For the Nornir at Imbolc 2014

Honoring the Nornir
by Ravensong

Dearest Norns, Sisters, Weavers of Wyrd,
We honor You
Urd, Which Once Was,
Who shows us that wisdom is gleaned from the past.
Vendandi, That Which Is Coming Into Being,
Who teaches us to be present here and now.
Skuld, What Shall Be,
Who fills our hearts with the possibilities of the future.
We are grateful for your blessings
And offer You this gift.


Invocation To The Fates
from the Pagan Book of Hours

Spin truth into words,
Spin words into doom,
Spin doom into fortune,
Spin fortune into life,
Spin my life fine and strong,
O Lady with the spindle
Whose thread is my beginning.

Weave truth into vision,
Weave vision into mind,
Weave mind into spirit,
Weave spirit into life,
Weave my life with depth and color,
O Lady with the shuttle
Whose tapestry is my existence.

Cut truth away from falsehood,
Cut falsehood away from illusion,
Cut illusion away from matter,
Cut matter away from body,
Cut my body away from my life
When the time comes,
O Lady with the shears
Whose knowing hand is my doom
And also my truth.