Blessing Before Meals

The other day my brother was trying to be funny, I think, or just being ignorant. But whatever, right? He had made a comment about praying over food. My mother made a comment too, not really defensively but saying something to the effect of “it would be to an Egyptian god.”

I quote “Blessing Before Meals” in Following The Sun: A Practical Guide to Egyptian Religion by Sharon LaBorde:

“Osiris, Great God, the Beautified; You are Lord of Grain and Lord of Ma’at. We thank You for Your gifts of bread, civilization and justice. We ask for Your blessing as we share this food and fellowship, and may we always build positively upon the gifts which You have given us.”

Here is my “Anubified” version of this prayer:

Anubis, Great God, the Beloved; You are He of the Grain Products and Lord of Ma’at. We thank You for Your gifts of bread, civilization and justice. We ask for Your blessing as we share this food and fellowship, and may we always build positively upon the gifts which You have given us.

Here is something closer to what I say when I offer a blessing over a meal: Anubis, thank You for this food and Your many blessings that You have given us. Please bless it/this food/this meal that it/this food/this meal nourishes and strengthens me/us.

Now I know that most Kemetics and Egyptian pagans, and by extension other pagans of various beliefs and practices, have a shrine or altar where they give offerings to their deity or deities, but at this time not having the feasible space for a shrine or altar I see my meal time prayers as a form of offering the meal to the god or gods.

¡Hola!, I’m still here!

So recently I had a dream where Anubis came to me and just spoke Spanish to me. I don’t remember what he said, but his tone was calming and relaxing.

So I’ve started writing in a new journal. One page in English then translate it over to Spanish. My Spanish is rusty. I haven’t spoken in Spanish in well over a decade. You know what they say. You use it or you loose it.

So y’all might start seeing more posts in inglés y español.

A question to answer

This morning someone asked where I find my information for the holidays that I post about.

Following The Sun: A Practical Guide to Egyptian Religion, Sharon LaBorde

Circle of the Sun: Rites and Celebrations For Egyptian Pagans and Kemetics, Sharon LaBorde

Celebrating the Egyptian Gods, Sharon LaBorde

The Ancient Egyptian Prayerbook, Tamara L. Siuda

The Ancient Egyptian Day Book, Tamara L. Siuda

I Am Still Here! I Am Still Here!

Oh, last roughly 52 days have had there ups and downs. But thank Anubis I am still here. There actually was a day that I thought I was dying, because I got violently sick very quickly and ended up in the emergency room. Thanks to the great god Anubis, and thanks to the ER doctor who helped me.

So I recently have started to try to cut down on how much soda-pop, soft drinks and other unhealthy beverages that I regularly consume in order to replace them with a better habit of drinking water. As well as trying to watch my calories and carbohydrates intake compared to my caloric output in active and resting energy, which my smartphone and smartwatch track. And try to at least balance them out.

I found a song called “Let The Water Wash Way Your Sins” by Dan Romer on FarCry5 Presents Into the Flames: Original Game Soundtrack

“Let the Water Wash Away Your Sins”

[Verse 1]
If your soul has grown weary, and your heart feels tired
Let the water wash away your sins
And if the snow begins to fall, and you can’t find the fire
Let the water wash away your sins
If the night time lasts forever, but the days are cruel and mean
Let the water wash away your sins
And you thought one day you’d be happy, if you held in all your screams
Let the water wash away your sins

[Chorus]
Let the water wash away your sins
Let the water wash away your sins
Now that this old world is ending, a new one begins
Let the water wash away your sins

[Verse 2]
If you spent your whole life working, for a world that feeds on doubt
Let the water wash away your sins
And those banks keep getting bigger, while your pockets empty out
Let the water wash away your sins
And if all the thieves and liars have been knocking at your door
Let the water wash away your sins
And they said they’d feed your family, and you believed what they swore
Let the water wash away your sins

[Chorus]
Let the water wash away your sins
Let the water wash away your sins
Now that this old world is ending, a new one begins
Let the water wash away your sins

