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A few prayers I wrote last weekend

These are more formal prayers written while listening to a lecture in Plotinus, Augustine, and Platonic Beauty.

For my Castrati

May the beauty of your voices
Lift me up to my Gods.
May it strip away all pollution
And may all the fractured pieces of me
Resolve in the harmony of the sound
You, my beloved spirits, sing,
A song irrespective of time and memory.
May they resolve in the glory of Being
Summoned by your god-born voices.
May I be held to the lips
And in the mouth of my Gods,
Gnawed upon and rendered
The beauty of bone
And a soul stripped bare
Transformed by the fullness of sound
And glory.

 

Prayer I

Teach me oh my Gods
To know my place before You.
Let not my human hubris and need,
My venal sufferings and hungers
Turn me from You.
Lift me up and purify my soul.
Let nothing else remain.
Let my life bea prayer,
An invocation and hymn of praise
To You, oh Glorious Ones,
Without Whom nothing would be.
Fill my senses with Your beauty.
Lift me up, I pray.
Keep my feet on the road of piety,
Oh most merciful Ones.
Corral my irreverent heart
And drown me in you
Until I am made of nothing else.

 

Prayer II

You are beautiful, oh my Gods
And it nourishes my soul.
May I know my place before You I pray.
Illluminate my mind
That I might know the rightness
Of honoring You.
Render my heart,
That only adoration of You remain.
Like an arrow, barbed and sharp,
Pierce me, open me to Your bite.
Infect my blood, make feverish my brain
And little by little drawn me to You.

 

Prayer III

I wander paths very far from my Gods.
I subsist on pollution
And move amongst the blind,
Yet always You are there.
I seek You with each step.
I serve You on each meandering road.
Hunger and longing tie me to You,
And You are the fulfillment of every desire.
I flee You to find You.
I serve You in dark places,
Illumined by Your fiery light.
You have set my feet on this path
And I shall find You at its end.
There is nowhere I can go
Where You are not.
Open me, Oh my Gods.
Let me never forget –
I am hunting my way to you,
But You have found me and claimed me
Long ago.

 

by G. Krasskova

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Second Submission to the Agon for Anteros

Prayer for Anteros
by Jamie B.

Holy Anteros, to you do we raise our voices.
Sacred Youth, Love’s labor and labor returned,
You lighten our load,
Brighten our hearts,
Flavor our lives with the savor of longing.
Let your Holy Presence shine bright
That we may never wander from our path.
Let your power and mystery
Make us shudder in awe.
Most blessed Anteros,
May you and your companion erotes
Fill our lives with joy and delight.
Hear us.

Pocket Size Prayer Book Available

I’m currently taking pre-orders on this small, pocket sized prayer booklet. It contains roughly a baker’s dozen of prayers — all taken from my own personal prayer book — adapted to be usable across traditions. The booklet is exactly the size of a prayer card (and is pictured here with the new Jord prayer card): 2 1/2 x 4 inches and will fit easily into a wallet, pocket, or purse. 

Those interested should contact me at krasskova at gmail.com. The cost of the booklet is $5, which includes shipping and handling, paid via paypal tamyris at earthlink.net (just replace ‘at’ with ‘@’). 

NOTE: you MUST email me if you paypal. I’m not getting paypal notifications and often even if i do, the mailing address is missing. Don’t just paypal! Email me.

prayer book photo

A prayer

May the Gods’ blessings be on all those suffering,
all those who despair
all those who are lost in hopelessness and hurt.
May they be comforted.
May their hearts be filled with gratitude
for all the graces large and small
the Gods have given.
May they be lifted up,
renewed, restored.
May they know, may we all know,
how deeply the Gods love us,
how deeply They care.
Fill our souls with courage.
Fill our hearts with hope.
May we be each other’s angels.
May we nurture kindness
wherever we can.
Oh Gods comke to our assistance.
Make haste to help us,
through all the complicated places
where our lives may lead.
Let us rest safely in You,
Oh great, good, immortal Gods.
Hold us secure, I pray.

New Submission to April’s Open Agon

“Stoic Hymn To Zeus”
by Daniel S.

