heaven, then reach down and touch the altar saying:

This rite is ended and the temple is closed, but her sacred fires endure. Long may Hekate’s fires burn!

 Let the devotional flame to Hekate burn until it expires.

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Witchcraft Chapter Five – Early America

by Ilil Arbel, Ph.D.

The Colonial experience was entirely different from the European one. The settlers, many of whom came from crowded cities, suddenly encountered open land, deep woods and magnificent countryside. Experiencing nature for the first time had its threatening side despite the beauty. Hostile native population, years of failed crops and starvation, diseases and pirates were always there.

In addition, many of the settlers brought their old superstitions. The fear of the supernatural did not disappear just because the people moved to a new country. They saw “signs” in any natural event such as meteorites, comets, or thunderbolts. These poor people used fasting and prayer to relieve the fear and the sense of helplessness.

Unfortunately, they believed that evil witches followed them to their new home. They had books about sorcery, written by people who knew nothing about the Old Religion. Some they brought from Europe, some they wrote in America. But unlike the Europeans, the settlers were not interested in complicated religious discussions. They just wanted to stop the witches from harming pigs, cattle, crops, and children.

Penalties for Witchcraft were the same as in Europe. However, the hysteria and mass executions did not occur, except later in Salem. Perhaps because of the sparse population, the settlers were more careful about destroying human lives.

The settlers saw the witches in two ways. One view assumed that the witches were isolated individuals or members of a small coven. They meant to help themselves and harm others, mostly for material gain. The second view was truly bizarre. The witches, supposedly, were heretical members of a Satanic cult, intending to destroy the Puritan outposts in America.

This demonic view was accepted in New England, where the Puritan clergy considered themselves God’s chosen people. They managed to create a serious climate of fear in the population.

The most famous clergyman to hold that view was Cotton Mather. Apparently, he was neither a monster nor a lunatic, but an intelligent, educated man, with some medical as well as religious knowledge. And yet, he talked about an “army of devils” ready to strike New England at any moment, and encouraged the settlers to fight a holy war against the powers of Evil.

To read the rest of this informative article please click on the following link: http://www.pantheon.org/areas/featured/witchcraft/chapter-5.html