Hail to the gods and goddesses,

to the ancestors and the ancient mothers,

to the spirits of home and hearth,

and to the spirits of the land beneath our feet.

Above all, hail Freyja,

Lady of Fólkvangr,

bright goddess of love and beauty,

of magic, courage, desire, and sovereignty.

Beloved Lady, to whom my heart is most devoted,

I give you praise and thanks.

For love and friendship,

for beauty and wonder,

for courage in times of fear,

for passion in the living of life,

and for the mysteries that lie beyond what mortal eyes can see—

Hail Freyja!

Hail Eir, gentle healer,

whose hands bring comfort and restoration.

For healing, mercy, and the mending of what is broken,

I give thanks.

Hail Eir!

Hail Sunna, radiant Lady of the Sun,

whose light returns with every dawn

and whose warmth awakens the sleeping earth.

For light after darkness,

for warmth, hope, and the turning of the seasons—

Hail Sunna!

Hail Njörðr, Lord of sea and shore,

keeper of favorable winds and prosperous journeys.

For the bounty of the waters,

for safe passage,

and for the gifts carried upon wind and wave—

Hail Njörðr!

Hail Nerthus, ancient Mother,

holy power of earth, peace, and fertile abundance.

For the soil that bears us,

for the growing green world,

and for the peace that allows life to flourish—

Hail Nerthus!

Hail Skaði, Lady of mountains and wilderness,

hunter of the high places and keeper of the wild.

For strength, endurance, independence,

and the untamed beauty of the world—

Hail Skaði!

Hail Ostara,

bringer of spring and renewal.

For the returning green,

for new beginnings,

and for the promise that life returns—

Hail Ostara!

Hail Nehalennia,

guardian of those who travel upon uncertain waters,

keeper of prosperity and safe return.

For protection upon the journey,

for abundance,

and for the blessing of coming safely home—

Hail Nehalennia!

Hail Nodens,

keeper of healing, protection, and the wild places.

For strength in body and spirit,

for guardianship in times of danger,

and for the mysteries of forest and water—

Hail Nodens!

Hail Elen of the Ways,

Lady of paths and journeys,

guide through the wild places of the world.

For every road before us,

for wisdom in choosing our way,

and for the courage to continue the journey—

Hail Elen of the Ways!

Hail Hnoss and Gersemi,

daughters of beauty and precious things.

For the treasures that cannot be measured in gold,

for joy, friendship, love, and all that makes life rich—

Hail Hnoss and Gersemi!

Hail Byggvir and Beyla,

spirits of grain, field, and fruitful labor.

For bread upon the table,

for harvest gathered,

for honest work,

and for the abundance born of earth and effort—

Hail Byggvir and Beyla!

Hail Hecate, Lady of the Crossroads,

keeper of the ways that meet and part,

guardian of thresholds,

of doors and gates,

and of all places where one world passes into another.

Torch-bearing Lady,

you who carry light through the darkness,

guide those who travel uncertain paths

and those who stand before choices yet unmade.

For wisdom at the crossroads,

for courage when the way ahead is unknown,

and for the light that shines when all else is dark—

I give you praise and thanks.

Hail Hecate!

Hail to the Ancestral Mothers,

the ancient ones who came before names were written

and before memory was kept in books.

Mothers of mothers,

keepers of life through countless generations,

we remember you.

For life itself,

for the long unbroken chain that reaches into the distant past,

and for the generations yet to come—

Hail to the Ancestral Mothers!

Hail to my ancestors,

known and unknown,

near and distant.

Those whose names I remember,

and those whose names have been lost to time—

I remember that I stand here because you once stood.

May the worthy among you know honor.

May those who suffered know peace.

May those who watch over their descendants

find welcome at my hearth.

Hail to the Ancestors!

Hail to the spirits of this home.

Guardians of hearth and threshold,

companions in the quiet places,

keepers of the spaces in which we live—

May there be peace between us.

May this home be a place of warmth and welcome,

of safety and friendship,

of laughter and rest.

For shelter and hearth—

Hail to the Spirits of Home!

And hail to the spirits of this land.

Spirits of earth and stone,

of tree and root,

of stream and field,

of bird and beast,

of wind and rain—

I honor the land upon which I live.

May I walk upon it with respect.

May I take only with gratitude.

May I give in return where I am able.

For the beauty and bounty of this living world—

Hail to the Spirits of the Land!

And so, to all the Holy Powers I honor:

To gods and goddesses,

to ancestors and ancient mothers,

to the spirits of home and land—

I offer my praise.

For all that has been given,

for all that sustains me,

for all that brings beauty, strength, healing, and joy into life—

I give thanks.

May I live with courage.

May I love deeply.

May I honor those who came before me.

May I care for the land that sustains me.

May my home be a place of peace and welcome.

And above all—

Hail Freyja, beloved Lady of Fólkvangr!

May your favor be remembered,

your beauty praised,

your courage honored,

and your name spoken with love and gratitude.

Hail Freyja!

Hail the Holy Powers!

Hail the Ancestors!

Hail the Spirits of Home!

Hail the Spirits of the Land!

With praise in my heart and gratitude upon my lips,

I give thanks.