O Zeus, Supreme, Most High,
Your Will guides the destinies of men.

O Zeus, Protector Of The Sanctity Of Oaths,
Should it suit You,
I am quite content
that this be my final day,
for I have strived to live
in accordance with Nature
and Virtue.
However,
if You should see fit for me
to live one more day,
I am content as well
and shall continue to sing of Your might.

O Zeus, Ruler Of The Thunderbolt,
Wherever You lead me,
I shall always go gladly and willingly,
Or Fate will drag me, unwilling.
For it is not right to say:
I obey Your Will,
Rather, to say:
I agree with Your Will,
Whatever it may be.

O Zeus, Giver of Good, Of Freedom, Of Strength,
Through deprivation or abundance,
I take comfort in knowing
You, always, are with me.

Commissioned Prayer: To Hypnos

I’ve been getting quite a few commissions for prayers. The latest was one to the God Hypnos. (If you’re interested in commissioning a piece, please check this page for information). 

Prayer to Hypnos
By G. Krasskova
(Written for S.)

Sweet Hypnos,
most benevolent and gracious God,
please hear my prayer.

Grant me the sweetness of sleep
when I seek my rest.
Help me to still my mind,
my racing thoughts,
to put the tensions
and stress of my body aside.
May Your children:
especially Morpheus,
the Oneiroi, and
Phantasmos
bless my slumber.
May my dreams be fruitful.
May I wake refreshed,
even on those occasions
when Your Son Phobetor visits.

Oh God of poppies,
of pleasure and relaxation,
please grant me Your healing touch.
Smile upon me,
place Your gentle hand upon my brow,
and grant me release from my cares
through the grace of sleep,
which only You may bring.

Hail to You, Hypnos,
Husband of Pasiphae,
Daughter of Dionysos,
Who Himself relieves care,
Hail to You, Beautiful God.

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(Hypnos by Grace Palmer. The prayer card is available here.)

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Prayer to Sulis

I occasionally write prayers on request. This prayer was written for H.E.:

Prayer to Sulis
By G. Krasskova

In ancient times,
You worked woe for Your devotees,
carrying curses forward
into the spinning tides of wyrd,
even as You brought healing to others.
You gave Your oracles
and kept Your counsel
and You kept the secrets
of those who came to You,
desperate, longing.
You keep our secrets still.

To those who come to You
for healing, for blessing, for care,
You are the Goddess of Healing Waters,
and Your touch restores,
removing illness, removing stain.
To those who have seen
into the depths of Your holy waters,
You are called by other names,
more potent, far more secret.

You are the Gateway to the Underworld,
and every shade must pass
through Your hands.
The touch of Your waters
restores the dead,
battered, broken by life,
to wholeness again.
You are Their welcome,
as they pass into the ancestral land,
or to life and form renewed.

To the Seer,
You are wise Counsellor
and Friend.
The blessing of Your waters,
allows for vision of the otherworlds,
of things that have passed,
and things that are yet to come.
Your waters reveal the truth
in all its terror.

To the magus and mystic,
You are the Midnight Sun.
No world is barred to You then
and You kindle in the mind
of every devotee hunger:
for knowledge, for truth,
for awakening,
of all the senses.

Yours then is the way of mystery;
Yours the way of contemplation,
Yours the road of self-mastery,
Yours the way of illumination.
Wash me in Your waters, Lady,
Shine upon me the piercing light,
the light You bear
that penetrates every conceit,
the light that banishes all pollution.
Restore me as I live,
That I may honor You,
more fully now and well.
This blessing alone I ask,
Holy Sulis,
Goddess of the waters,
Midnight Sun,
Healer of living and dead alike:
restore me,
and may my dead flourish
in the health only You may bring.
Hail to You, Sulis.

 

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Wyrd Curiosities at Etsy

My academia.edu page

My amazon author page.

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My art blog at Krasskova Creations

My blog about all things strange, weird and medieval.

