Offering is scattered to the four directions. The children of the Earth call out to the Gods and Goddesses. So, O Shining Ones, we call to you as our elders, in reverence and love, to join in our magic. Come to our fire, Spirits, meet us at the boundary of the otherworld. Guide and ward our way as we come into your realm.
Offering is made to the fire.
To you, rulers of the Isle of Apples, we make offering. Manannan mac Lir, we give you apples, fruit of healing and blessing. Aine, we give you bread, made by our skill from your bounty. Join your magic with ours in this work of Druidry. Now let our voices arise on the Fire let our voices resound in the Well.