[Verse 3]
If you thought there was a heaven, but you can’t find the proof
Let the water wash away your sins
And you can see your brothers marching, but you can’t speak your truth
Let the water wash away your sins
Oh, if your mother was a screamer, and your father ruled with fists
Let the water wash away your sins
And if you’re thinking ’bout the highway, and you’re looking at your wrists
Let the water wash away your sins

[Chorus]
Let the water wash away your sins
Let the water wash away your sins
Now that this old world is ending, a new one begins
Let the water wash away your sins
(Come on, one more time!)
Let the water wash away your sins
Let the water wash away your sins
Now that this old world is ending, a new one can begin
Let the water wash away your sins

Lyrics found here

The video game is about a rookie sheriff deputy who goes to arrest a cult leader and everything goes bad. And you are trying to save your coworkers from the cult and helping the locals of Hope County, Montana. The first time I listened to the above mentioned sound track, my boyfriend said I was singing along like a “Peggie.” In the game, members of the cult are called “Peggies” because the cult is called “Project at Eden’s Gate.” The songs have a sort of folksy-spiritual singable feel.

I have always ran to soda pop as my go to comfort drink. To say that I tried to eat and drink my feelings, and my boredom at times would be fair and true.

I feel that Anubis inspired me to listen to this song this evening as a reminder to drink more water and not reach for a soda. It’s like the line “Now that this old world is ending, a new one begins” from the chorus. Because I am trying to get into better habits. And I feel like an old world is ending and a new one beginning.

Kemetic Holidays in December

This morning I came across this link for The Festival of the Celestial Cow and this humorous version of the story. Both are below for your reading pleasure.

And there were stars: How a time out turned into the nighttime sky

Have you ever been angry with other people?

I’m not talking about being annoyed with one or two particular people, or general frustration. I’m talking about the kind of seething, frothing misanthropy that makes you furious at the human race in general, the kind of rage and disgust that makes you think, “If I never see another human being again, I could live with that.” This is the kind of all-consuming anger that makes you sick of trying to get along with anybody, that has you cursing everything and everybody and just wanting to be left alone.

This is how angry Ra was with human beings, according to the myth where Sekhmet was born. In His rage – and mind you, as far as the myth goes, He was right to be angry – He sent Hethert down as the Lioness of the Blood Red Garments and told Her to chew up evil. Then She got carried away, and started chewing up everybody, not just the evil ones. Her rage was “pleasant to her heart,” and She would not stop.

So Ra came up with a clever ruse with the help of a small army of priestesses and a large quantity of beer and hematite powder. Transformed into a lake of “blood,” this red-tinted beer was poured out alongside the town where Sekhmet had gone a’slaughtering, and once She found it, She drank it. And once She drank it, She fell asleep. End of angry lion, end of destruction, end of story.

Or was it?

The story of the Destruction of Mankind is only the first half of the Book of the Celestial Cow, inscribed on the funerary shrines of Tutankhamun, the walls of Seti I’s tomb in the Valley of the Kings, and alluded to in some other source material. There’s far more to this story once the Lady comes home, once She has transformed from raging feline to joyful bovine. Traditionally, this story gets translated is several different ways. Some of them mimic the other Near Eastern mythologies of a time when a deity got angry at humans and it all ended in some sort of a flood.

This story is different, and not only because the flood is beer and it saves people instead of killing them. In this story, the deity (in this case, Ra) isn’t withdrawing because mankind is evil and doesn’t deserve to live, or because mankind is not perfect enough for the gods to live among.

The reason that Ra withdraws is because He’s still angry, but NOT at humans. If He was, why did He try to call Sekhmet off, and then why would He find a way to stop Her from destroying them all?

Ra’s withdrawal comes after His anger turns inward: at Himself, rather than at the humans who angered Him. Like the process of coming down from our own blind rages, Ra goes through the stomach-churning of guilt – people are dead for the very first time! He also realizes that as long as He lives among mankind, They will not be safe from the consequences of His rage.