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A Prayer to Odin

These two prayers were recently commissioned by my Patreon supporters: 

To Odin, for Dreams
(written for T.)
By Galina Krasskova

Ravenous for knowledge,
hungry for wisdom,
You drove Yourself
through the worlds,
upon the Tree,
to the gates of Hel
and back.
You sought out seers,
mighty women
prophets seething
with fateful fire
caught by mind,
held on the tongue
spat forth at Your command.
You unraveled and deciphered
the dreams of Your omen-marked Son
bound spirits, and raged through worlds
to undo His terrible fate.
You Who know the magic
of the Vanir, for Whom dreams
are as open books,
worlds waiting for reason’s plunder,
I ask now this boon,
knowing it will come with a price,
a price that I shall pay:
Send me dreams, Raven Father,
clear omens to guide my way.
Make my dreams my grimoire,
that I too may grow in wisdom.
This I pray as i pour out this offering.
Hail to You, Odin.

(make an offering of beer or whiskey, etc.)

 

To Hera
(for A.)
by Galina Krasskova

To the Queen of Olympus
let homage ever be paid.
To She Who renders right judgment,
let offerings be laid out.
To the Goddess Who brings glory,
may libations be poured.
Hail to Hera,
Who grants no quarter,
and yet, is merciful.

She is the Maker of heroes,
glorious and fierce.
She hones them,
tempers them,
renders them worthy of the blood
from which they are sprung.
Herakles, Achilles, even Dionysos:
She brought Them into Their power.
She taught Them what it meant,
to bear the blood of Gods.

Hera, ever mighty, orders the world,
watches over its mysteries.
She is Beloved of the Thunderer.
She is Queen of all the heavens.

To Argive Hera, I blow my head.
You teach us that power must earned.
You, Great One, at Whose hands all
is brought into order,
may my words and prayers
be pleasing to You.

Hail to You, Glorious Hera.

(if you are in a place where you can do so, light some incense for Her).

 

(I’m generally always willing to write prayers on commission: $15/prayer. These were done for free as a gift to my Patreon supporters with the caveat that I would share them here.

There are some other caveats to my commission work: a) there are certain Deities with Whom I have no relationship and if i’m not able to catch a sense of Them, I won’t be able to write a good prayer and also, b) there are Deities that I am tabooed from approaching. But so long as you’re willing for me to say ‘sorry, can’t do that one,’ if you’d like a prayer written, shoot me an email at krasskova at gmail.com).

A Prayer to Loki

In the blistering furnace of our hearts,
may You be hailed.
In the fierce rantings of mind and memory,
may You be hailed.
In the tumultuous storm of our senses,
may we gasp, and chant, and sing Your praises.
May our lips burn with whispered adorations to You.
May our bodies shake in the onslaught of Your presence.
Where You are honored, there be in all of Your glory.
Where You are reviled, there also be,
and work Your cunning wiles.
May You ever be the unquiet thought,
the unruly impulse, the unwary stirring
of holy cravings, the longing for internal revolution,
the descant-mad, dervish-driven
prophetic-spewing roar that drives us
ever and always, unceasingly, unmercifully
into the arms of our own liberation.
Hail Loki, Liberator,
cunning, wild, and wise.
May You ever be hailed.

A Lovely Prayer

So this has absolutely nothing to do with Heathenry or cultus deorum, but I came across this lovely Kemetic prayer while reading through my feed.  I originally found it posted here and there’s a good article about it and the role of the scribe in Egypt here. I think this is lovely so I share it here for those of my readers who may venerate Thoth.

“Come to me, Thoth, O noble Ibis. O god who longs for Khmunu, O dispatch-writer of the Ennead, the great one of Unu. Come to me that you may give advice and make me skillful in your office.

Better is your profession than all professions. It makes men great. He who is skilled in it is found fit to exercise the office of magistrate. I have seen many for whom you have acted and they are in the council of the Thirty, they being strong and powerful through what you have done. You are the one who has given advice. You are the one who has given advice to the motherless man. Shay and Renenwetet are with you. Come to me that you may advise me.

I am the servant of your house. Let me relate your prowess in whatever land I am. Then the multitude of men shall say “How great are the things that Thoth has done.” Then they shall come with their children to brand them with your profession, a calling good to the Lord of Victory. Joyful is the one who has exercised it.”

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“Thoth” by Grace Palmer, available as a prayer card here.