Prayer to Chloe
Prayer to the goddess of fertility
Chloe, goddess of blooming fertility, we give you thanks for procreation and all that you have created. I ask of thee to be here beside me on this day and each day until my death and reincarnation. For you are worthy of all praise and glory. May you forever be honored in everything you have blessed the world with. We love you above all desires, riches, and wants. Remind us that the greatest gift of all is love. For you are more beautiful than the universe itself. We give thanks to you for our many blessings. Remind us of the law harm none and that all that is done will be returned to us threefold, good or evil.
Chloe, wonderful goddess and mother so giving, we praise you for all of your beauty and everything beautiful that has been made for all living things with your hands. For you are the full moon, the fresh spring rain, the golden fields, the singing robin. Blessed be!
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Danielle Mosley
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Prayer to Artemis
Artemis, goddess of hunting and wild animals, be here beside me on this night. Remind me that wild animals are to be respected and killed humanly for food. Please I ask you to protect these animals from harm and to please put these abusers of these animals away and bring them to justice. Please also remind me of the law harm none and to remind me of the threefold law and that whatever is done to others will return to me threefold. Keep your watch over the animals of the forest and fields, and of the birds of the skies. Please protect the fish of the sea and the little ones in their nests. Please remind all mankind that hunting shall be done humanly. And if they are not to kill them humanly to not do it at all.
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Beautiful short piece Danielle😊!