Sekhmet as Ra’s Eye embodies His power, and the myth indicates that She cannot be stopped once unleashed. So, to keep creation safe, Ra realizes He must put some distance between Himself and His creations. He mustwithdraw, not to damn mankind….but to save it.

The Eye, Who has become a cow again, called mehet-weret or “great of the flood” to remind Ra (and the reader) exactly what it took to make Her this way again….lets Ra climb on to Her back, and Ra withdraws. He punishes Himself by separating Himself, by permitting Himself to be distant, so that humans and everything else on earth has a chance to live without having to worry about divine retribution lurking around every corner.

He trusts us to not screw it up, and He climbs to the sky.

Several times, the Cow stops, being afraid of the height. This is new territory for Her, too. Maybe She wondered why Ra was leaving, or maybe She hoped He’d change His mind. In any case, each time She stops, Ra encourages Her to keep climbing, up and up and up and up. Eventually She is up so high that She can’t stand without help, so Ra calls the sons of Shu, the “pillars of the sky” and the four winds, to steady Her legs so She can stand without falling, and the two of them find themselves alone at the top of the sky.

Ra looks down. He can still see everything He created, but He knows that from up here, His vengeance is unlikely to find its way back down without intent – and with plenty of time to stop it, if it’s not headed to the right place.

For Her part, the Cow is lonely. Where She was, there were people and gods and things to do, and now She’s up here in the middle of nowhere with Ra, barely able to stand. And Ra notes Her difficulty, and tells Her that She should think of all the good people and creations that She can….

The next line of the text reads, in the original, “and there were stars.”

In Kemetic thought, the stars are symbols of the justified, blessed dead. As this is also the myth where death originates, as a result of defying Ra…these stars are the souls of the people She killed. They represent Her first victims – and Ra’s first consequences.

In creating the Celestial Cow, Ra has both made sure that She will never be lonely – and righted the wrong of killing people in the first place, by making sure that they can have another life after the lives they lost, and another chance at redemption.

From rage to guilt to redemption, the story turns. From cow to lion to starry sky, the Eye turns, and Ra shines in the sky as a reminder that He is always watching, even from the height.” —Rev. Tamara L. Suida, nisut.org.

Teh Ceiling Cat’s Cow

Note: The following is intentional humor, given that this week’s festival is a lighthearted and joyous occasion. While this blog demonstrates that I am perfectly capable of being Very Serious, I think that of late it’s being forgotten that I also have a sense of humor, and the following is intended to re-establish that, as well as to answer the challenge of a child of a Cat who dared me to do it…

This is the way my cats tell the myth of this week’s festival, the Establishment of the Celestial Cow, to each other….

Cuz teh d00dz r ebil, Ceiling Cat finked 2 leaf Erfs 4 gud. 

He wented 2 finds His babeh gurl Nut. 

She wuz nah angreh kitteh nomore (She stoppd aftr nomming teh d00dz an drinkin berz) but cow formz. srs.

An Ceiling Cat sed 2 teh kitteh-cow: “Ohai! im on ur bak, lightin ur skiez and stuffs. Nao wut?”

Den w00t! Cow iz skiez!!!1!!

Ceiling Cat sed: “go way from teh d00dz 2 see dem moar good kthx.” 

An Ceiling Cat’s cow goed up highs.

Den She sed: “lookit meh an make meh MANEHS!” (Cos goeding up highs r boring.)

An sweet! Stars!!!1!!! srsly.

Den Ceiling Cat teh Graet sed: “i liek it heer. iz nice.” An He namd dat place Sekhet-Hotep cuz it mented “nice heer” in Gyptshun.

But it wuz 2 high ups, an Ceiling Cat’s cow startd 2 shaek cuz She wuz frayed ov teh hights, onoes! 

Ceiling Cat sed: “plz 2 halp cow not fall down, godz? kthx.” Den four godz come an holds her feets.”—Rev. Tamara L. Suida, nisut.org

I tend to observe this holiday loosely around various dates and with other holidays. The three dates for this holiday are December 9 for Kemetic Reform, December 25 for Kemetic Orthodox, and December 29 for Kemetic Reconstruction. I use a loose observation date to make it easy because sometimes life doesn’t always add up how one would like.

