I remember the balance between earth and sky. And I take a moment out of the mundane world to give honor to the holy ones.
Earth Mother, you who are the source of all life. You give gifts in every season. I give you love and thanks.
I see the cosmic well I see the cosmic fire I see the cosmic tree, connecting all the realms And I know that this world reflects the otherworld.
I call to all the Kindreds: Ancestors, Nature Spirits, and Shining Ones. Great and mighty beings, I give you love and honor.
I call to the Mountains and the Spirits of Stones. Your rock is the foundation of the Earth. Your stones stand beyond the count of generations. Spirits of the Mountains, to this day you remain largely wild, like dangerous wildernesses of old. You teach us respect. Spirits of the Stones, you remind us of the strength in our bones. All spirits of rock teach us of the slow movement of time, a lesson we should listen to more often. For these many lessons, I give you all praise and thanks.
I give this offering of water to you, Spirits of Mountains and Stones. Please accept this offering.
I thank the Mountain and Stone Spirits. And I thank the Kindreds. Although I leave this space, I know this world reflects the otherworld. So be it. Finally, I thank the Earth Mother. Now this rite is ended.