Egyptian Liturgy | |||
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Opening:(revised version : )
Hekas, Hekas, Este Babaloi "Love and do what you will"
Face North and try to see the constellation Ursa Major. Draw down its power and say:
0. Guardians of the House of Life at Abydos Before me In the East: Nepthys Behind me in the West Isis On my right hand in the South is Seth And on my left hand, in the North Horus For above me shines the body of Nuit And below me extends the ground of Geb And in my centre abideth the `Great Hidden God'
Mnemonic: FAther GEt GAme to FEEd the HOt NEw hOme.
1. Now turn to the East.
Make the "Horus Fighting" gesture. [Breath in and in one perfect movement, form both hands into fists and raise them up and to the left of your head, stretch your right hand and arm in front of you and bring the left hand and arm to join it. As you finish the intonation, bring both hands back to the centre of your body}
Vibrate the first vowel long and hard - AAAAAAA -
2. Now turn to the North
Make the gesture "Horus Fighting" and vibrate the second vowel EEEEEEE, using the mnemoic gEt as above.
3. Then turn to the West
Make the "Horus Fighting" gesture and vibrate ÊÊÊÊÊÊÊ as in GAme | |||
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4. Turn to the South
Make the "Horus Fighting" gesture and vibrate IIIIIII as in fEEd
5. Return to face the East
Now bend over and reach out to the Earth vibrating OOOOOOO as in HOt
6. Then gradually unfolding, come up and place your hands on your heart and vibrate YYYYYYY as in NEw
7. Finally stretching up to the heavens vibrate Ô Ô Ô Ô Ô Ô Ô as in HÔme.
(Now make the sign of the (invoking) pentagramme in the air in front of you and vibrate
Aa, Eye, EE, Ou, Uh (Ay EAO - Oh Hail) Nephthys Aa, Eye, EE, Ou, Uh (Ay EAO - Oh Hail) Horus Aa, Eye, EE, Ou, Uh (Ay EAO - Oh Hail) Isis Aa, Eye, EE, Ou, Uh (Ay EAO - Oh Hail) Seth Aa, Eye, EE, Ou, Uh (Ay EAO - Oh Hail) Geb Aa, Eye, EE, Ou, Uh (Ay EAO - Oh Hail) Nuit Aa, Eye, EE, Ou, Uh (Ay EAO - Oh Hail) Hidden God
8. Repeat "Abydos Arrangement" (0)
Possible lines for Drawing down the Moon
I draw down the bright blue moon from the sky
though brazen cymbals crash and thunder to keep her in her place; even the chariot of the sun, my grandfather, grows pale at my song, and I drain the color from the dawn for my potions.
(From Ovid: Invocation of Hekate) | |||