From December 3-December 31, here are the holidays that I would like to try to have observations for, and the ones that have been bolded are the main focus while the others are there for a whole seasonal feel. I like to see December 9-29, as a 20 day long celebration of the Festival of Establishing the Celestial Cow.

December 3-5—[Kemetic Reform] Sailing of Hathor of Denderah

December 4—[Kemetic Reform] Sailing of Bast, Wadjet

December 9—[Kemetic Reform] Festival of Establishing the Celestial Cow

December 12—[Kemetic Reform] Djehuty Takes a Solem Oath in Khemnu

December 15—[Kemetic Reform] Sailing of Anubis in Djeme

December 19-21 [Kemetic Orthodox] Sailing of Hathor of Denderah

December 20—[Kemetic Orthodox] Sailing of Bast, Wadjet

December 23-25—[Kemetic Reconstructionist] Sailing of Hathor of Denderah

December 24—[Kemetic Reconstructionist] Sailing of Bast, Wadjet

December 25—[Kemetic Orthodox] Festival of Establishing the Celestial Cow (aka “Moomass”)

December 25—[Kemetic Reform] Sobek Goes Forth, Feast of Neith

December 28—[Kemetic Orthodox] Djehuty Takes a Solem Oath in Khemnu

December 29—[Kemetic Reconstructionist] Festival of Establishing of the Celestial Cow

December 31—[Kemetic Orthodox] Sailing of Anubis in Djeme

December 31—[Kemetic Reform] Feast of Anubis

I hope to meld the secular Christmas I grew up on with the Kemetic Orthodox “Moomass.” On Kemetic Reconnaissance I found a little carol to the tune of “Here Comes Santa Clause” and another carol to the tune of “Santa Clause is Coming to Town”

Here Comes Wepwawet!

Here comes Wepwawet, here comes Wepwawet,
Openin’ the Wepwawet way!
He’s got a sledge pulled by Golden Jackals,
Pullin’ on the reins!
Sistra are shakin’, merry makin’
All is merry and bright!
Light your incense, make your offerings,
‘Cause Wepwawet comes tonight!

Here comes Wepwawet, here comes Wepwawet,
Openin’ the Wepwawet way!
He’s got a sledge that’s filled with toys,
For boys and girls again!
Hear those menats ruslin’, rattlin’,
Oh what a beautiful sight!
So jump in bed and cover your head,
‘Cause Wepwawet comes tonight!

Here comes Wepwawet, here comes Wepwawet,
Openin’ the Wepwawet way!
He doesn’t care if you’re rich or poor,
He loves you just the same!
Wepwawet knows we’re Netjer’s children,
That makes everything right!
So fill your hearts with Moomas cheer
‘Cause Wepwawet comes tonight!

Here comes Wepwawet, here comes Wepwawet,
Openin’ the Wepwawet way!
When the stars align with the Celestial Cow,
It’s Moomas time again!
If we all align with Ma’at,
The world can be happy and bright!
So let’s all sing: Dua! Dua! Dua! Dua!
‘Cause Wepwawet comes tonight!

Yinepu is Coming to Town!

“Oh… you better not cause
the children to cry.
You better not steal,
I’m tellin’ you why:
Yinepu is coming to town!

He’s adjusting the scales,
with a feather of Ma’at,
He’s gonna find out
if your heart’s good or not.
Yinepu is coming to town!

He’s Master of the Secrets,
He’s Keeper of the Gate.
He’s Lord of the Necropolis,
So be good for Nebt-Het‘s sake!

Don’t stir up strife,
you better not lie,
don’t violate tombs,
I’m tellin’ you why:
Yinepu is coming to town.

Little khepesh,
ushabti that walk,
floating toy barques,
and jackals that talk.
Yinepu is coming to town.

Little menats
that rattle and shake,
Hethert mirrors,
and iron heka snakes.
Yinepu is coming to town.

