Prayer to Fornax, goddess of the oven
May the flour be good,
may the butter and eggs be fresh,
may the yeast let the dough grow,
and may the oven be heated well,
so that my bread turns out good.
When the smell of fresh baked things wavers in the house,
I will know that your work, Fornax, is done.
Prayer to a goddess of secrets
I‘ll die if I can‘t tell it someone.
I just have to get rid of it.
It is on the tip of my tongue, but nobody is supposed to know about it.
Angerona,
so I come to you.
Goddess of absolute silence,
keeper of secrets,
silent goddess of the new year.
Whatever weighs heavily on my soul
whatever I want to talk about:
It is safe with you.
Your finger, put across your mouth,
promises me:
You won‘t pass it on.
Whatever I share with you:
It is safe with you.
Angerona, keep your smart silence
in a world full of rumours and talk.
Angerona, thank you.
Angerona ist die römische Göttin der bewahrten Geheimnisse. Ihre Statue legt den Zeigefinger in der Schweigegeste über die Lippen. Eine sehr nützliche Göttin, auch heute noch.
Nehalennia as a guide of souls
Nehalennia,
you guard the freight, you take care that everything arrives safely its destination.
Mostly the load consists of diverse goods, but sometimes it is souls that are on their way to their chosen afterlife.
You guide them safely over the waves, throught the veils and over the rainbowbridge, until they reach the other side
and claim their appropriate place, be it in the underworld, on the isles in the west or some heavenly realm.
It is you that we welcome as our ferrywoman.
Even if we don‘t need your services personally,
we honor you as the guide and companion of the dead.
Seit zwei Jahren beteilige ich mich nun an dem Projekt von Jan Avende, und auch dieses Jahr will ich mein Glück versuchen.
Freut euch also in den nächsten Tagen auf viele neue Gebete….