The Official Prayer of Isis-Loreon of Temple of Auset Nevada By Rev. Ptahmassu Nofra-Uaa, Pr.H., Sanctioned By The Rt. Rev. Lady Zarita M. Zook/ Arch Priestess of Auset

Rt. Rev. Lady Loreon Vigne

The Rt. Rev. Lady Loreon Vigné, Arch Priestess of Isis, Foundress of Temple of Isis California

 

Homage to You, Isis-Loreon,
Lady of Light and Handmaiden of Isis!

Homage to You, Loreon-Isis,
Heart of Illumination Whom Horus
Receives with His falcon wings!

Blessed is Your name, O Loreon Vigné,
O Isis One, united with Isis, Whose
Divine grace works the miracle of faith
For all who call upon Her!

Great Loreon, Isis, bless us with Your love,
Your generosity, Your kindness and forgiveness!
May we remain strong in the Family of Isis
Forever, anointed by the boon of Your
Limitless wisdom!

For Yours is mercy, the benediction of
Compassion for all living creatures,
The Holy Rays of the rainbow bridge to
Isis!

O merciful Goddess,
O Loreon-Isis, Isis-Loreon,
Yours is the love of the Justified,
The Resurrected and the Living,
For in Osiris You are risen,
And in Isis You are forever living
Amongst us!

Holy Loreon, Lady of Light,
Who is Mother of us all and
Hearer of prayers, enter our
Hearts, and lead us into the
Eternal life of Almighty Isis,
The Great Mother Goddess!

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We Need You Isis: A Hymn to the Goddess Isis By the Rt. Rev. Lady Loreon Vigne, Arch Priestess/ Temple of Isis California

Auset and Heru

NOTE: This hymn or song to the Goddess Isis was presented by Lady Loreon on January 18, 2003 during the Consecration ceremonies of the World Peace Temple of Isis in San Diego, California, and is used currently by the clergy & supporters of Temple of Isis Nevada as a constant reminder of Goddess ethics in the current age. No changes- either in wording or punctuation- were made in the transcription of this text from the original copy provided by Lady Loreon.

 

Oh Isis, dear Isis
We need you now
For humans living on Earth
Do not know how
To live in peace and harmony
No matter what their path
Men fight and kill each other
With anger, hate, and wrath
They pollute our lovely planet
With poisons that destroy
The wondrous wildlife that abounds
For humankind to enjoy
They strip the green rain forests
Pollute the waters too
Oh Isis, dear Isis
We know not what to do
We need you!

We need your compassion
To teach us all to live
To be more fully human
To learn to forgive
To practice lots of kindness
To all of any faith
No matter what their color
Or religion or their race
To see the universe as one
To worship the Divine
To honor each and everyone
As a beautiful design
To be always thankful
For all that you provide
And honor each and every day
With Isis by our side
Oh Isis, be with us,
Come to us from above
We need your blessed beauty
We need your healing love
We need you!

So Isis from Her place on high
Heard the Priestess plea
She came to Earth to find a way
And gave us this decree
You must just love each other
And give thanks every day
Protect the gifts upon the Earth
And take some time to pray
I am here! I am here! I am here!

All text copyright © 2003 Rt. Rev. Loreon Vigné

Honoring Auset the Mother of the Celestial House, From “The Isian Book of Hours” By Rev. Ptahmassu Nofra-Uaa, Pr.H/ Temple of Auset Nevada

Pectoral of the Sun-God

Homage to You O Mother Auset,
Isis, You wearer of the Diadem of
the Stars!

You have risen above us on this night to take
Your place amongst the stars, with Sepdet
Going ahead of You and the moon behind
You, with the sun at Your right eye and the
Moon at Your left.

Anointed One of the Primordial Gods,
Lady of the Lake of Eternity, You Queen
And Mother of my House.

When I was alone, You were the one who
Answered my call.

When I was in need, You were the friend
Of my heart.

When I was hungry, You fed my body
From Your hand and my Ka with Your
Magic.

When I was despondent, You soothed
My heart with Your good words, and
Clothed my ears in the Wisdom of the
Divine House.

