Patreon Topic 62: On Writing Prayers for the Pack Spirits

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From Maleck comes this topic:

“What has it been like, writing these prayers for the Pack Spirits?”

It has been interesting, that is for sure. It is like….touching something, Beings, who are so close and yet are far away. It is being invited into Them and They into me. When I do sacred poetry I do cleansing, grounding, centering, and shielding. Sometimes I am guided to certain songs by Whoever I am writing for, and sometimes I write in silence. Sometimes I get imagery and visual experiences that makes it into the poetry, sometimes I get feelings, sometimes I get full-body experiences, sometimes I get words, smells, sensations, and other times just a fierce, bone-deep knowing that this, this is what I have to write.

The Pack Spirits are quite close in terms of proximity but far away because I am not initiated, nor do I think that is in my wheelhouse for this lifetime. Yet there is…something there. There is connection and power, a fierce connection that I make every time I interact with one of the great Pack Spirits. There is a depth of feeling that goes into my soul and yet there is something held back. I am touching the periphery and yet I am delving deep, and that thing holding me back from fully grasping Them that also makes doing this poetry so fascinating and powerful for me is that lack of initiation.

My most recent experience with Hunter, Will Made Manifest was a full-spirit experience. He took me with Him on a Hunt, on a Hunt where we were separate and one. I was the Pack and the Wolves, I was the Hunter, and I was the Prey. Now, the line “I am the Prey’s End and Beginning” originally read “I am the Prey” but it was not right and I had to look back to my experience of Hunter to realize why. Prey is something Else and Other, part of the sacred cycle but not Hunter Itself. Mainfestly needed but also necessarily not Hunter. I felt the loping as the Hunt began, felt my lungs expand, the snarl of excitement, felt felt felt. I was. In a very real sense my sacred poem, prayers, and songs invite me into union with Gods, Ancestors, and/or vaettir I may not otherwise have the call to, and with these Spirits Who are present but to whom I am not initiated They have a powerful pull.

It has been…experiences…writing for the Pack Spirits. It has been interesting, insightful, powerful, beautiful, and familiar while also being distant. The contrast between familiarity and distance has been fascinating. In a very real sense the Mysteries of these Spirits keeps Themselves because without that inititation there are things that I cannot reach, and yet because I do not have that initiation there are thins I can reach to, express, understand, and share that initiates just…cannot. It is fascinating. It is a privelege. It is good.

Patreon Poem/Prayer/Song 60: For Sky, Great Watcher Above

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This request was made by Maleck for Sky, Great Watcher Above.

The eyes of a billion Ancestors shines through Your face

Your hackles rain down life upon the Worlds in Your passing

Your Eyes shine upon the Worlds in dark and light

Your fur clothes the darkness

Your breath is our breath

Your Howl sets the Worlds to Howling

The skies shake with Your rage

Lightning boils in Your body

You purify with air, light, and sound

You bring life and safeguard it

Singer of snow and sleet

Drench-dancer and Dry-Stepper!

Breeze-blesser and Storm-Striker!

O World-Guarding Wolf!

O Endless Pack Above!

O Boundless Bounder!

O Lifebringer!

Hail Sky, Great Watcher Above!

Patreon Poem/Prayer/Song 58: For Howl, the Breath, Spark of Life

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This request was made by Maleck for Howl, the Breath, Spark of Life.

Draw Me in

Your lungs, your diaphram expand

Let Me out, slowly

Bring Me in

Deep as you can

Then out, just as swift

Gather Me in

Hold me there

Release, and I course through you

Feel the pounding of your veins

Hear the rush of inner wind

Taste the copper of blood

Smell the ozone around you

See the breathing Worlds

I breathe and burn in you

Sing with me

There are no wrong notes

I swell and move through you

Howl with me

Let your kýn hear

I am the first and last breath

Breathe with me

I will journey with you into Silence

Patreon Poem/Prayer/Song 55: For The Great Mother Below

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This request was made by Maleck for The Great Mother Below.

Ever-deep dark den

Swallowing maw of the Mother

Ever-birthing Body

Blessed Singer who swells in Silence

Hear the songs of Your scions

Howling cant of the Canid

Ever-roaming rangers

Pack playing upon You

Whisper to us Wise One

Whole-hearted we hear

Ever-speaking Sacred

In Stillness we seek

Death is duty and doom

Home’s hail to heed

Ever-patient promise

Blessing bears the broken Below

Bodies buried and born

Cycles’ ceaseless steps

Ever-turning truth

The Goddess gives Her Gifts

Bring blood and bone

Praise and power to prove

Ever-great Goddess

Right relation our rule

Patreon Poem/Song/Prayer 38: For the Pack Ancestors

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This was requested by Maleck Odinsson for the Pack Ancestors.

We wait at the edge

Between life and death

Between the first whimper and final breath

We wait in your heart

Between each beat

Between each joy and hurt

We wait in the stars

Between the expanse of here and there

Between air and empty

We are with you

We are beside you

We wait for you

Walk with us

Hunt with us

Howl with us

We are here