The kids in Girl and Boy Land have
a jubilee right now.
They’re making Moomas offerings to
Mehet-Weret the Celestial Cow!

Oh… You better not plunder
offering cakes.
You better not mess with
balance scale weights:

Yinepu is comin’
Yinepu is comin’
Yinepu is comin’
To town!”

But this holiday season is going to be rough for my family revolved around going to my grandma Vigil’s, this is something that I realize as the holiday season starts. And I also realize me trying to establish my own holiday traditions is away of dealing with the holiday grief.

Sick Over Vacation

Sometimes things don’t always seem to work out as we plan.

Before my scheduled time off in the beginning of November, right before Halloween it got really cold, well below freezing and almost into single digits. It was temperatures that had not been seen in late October in long time, but that cold was not even a common occurrence for northern Utah.

The day before Halloween, a Wednesday, it was this extreme that brought on istā* gravēdine dīs-damnātā (that* gods-damned head-cold), which caused me to cancel my plans with my boyfriend for that following Saturday. I treated it as a cold for a week and a couple of days. I actually started to feel better by the following Wednesday. At this point, that voiced over narrator decided that by Friday every would change and not for the better.

*the use of ista in Latin had usage of having a pejorative usage, as opposed to ille which was used to give a positive light on.

I went down hill fast. I had a soar throat, my voice went horse from all the coughing, which did not let up but hit me with a vengeance. My parents decided it was time to put an end to my delusions and stubbornness on a Friday evening and took me to a doctor early Saturday morning. I honestly am very grateful that they did because I had caught viral bronchitis and was on my way to Pneumonia-town. That is a place I would rather not visit again.

Saturday, the fifth day before the Ides of November, was not fun at all. In the evening, while my folks were out running errands, I had a moment where I prayed to the porcelain goddess Lātrīna (yes, that is a really terrible joke and butchered euphemism).

After that incident, I knelt down near my room and prayed to Anubis and Anput to help me to get trough that day and night, and to help me get feeling better.

By Monday and Tuesday, I began to feel better with the prescriptions doing their job and me just resting. Which brings us back to this evening where I go to bed to get up early for work.

I honestly feel it was a blessing in away to just have to actually stop and let my body rest. I thank Anubis and Anput and those family and friends who checked on me for getting me through this difficult last couple of weeks.

A Hard Day: 19 years later

Today is the day that my family remembers my youngest sibling, Kollin. He passed away on Sunday, the 15th of October in 2000 due to Sudden Infant Death Syndrome (SIDS). It’s a morning that I will never forget.

At seven years old, I knew something wasn’t right when my grandparents (my mom’s parents) wake me up early and bundle me up and we rushed up home. When we got up here it seemed to my young eyes that all of the police and fire department were there at our house (and properly were).

In all honesty, much of that day and the following days are a blur to me. I vaguely remember being passed off to my other grandparents (my dad’s parents).

Kollin was born on the 17th of March, passed away on the 15th of October.

Still 19 years later, it’s still a hard day. I don’t usually remember the deathdays for my younger siblings mostly because I was too young or like in this case, I didn’t realize it till I saw a post made by my mother on Facebook. For both of my parents these days are especially hard.

I saw my mom’s Facebook post on my last break. So I only was bummed out the last part of my shift. Which in one way was a minor yet very huge blessing.

An Older Brother’s Voice Offering for His Youngest Brother

So here is a reading of my paraphrased (I replaced “Yinepu” with “Anubis” in my version) version of “Another Hotep-di-Nisut” from The Ancient Egyptian Prayerbook by Tamara L. Suida, the founder and Nisut (spiritual leader) of the Kemetic Orthodox Faith followed by a voice offering taken from “Feast of Sokar Rite” from Circle of the Sun: Rites and Celebrations For Egyptian Pagans and Kemetics by Sharon LaBorde and “Hymn to Anubis (adapted from the London-Leiden Papyrus)” from Celebrating the Egyptian Gods by Sharon LaBorde.