You opened the door of Your house
Before me and said “enter, my child”,
And You made me Your child, even
Like the seed of Your body, and I was
Well cared for in Your embrace.

When I was attacked by false words, You
Were the lioness who raged against my
Enemies with Your magic, and championed
Ma’at in the Cause of the Gods.

You are the Shield of the Divine House,
The Handmaiden of the Immortal Ones,
Whose wishes have reopened the Shrines
Of the Gods, and caused the Eternal Flame
To burn bright again in the Presence of the
Temples of the West.

Songstress of the Two Lands, fair of face,
Mother of the Great Torch-Bearer, Whose
Light beckons the flood of the New Year,
And causes prosperity to reign throughout
The Houses of the Gods!

O our Mother of goodness and beauty,
Queen Isis, the Lady of the Two Lands,
You token of grace for the faithful, and water
Of everlasting life for those thirsty who
Drink from Your hand, bestow upon us
Your love and abundance.

Still our hearts, cure our ills, and let our
Hands be readied for service in Your
Divine House!

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Oracle of Mother Muwt: “Navigation Over Isheru”

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O how sweet is twilight, that moment of Becoming, when shadows quicken and humankind slumbers, when the fire-orange expanse of Heaven is transformed into scintillating lapis- one moment bright, and the next a blanket of purple blue strewn with flecks of pure gold. Gone is the dazzling turquoise of midday…gone are the swallows darting hither and thither between rustling date palms dappled with the flaxen kiss of Ra. The Sun-God has abandoned His jewel on Earth, and creeping creatures bed down in thickets of papyrus, swaying softly to the serenade of crickets.

The Foremost Sanctuary of Amun casts its spell across a land dominated by stone giants, whose massive bodies bear silent witness to the passage of ages, where priests fumigate the air with myrrh, and sandalwood enchants the hot breezes rushing in from the south. White South, the Kingdom of the Lotus-Lily, the breath of the Eye of Ra, the dangerous and violent temper of the celestial vault’s Great King.

Isheru, O beautiful Isheru! How perfect are your banks, how bold the colors of the sky painted delicately across your lens of pure water. Isheru, in whose reflection the stars in their glory shine. Isheru, where noble Amun becomes the Bull of His Mother, and Khensu-Neferhotep is born! Homage to You, O glorious Isheru, the birthplace of the Lotus-Born, the falcon of crescent and disk, upon whose brow radiates the diadem of Heaven!

Perfect peace, the banks of Isheru the Lake of Profundities. The night sky heaves a sigh of relief as almighty Ra plunges beneath the deep dark waters, and at once all is still. A canopy of stars emerges that can be read like a map. Sah-Orion takes His place above Amun-Ra’s House, where the Ram reclines, enticing the heavenly travelers to pay homage to the King of the Gods. The chanting of priests diminishes, and the crash of a priestesses’ sacred rattle brings the sacred activities of the day to a profound close.

To the South of the Finest Harem of Amun glitters in silver light the crescent-shaped waters of Isheru, which my mind’s eye forms perfectly well even in the utter darkness of night’s thick cover. Fear flutters within my heart, but for a moment, as I enter the Domain of Mother Mut, the Lioness Who has been known to taste of blood and find contentment in rage.

I pour out an offering of fine red beer to You, O fiery Mut, the Lady of Isheru, the Queen of Your Sanctuary in the South! Amun the Lord of the Thrones of the Two Lands comes to embrace You, as I come to embrace You…as all living things embrace You! O Mut the lofty of crown and regal of headdress, Whose coronet is the vulture and Whose diadem is the cobra.

Homage to You, Mut the Divine Mother!
Homage to You, Mut the Beloved of Amun-Ra!
Homage to You, Mut the Queen of the Gods!
Homage to You, Mut the Mother of Khensu-Neferhotep!
Homage to You, Mut the Eye of Ra!
Homage to You, Mut-Bastet, the Great and feared Goddess!
Homage to You, Mut the Lioness of the South!

I pour out an offering of the finest red beer in the presence of the Goddess Mut, and before Her two feet I kneel in awe, where fools fear to tread, but wise men come to be reborn through the blood of the Goddess. It is well known that great Amun-Ra, the King of the holiest of holies in Waset, traverses the miles of courtyards and sanctuaries simply to bask in the passionate embrace of the Goddess…even She Whose flaming temper transforms cool water into hot blood…who quickens the pulse and can even stop a heart.

