Invocation for Inanna's Ancient Priestxes

O you holy ones of Inanna

You Priestxes of ancient times

We call to you

To the kurgarra, musicians of the goddess

Shaking and stamping and strumming

Making sounds pleasing to Her ears

To the sal-zikrum, the women-men priests of the goddess

Dressed in your sacred garb

To the kulu’u, the kalum, who composed the hymns singing her praise

The fire of Inanna burned in your hearts

As she has burned in ours

To the assinnu, you lament singers of Inanna

Swaying and calling to Her

Grieving her as she hung underground

And to asushummir, made of light

Made of dust to slip between the worlds

Neither man nor woman

You descended between the gates

To bring the waters of life, the food of life,

To Inanna, so She could rise again

O you holy ones of Inanna

Alight like I am alight

In between like I am in between

Be here now

Ancestors, we call you home

Hail and welcome!

The Elements of Loving

Last night, we celebrated the Loving Moon, exploring the presence of love and pleasure in our lives. Enjoy the poetry of these elemental invocations in all their sensual expansiveness!

Charge of the Rainbow Goddessx

Charge of the Rainbow Goddessx

(written by Rainbow Melissa ra Karit & the RMC Loving Moon committee)

Here ye the words of the Rainbow Goddessx,

The arc of whose beauty enraptures the soul

Whose light brings hope to all

I am the red of first blood

And the yellow-orange of the rising sun

And the blue-green of the ocean’s magnificence

And the purple of a field of wildflowers

Call unto your soul, arise and come unto Me

For I am the path to your heart’s content
That lays bare where you travel

From Me seek your life’s fortunes

And unto Me bear your dearest truths

Before My presence, beloved of all

Let your divine innermost self

Be filled with infinite possibility

Let My worship be in the heart that rejoices

For behold, all acts of love and pleasure are My rituals

Therefore let there be power and delight, enthusiasm and playfulness, transformation and magick, compassion and reverence within you

And those of you who seek to know Me, know this:

That all of your seeking and yearning shall avail you not

Unless you know what dwells within your heart

For if that which you seek is not already there, then you shall never find it

For behold, I have been with you from the beginning and I am with you always in the eternal Now

At the Beginning

Phanes is the intersex creator deity of the Greek pantheon.

At the Beginning

I asked Phanes

How was it, at the beginning?

And Phanes answered:

It was like cupping the world in my palms

Like breathing the sacred breath

into them

The only source of light in the world.

I

in the black darkness

My great snakes coiling about me

With this tiny impossible spark

Shimmering, its surface shifting

A complexity beyond imagination.

My wings unfurled

And my daughter, Nyx, curled around this new world,

cradling it

I could let go

My heart breaking with fear and joy

Giving everything for the hope that

this life would survive

To Paniris

You
Child of Rainbows
Light-hearted, You carry a message on the wind
You dance between heaven and earth
Graceful and stumbling
Joyful as You weep
You embody contradictions

Mahatala Jata

To Mahatala-Jata, the mountain god/deep water goddess of the Dayak people of Borneo, I offer my devotion.

one

I feel you on my left

Dark water snake

Weaving your dangerous paths

Unseen, unheard

Ready to emerge

two

I feel you in my center

Glittering rainbow bridge

Jewels of untold worth

Bridging the universe

three

I feel you on my right

Hornbill atop the mountain

Soaring in the skies

Unfettered as you rule the day

four

I feel you merging

The pull of destruction-creation

bright-dark, day-night, male-female

Your eyes luminous

As you twist and turn and dive

Threading between the deep waters and the high heavens

five

I feel your voice calling

I feel your voice speaking

I feel you gifted and giver

With those like me

My sisterbrother kin

Awake in the world

The Threefold Dark Charge of the Queens

Parallel to the Threefold Charge of Light and Fire, this Charge is meant to be given by a woman, a man, and a non-binary/mxgender person during the dark time of the year.

