WW – Wheel of the Year Samhain Ritual

Last month, for Mabon, I talked about spending this year coming up with my own, simple rituals for every spoke on the Wheel of the Year. However, given my current circumstances (on crutches), I’ve had to come up with something slightly different for a Samhain ritual.

I luckily had access (thanks to my eldest helping out again) to a picture I took of my Samhain altar setup back in 2004. It occurred to me that I followed Scott Cunningham‘s ritual from Wicca: A Guide for the Solitary Practitioner for that particular occasion, so I decided to pair the two (seems especially appropriate since it was his Solitary Guide book that truly set me on this path).

Bright Samhain blessings!

Samhain Ritual by Scott Cunningham. Place upon the altar apples, pomegranates, pumpkins, squashes, and other late autumn fruits. Autumn flowers such as marigolds and chrysanthemums are fine too. Write on a piece of paper an aspect of your life that you wish to be free of: anger, a baneful habit, misplaced feelings, disease. The cauldron or some similar tool must be present before the altar as well, on a trivet or some other heat-proof surface (if the legs aren’t long enough). A small, flat dish marked with an eight-spoked wheel symbol should also be there. Prior to the ritual, sit quietly and think of friends and loved ones who have passed away. Do not despair. Know that they have gone on to greater things. Keep firmly in mind that the physical isn’t the absolute reality, and that souls never die. Arrange the altar, light the candles and censer, and cast [your circle]. Lift one of the pomegranates and, with your freshly-washed white-handled knife, pierce the skin of the fruit. Remove several seeds and place them on the wheel-marked dish. Raise your wand, face the altar and say:
On this night of Samhain I mark your passing, O Sun King, through the sunset into the land of the young. I mark also the passing of all who have gone before, and all who will go after. O Gracious Goddess, eternal Mother, you who gives birth to the fallen, teach me to know that in the time of the greatest darkness there is the greatest light. Taste the pomegranate seeds; burst them with your teeth and savor their sharp, bittersweet flavor. Look down at the eight-spoked symbol on the plate; the wheel of the year, the cycle of the seasons, the end and beginning of all creation. Light a fire within the cauldron (a candle is fine). Sit before it, holding the piece of paper, gazing at its flames. Say: Wise one of the waning moon, Goddess of the starry night, I create this fire within your cauldron to transform that which is plaguing me. May the energies be reversed: from darkness, light! From bane, good! From death, birth! Light the paper in the cauldron’s flames and drop it inside. As it burns, know that your ill diminishes, lessens, and finally leaves you as it is consumed within the universal fires. If you wish, you may attempt scrying or some other form of divination, for this is a perfect time to look into the past or future. Try to recall past lives too, if you will. But leave the dead in peace. Honor them with your memories but do not call them to you. Release any pain and sense of loss you may feel into the cauldron’s flames. Works of magic, if necessary, may follow. Celebrate the Simple Feast. The circle is released. First, this is not a passive voice. Next, I am writing in an active voice. Therefore, my SEO will stop telling me how to write. Furthermore, these sentences are also shorter than twenty words. Rather, stop being so controlling. Especially since most of the sentences in this post are not mine. I will keep going while until you turn green. I can’t believe this is still orange. Finally, it has turned. Success! First, this is not a passive voice. Next, I am writing in an active voice. Therefore, my SEO will stop telling me how to write. Furthermore, these sentences are also shorter than twenty words. Rather, stop being so controlling. Especially since most of the sentences in this post are not mine. I will keep going while until you turn green. I can’t believe this is still orange. Finally, it has turned. Success!