An offering which the Nisut gives to Anubis-on-His-Mountain, He Who is the embalming tent, Lord of the Sacred Land, in all His pure and good places: an invocation offering of an honored one of the great god who is lord of the sky, Kollin Patrick, of a thousand of bread and beer, cattle, birds, alabaster, clothing, the funeral offerings and a thousand of all pure and good things which spirits love to eat, for Kollin Patrick born of Ruth. May he cross heaven, cross the sky, travel safely on the good roads of the holy ones, and may he be helped into the neshmet-box among Them.

A voice offering of bread, beer, a thousand of beef and poultry, incense and oil, and all good and pure things on which a god lives, for the ka of Kollin Patrick, true of voice before the Great God.

Hail and peace, oh Anubis, Great God upon Your mountain! Master of Secrets in the Duat, Ruler of the West, Fair son of Osiris. Great Physician who heals, Your seal is our protection. Crown Prince of the Ennead. Keen-faced among the Gods, You stand at Osiris’ side. You serve the Blessed Dead, They live because of You.

Final thoughts for this post

I know someday that the gods will lead me to those family members that have gone before me into the Field of Reeds.

Song I heard

So a while ago I came across a metal song called “Anubis” by Septic Flesh and here is where I found the lyrics . And here is a link to the orchestral version of the song. The song takes lots of reference I think into what the weighting of the heart would feel like and getting to the Hall of Two Truths through the Duat would be like.

How most of the song seems to be like harsh chanting almost yelling it is a way that I can channel my stress and anxiety into. While the orchestral version of the song I find calming and yet good for listening to on Halloween waiting for trick-or-treaters to come because of how the song could fit into a horror movie.

Come 
Approach 
My trusty jackal’s nose 
Don’t try to lie 
Cause I can smell your hide 

Leave your body 
Leave this body now 
Your face can stay 
Upon this golden mask you made 

The brave in heart 
Can claim eternal life 
My scales of truth 
Will need sufficient proof 

Their balance depends 
On how your soul weights 
To walk with Gods 
The jaws of chaos you must pass

Anubis 
My soul is so light 
And as this feather I can fly 

Anubis 
Don’t let me wither and die 

I am proud for what I am 
The guardian of the dead 
Appointed by the gods 
To be their final judge 

Anubis 
Don’t let me wither and die

[Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/septic-flesh/communion/anubis.html]

Kemetic Recon Robing of Anubis

Today the holiday is the Robing of Anubis. I haven’t being able to find anything on this holiday. So here is my own making of this holiday.

There’s similar sounding holidays in the late spring and early summer time called the clothing of Anubis.

So I have sat and thought about how I know little to nothing about this holiday and how I can just invent my own rites and rituals that I hope would be sufficient enough for this holiday.

• An offering of food and beverage

• Robing my shrine icon, saying a verbal ritual for the Robing (something that I will have to write down when that comes to me).

• say a little personal prayer

I have been thinking lately I have neglected the spiritual needs for my boyfriend and myself as of the a long time with everything that has happened in our lives recently with the passing of my grandmother on my dad’s side and the stuff that he’s dealing with in his current situation, including us working on our goals to get where we want to be. Therefore I am trying to try take care of some of those needs today.

I came across some things posted today on a page I follow on Facebook. It’s a prayer to Anpu and a prayer to Heru (Horus).

I lately have been thinking about I can turn to my faith to help me through my stress and anxiety in my life. I know that seems to be a theme that I am shouting at myself.

Pizza with Anubis on Friday the 13th with a Full Moon

Today I have a day off and I decided that I wanted a pizza for lunch and shared it with my younger brother. And I have been pondering things about Friday the 13th and things about full moons. So I have begun some research on the History website and Wikipedia on Friday the 13th.

Superstitions surrounding the number 13 being unlucky have been in our western culture for centuries. And even in Antiquity the number 12 had a sense of wholeness, which left 13 being seen as unwholesome. From the Christian story of Judas being the 13th guest at the Last Super and the one who betrays Jesus to to Friday the 13th in October of 1307 when King Philip IV of France had hundreds of the Knights Templar arrested on charges of various illegal acts many executed added to the Friday the 13th’s negative associations.