Hear ye the words...hear ye the words...hear ye the words

Of the God/dess/x

The pulse of whose heart

Runs through your veins

Whose blood is the beginning (and end) of life

I am the dark velvet of midnight’s quiet

And the grace of movement in darkness

And the enormity of all you imagine when there is no limit

And the power of the scythe

Call unto your soul, arise and come unto Me!

For I am the Queen of the darkest hour

Which gives knowledge of all ends

From Me all beings are born

and unto Me they return again and again

Before Me, beloved of all, let your divine innermost self

Be exalted in the presence of Divine glory

Let my worship be in the heart that rejoices, for behold:

All acts of love and pleasure are my rituals

Therefore, let there be beauty and strength, honor and pride, power and compassion, mirth and reverence among you

And those of you who seek to know Me, know this: That all your seeking and yearning shall avail you not, unless you know the Mystery.

If that which you seek, you find not Here, you shall never find it. For behold, I have been with you from the beginning and I am unfolding in your soul at this very moment

Blessing for the Body Gone Under the Blade

Blessing for the Body Gone Under the Blade

For all the mxgender and transgender people, and for anyone else doing top or bottom surgery, this blessing is for you.

For all those who go under the blade

Healing your life by cutting away

I offer you this blessing:

Reflections on Panhyle

Panhyle is the second of the Tetrad++, the trans and gender variant deities making themselves known through the work of P. Sufenas Virius Lupus and others. Here are some of my thoughts on Him and my relationship with Him.

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Panhyle feels

like those soap sculptures we made

in 7^th grade, in imitation of a long ago art:

strong, moldable, delicate, beautiful

and yes, sometimes frustrating!

(He feels like the same Artist that shaped Him also shaped me

Like what He is shaped of might make me clean,

wash away the grit and insults of the world)

He feels

like the trees feel to me

(me, with my Greenman heart):

like I am utterly safe

leaning into His rootedness

as though His embrace

sinks me ankle-deep in the Earth

With Panhyle,

I think

I could hide my face between His shoulder blades

and weep

And He would stand between me and the world

protecting my privacy

until I am ready to raise my face

Panhyle knows

about getting to decide

what is hidden and what is revealed*

He knows about safety and trust and intimacy

Panhyle, who came into the world

with his most delicate parts hidden

helps me draw a line,

to decide who gets to see me

and how bare I will be before them

Panhyle feels

like my dad, next to me in the stands

at my sister's graduation

the two of us screaming our lungs out as my sister walked

loud enough that others turned to stare:

He does not care much for the norms

and He is proud of His children

(His brothers, His sisters, His siblings, His lovers, His people, us)

Panhyle feels

like a kiss to the nape of the neck,

a lover's hands on my hips:

intimate

a shivery promise of pleasure to come

a firing of nerves

that leaves me awake in my body

I turn my head,

brush my bare cheek against

His soft bristles

And want to know more.

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*Writing this, I had a sudden deep flash of empathy for all those who choose to veil all or part of their body/hair/face. I finally get it on a gut level as well as an intellectual level.

To Paneros

Hail, Paneros

You who break the world open with Your love

You who shatter the bonds

that restrained love of old

We honor you.

Paneros!

Bring us to the shimmering edge

Hold us shaking and shivering

At the crest of desire

Hear Your name on our lips

When we honor you.

Paneros, awaken our hearts!

AsYou are open, open us to others

Let our hearts beat

with Your joyous, flowing love,

Free!

As we honor you

Paneros!

O Breaker,

O Anarchist of Love

O Love's song and Love's delight,

Piercer of Hearts

Waker of the Soul

that wades through fear to reach love's shores

Hear us, as we raise our voices in praise of You!

All honor to Paneros, and to all the Tetrad++!

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Want to know more about Paneros? Check out P. Sufenas Virius Lupus' blog post on all the Tetrad++ and honoring them here and also eir epic poem The Marriage of Paneros.