Hail to the Goddesses! Hail to the powerful women that dwell above and below! For Your powers and wisdoms are immense. You are a source of strength and inspiration, You inspire the women who worship You. Goddesses above and below, You are great and fearsome You are loving and compassionate. The gifts You give are the most valuable. I hail the many Goddesses who dwell across the realms. Hail Frigg, Freyja, Idunn, and Sif, Hail Sigyn, Sol, Laufey, and Nanna Bright Goddesses of light, love, fertility and abundance. Hail Skadi, Ran, Eir, Mengloth, and Hela. Potent Goddesses of might, wisdom, health, and courage. I hail You! Please, I ask for Your blessings today. Teach me to embody Your values, To help myself succeed in daily challenges To help others who struggle with theirs. Hail to the Goddesses!
Hel
Prayer to Hel
Hail to Hel. Ruler of the Underworld. Caretaker of Souls. Queen of Twilight. I hail You today. Help me accept that all must fade. Humans, animals, even Gods. All must feel the touch of eternal sleep. That none are immune to the caress of death. Not even Baldr, Who is now in Your care. Hail to You, Queen of Eternal Slumber. Hail to You, Goddess of Death. I hail You, Hel, Goddess of Her Hall. May our meeting be far in the future.
Prayer for the Mother
This prayer I recite is for the mothers, for those who are mothers, for those who wish to be mothers, for mothers who have gone on to the hereafter, and for the mother I call my own. I pray to the Queen Frigga, All-Mother that You watch over all those that call themselves mothers and those who take up that position. Help guide them and protect them. For a mother’s work and love is most precious. I pray to Angrboda, Great Witch of the Ironwoods. That You guide and protect mothers who care and love their children that are considered “outcasts” Children who are considered “monsters” because they look different. Children who would be thrown to the vipers because they are ill. For those mothers bear the most responsibility and sorrow. I pray to Freja, beautiful Fertile Goddess. That You give hope and love to the ones who are eager to bring forth life. For they are the most easily frightened. Grant their wish to bring their children safely into this world and many others the gift of motherhood they so very much desire. I pray to Sigyn, most steadfast and tragic mother. That You console those who have lost their children. Bring the mourning mother comfort and peace for her sorrow and grief is unmatched. No matter what age, a mother’s loss of a child is devastating. Give them the light and comfort that so desperately need. I pray to Rindr, one who became a mother under vile circumstances. I pray to You that You help and heal those that were given motherhood forcibly. Help them to become strong and to carry on, even when the world is against them. Console and comfort them as they mourn themselves and search for peace. I pray to Eir, Healing Goddess of Asgard. Give comfort to the ones who will never be mothers or cannot be mothers no longer. Encourage them to fight and stay strong. Help them with their health and illness, for it has rendered them unable to have children or care for any child. Help make people see them as a person rather than someone who should give birth. I pray to Hel, Goddess of the Underworld. I pray that the many mothers that have passed through Your Hall are helping and guiding their children in parenthood. That they bless them with good fortune and love and chase away the mothers that committed evil acts of evil against their own kin. I Hail and praise these Goddesses in hopes They protect the people who we call mother. No matter whom they might be, no matter if they were mothers, are mothers, or will never be mothers.
Goddess of Twilight
You, Ruler of the Dead. How many times have I seen Your visage? Was it once, twice, or thrice? Your beautiful, graceful form standing over me. Waiting, watching; will this be the time? Many a time, have I come to Your door. I have felt Your icy touch glide across my chest. In its coldness, was a warmth, a comfort. I was not fearful nor sad but curious. Curious as why You have not yet taken me. A gentle caress of my cheek, Your whispers, sounding of soft chimes. “Not now, not yet, but one day.” You return me to the healers and tell me to go home. They lead me from Your door and back to my family. Your presence, now ever present. Reminds me just how fleeting this life is. So now I cherish these days that I live. Goddess of Twilight, may we meet again, when I am old and grey
The Midgard Wyrdo 