Now, I have seen something posted on Facebook

As seen above. Making Friday the 13th a positive day and spiritual day of enlightenment, feminine energy and healing. …

…which leads me to my full moon part of this…

The moon in Ancient Egyptian and modern Kemetic/Egyptian philosophy is a symbol of healing, connected with the rejuvenation and healing of the Eye of Horus after Set tore out in one of the myths. The full moon marked the high point of the Ancient Egyptian month, when the Sound Eye was whole, the moon god was at the night of his powers, and the Eye of Ra was reunited with her father. It was also a time to make offerings as many memorial stelae request offerings on the “Fifteenth-Day Feast.” In the Ancient Egyptian calendar, full moons happen close to the middle of the month.

Here is a layout of my Full Moon ritual adapted from the Kemetic Orthodox ritual of Senut and the Kemetic Reform ritual of Iru.

Lightning the Candle: As you light your candle(s), say:

“Come in peace, bright Eye of Horus, come in peace. Receive the light. The a Eye of Horus shines, like Ra in the twin Horizons, and evil hides before it. Receive the light. The Eye of Horus comes, and I am purified with it. Receive the light.”

Invocation to the Gods:

“Come in peace, oh Anubis, come in peace! Come in peace, oh He in His Wrappings, come in peace! Come in peace, oh Lord of the Sacred Land, come in peace! Come in peace, oh He Over His Mountain, come in peace! Come in peace, He Over the Secrets, come in peace! Hail unto You, oh Anubis, Lord of Life, Lord of Love!”

“Hail, Djehuty, True Scribe of the Ennead, Who reckons the months, the days, the hours, Who restores the Sound Eye to fullness. You return the Eye of Ra to Her place on the brow of Her father, and the Ennead of the Gods rejoices.”

“Hail, oh Hathor, oh Powerful One, Shining Lady, Great of Flame! You rest on the brow of Your father, the gods support You in joy! Shine forth as You did at the First Time, shine fourth, complete and content!”

Offering rite:

Water: “Take these, Your cool waters that are the Inundation.”

—First libation: “I offer cool water to the Akhu. [name your ancestors here] May they be cooled.

—Second libation: “I offer cool water to Wepwawet, Who Opens the Way. May He be cooled.”

—Third libation: “I offer cool waters to Ma’at. May She be cooled.”

Milk: “Milk, milk, may You taste it in Your shrine.”

Incense: “I give You incense, I give You incense, great of purity.”

Food: “Take this, Your bread, on which gods live.”

Voice offering:

“A voice offering of bread, beer, a thousand of beef and poultry, incense and oil, and all good things on which a god lives, for the kas of [speak names of deceased being honored], true of voice before the Great God.”

Presentation of offerings: present the offerings that you are giving.

Turn Yourself to these, Your offerings; receive them from me.

Prayer: use this time to reflect and spend time with your gods.

Full moon healing prayer to Djehuty:

“I sing praises to Djehuty the Moon, prostrate myself before the Merciful One. I praise You in the sky and honor Your perfection. Have mercy on me! May I see Your mercy without ceasing. That I might see Your great strength. You have shown me the darkness I have created. Shine for me so I might see You, because health and life are in Your hands, and one lives by Your command.”

Prayer to Sokar-Wesir and an Akh at the Full Moon:

“Hail to You, Wesir, great father of the gods, in Your happy day of Sokar’s feast! Hail to you, [deceased’s name], in this happy day of Sokar’s feast! May many men behold you, may all the people serve you, and all the nobles worship.”

Hymn to Anubis:

“Hail and Praise, oh Anupu, Great God upon Your mountain! Master of Secrets in Duat, Ruler of the West, Fair Son of Osir. Great Physician who heals, Your seal is our protection. Crown Price of the Ennead, Keen-faced among the Gods, You stand at Osir’s side. You serve the Blessed Dead, they live because of You.”

[Here is where I say my personal prayers for the things that I need and what I am thankful for.]