HARVEST HOME RITUAL - 1987 By Michael Fix Circle Casting (High Priestess) (Spoken while harvesting imaginary grain in perimeter of circle) Birds circle hungrily overhead As through harvested fields we tread. The smokehouse fires and burning leaves Their scents do spiral and interweave. Ripples circle in our wake As rice we harvest from a lake. The dusty Earth now shorn of locks Swirls as pass our fattened flocks. Much bounty may our harvest see As we cast, so mote it be! Responsorial: So mote it be! Quarter Invocations (High Priest) Facing East: Guardians of the watchtower of the east, we do summon, stir, and call thee up to protect us in our rite. Come to us now on the cool breath of Autumn's sigh which heralds the advent of Winter and the close of harvest time. Breathe into us the spirit of the pure joy of life. So mote it be! Responsorial: So mote it be! Facing South: Guardians of the watchtower of the south, we do summon, stir, and call thee up to protect us in our rite. Come forth from the cook fires and smokehouses where food is being made ready for the coming cold months. Kindle within us the flame of spiritual awakening. So mote it be! Responsorial: So mote it be! Facing West: Guardians of the watchtower of the west, we do summon, stir, and call thee up to protect us in our rite. Come forth from the rainbow hued morning dew that covers the fields, and is soon to be frost. Asperge us with your diadems and water our deepest roots that we may find peace of mind. So mote it be! Responsorial: So mote it be! Facing North: Guardians of the watchtower of the north, we do summon, stir, and call thee up to protect us in our rite. Come forth from the fertile bosom of our Blessed Mother Earth, and nourish us so that our hopes may grow to fruition. So mote it be! Responsorial: So mote it be!