Bring forth the Dark Goddess


A white candle
A Bell
A knife or Wand


Here is a spell to invoke Hecate, the dark goddess of witchcraft and Sorcery. The formula for the spell is of my devising but the incantation is by the famous sorcerer, Allister Crowley.

Spell Casting

First, Create total darkness for yourself, taking in its energy power. Become relaxed, and prepare to let the Dark goddess and her power into your heart. Then, after several minute, light the candle with a single stroke of the match or click of the lighter. Take in the flames light, and heat. Look how it flickers and dances in the darkness. The take the bell in one hand and the knife/wand in the other and face the north. Strike the bell thrice with your Wand/knife and chant the Incantation as so:

O triple form of darkness! Somber splendor! Thou moon unseen of men! Thou huntress dread! Thou crowned demon of the crownless dead! O breasts of blood, too bitter and too tender! Unseen of gentle spring, Let me the offering. Bring to thy shrine’s sepulchral glittering! I slay the swart beast! I bestow the bloom Sown in the dusk, and gathered in the gloom Under the waning moon, At midnight hardly lightening the East; And the black lamb from the black ewe’s dead womb I bring, and stir the slow infernal tune Fit for thy chosen priest. Here where the band of Ocean breaks the road Black-trodden, deeply-stooping, to the abyss, I shall salute thee with the nameless kiss Pronounced toward the uttermost abode Of thy supreme desire. I shall illume the fire Whence thy wild stryges shall obey the lyre, Whence thy Lemurs shall gather and spring round, Girdling me in the sad funereal ground With faces turned back ,My face averted! I shall consummate The awful act of worship, O renowned Fear upon earth, and fear in hell, and black Fear in the sky beyond Fate! I hear the whining of thy wolves! I hear The howling of the hounds about thy form, Who comest in the terror of thy storm, And night falls faster, ere thine eyes appear Glittering through the mist. O face of woman unkissed Save by the dead whose love is taken ere they wist! Thee, thee I call! O dire one! O divine! I, the sole mortal, seek thy deadly shrine, Pour the dark stream of blood, A sleepy and reluctant river Even as thou drawest, with thine eyes on mine, To me across the sense-bewildering flood That holds my soul for ever!

Then, with a single breath, blow out the candle and wait. Lurking in the darkness you may see a darkness more darker then the shadows around you. You may feel a presence of power and fear. This darkness may take the shape of a woman or dog. If you see any of these things then the dark goddess, and mistress of all magick has come.
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