Prayers for Protestors

I find myself in a difficult situation right now. What I want to be doing is taking to the streets with my community to help raise up the voices that our power structures ignore, but I’m also helping to raise a small human who needs all of their adults present. I’m doing what I can in lieu of being physically present, like donating to bail funds and other groups supporting protestors, supporting those few political candidates I feel will make a difference, and offering first aid supplies to my friends in my area who are attending the protests. I can also offer up prayers and requests for protestors and those that support them. I hate the “thoughts and prayers” people, which is why this is the last thing on my list of what I’m doing to help.

To Ares

I call to Ares, son of Zeus and Hera, God of war and combat.

Ares I ask you to hold your shield over those who take to the streets to protect the lives and freedoms of all those in our community,

Keep them safe from the misused force of those who claim to “keep the peace.”

Keep them solid and steady so they may not be knocked to the ground.

Help them hold the line agains the oppressive force of their opponents.

To Eris

I call to Eris, daughter of Zeus and Hera, Goddess of Chaos, the disruptor of toxic structures.

Eris, I ask you to bring chaos and disorder to the ranks of those whose hubris blinds them to human lives.

Tangle their communications, disrupt their plans.

Sew disruption in their ranks and between their leaders.

Tear down the structures they have built so we can start anew.

#blacklivesmatter #saytheirname #whichone

Prayers for Protestors

I find myself in a difficult situation right now. What I want to be doing is taking to the streets with my community to help raise up the voices that our power structures ignore, but I’m also helping to raise a small human who needs all of their adults present. I’m doing what I can in lieu of being physically present, like donating to bail funds and other groups supporting protestors, supporting those few political candidates I feel will make a difference, and offering first aid supplies to my friends in my area who are attending the protests. I can also offer up prayers and requests for protestors and those that support them. I hate the “thoughts and prayers” people, which is why this is the last thing on my list of what I’m doing to help.

To Ares

I call to Ares, son of Zeus and Hera, God of war and combat.

Ares I ask you to hold your shield over those who take to the streets to protect the lives and freedoms of all those in our community,

Keep them safe from the misused force of those who claim to “keep the peace.”

Keep them solid and steady so they may not be knocked to the ground.

Help them hold the line agains the oppressive force of their opponents.

To Eris

I call to Eris, daughter of Zeus and Hera, Goddess of Chaos, the disruptor of toxic structures.

Eris, I ask you to bring chaos and disorder to the ranks of those whose hubris blinds them to human lives.

Tangle their communications, disrupt their plans.

Sew disruption in their ranks and between their leaders.

Tear down the structures they have built so we can start anew.

#blacklivesmatter #saytheirname #whichone

A Prayer to Artemis

One of the cats that I live with is having medical issues (two emergency vet visits in 3 days) and I’m feeling really stressed and upset about it. He’s such a good kitty and I hate that he’s in pain. I’m writing this prayer to Artemis to help channel some of this helplessness and sadness away.

Hail to Artemis,

Guardian of wild and tame animals,

I ask you to extend your care and protection to those animals in pain.

Watch over them and ease their suffering,

Ease the worry of those that love them and care for them.

Heal their injuries and their sickness,

Bring them calm and respite,

Extend to them your caring hand.

Artemis Hemerasia, Artemis Pheraea,

Please grant them ease.

Invocation of Apollon

I call to bright Apollon.

Of clear sight and sure hunter’s step,

Whose passing is like wind in the tree tops.

Delian Apollon, whose hands hold equal skill

On both lyre- and bow-string.

Your presence is like sunlight through the forest canopy,

Filtering down soft and warm and geeen,

To encourage new growth.

From your sure hands come healing,

And from those same hands, the storm of plague.

Your guidance can be seen in flight of arrow and honeybee,

And your music fills the air around both.

Noble and dread god, wreathed in laurel,

Who loves the wild meadows and forests

And whose messages come on the night-dark wings of crows,

Speak, and I will listen.

Your far-seeing eyes shine like stars in the darkness,

Your guidance lights the path like sunlight breaking through clouds.

True of word and deed, bacchic and wild I call to you,

Turn your shining face to this rite.