I come to this place of the Navigation, alone and to ponder the meaning of my inner Mysteries, where the Goddess makes Herself known as vulture and lioness, Eye of the Sun and Cobra of the Sun-God’s brow. Her countenance may be terrible, even as is the fear of death, but how lovely to gaze upon Her refined curves, swaying in the moon’s alabaster light and beneath the vault of heaven’s jealous gaze.

Blue-black is the hair of my Goddess, cascading down to Her smooth shoulders in two lappets capped with rosy gold. How beautiful Her gown, woven of gold feathers and enhanced with a girdle of coppery pleats. How shining white is the Southern Crown upon Her head, and beneath it the fan of vulture’s wings and talons, whose lethal grasp firmly holds the gems of Eternity, winking in the pale light of the moon.

Is it a lion’s hot breath I feel upon my face, or the cool brush of a vulture’s wing? Is my Goddess fair or frightening…pleased or passionate…content or ready for war? Behind Her majestic presence I hear the churning of the Lake of Isheru, into whose depths so many men have gazed and been drawn, where kings have offered all that they had…where armies have prayed for victory and priests for prosperity. But the time for simple prayers has come to an end, and my offering provokes its Mistress to come forth and grant Her boons. I have asked for answers, and the Queen of Isheru has opened Her leonine mouth in a manner of answer!

These are the words of Mut the Great, the Mistress of Isheru: Come, O you kings of the Earth, and listen! Come, O you rulers of the North and South, and hear the pronouncements of the Most Ancient One, Who came before you, Who heralded the dawn with Her roars and made great the flood at the time of the First Occasion!

I was with Ra on that day of the splitting open of the Ished Tree in Annu, when the enemies of the Sun-God were torn and Apep severed. I have swallowed darkness, and I have eaten death, and the Primordial Gods feared me in this my name of Mother, Death…Mother, Death. For I alone am your beginning and your end, and within my body do all things that live gain their first beginning, and achieve their last end.

Yet I have drawn forth the infant Sun from my thighs, and I have conceived from a bull and made of Him my Lotus-Born Son. I have taken in Amun, in secret, in the wet lake they call Isheru, and within the crescent flood I give life to the Moon, Whose name has been called Khensu-Neferhotep!

Hush! Hush, O Child of the Secrets, and open your mouth to receive the breast of the Sun, which is hatched from the shell of a beetle and rolled across the vault to be as one with the Ark of Ra. Dutifully the Gods come at my command, for I am the ancient Generatrix, giving the Thrones of the North and South to the Greater and Lesser Companies of the Gods to rule, and it is by my will that such things were ordered as have governed time since the time of the First Occasion.

Come now, my Son, Khensu-Neferhotep, and dip Your lotus body in the waters in which Ra daily bathes…the waters in which Amun brought Himself into being, in which Atum moved His hand over His impassioned body and ejaculated the world. These are the Waters of Renewal, where a boy becomes at last a man, where a husband fathers generations, and where the dead are reborn into everlasting life. These are the waters in which a woman nourishes her child, which embrace a man when he is transformed by the senses, and which drown a seed in order that new life might burst forth!

Know then that all things were born in the depths and return to the depths, deep down into the watery abyss where the Sun had His beginnings. This is the Crescent-Place we call Isheru, which receives the gilded ship of my Becoming on the eve of the New Moon. This is the feast they call the Navigation, but it is nothing less than the navigation of humankind as a child through the womb of its Mother…the sapling’s fragile branches into the body of a great tree…the seed of a man into the lineage of his progeny.

Isheru is the womb where the kernel of potential is urged into fruition, and the process of Creation becomes a distinct reality. It is the bone that contains the marrow, drawn out from the corpses of the dead by vultures and transformed into the nectar of life. For all living things are born from death, and death is the Mother of all life.

Thus am I called Mut…“Mother”…Mut…“death”. O death, my Mother! O death, the becoming of my Ka into the greatness of the Glorified, Whose forms are boundless and Whose lights guide the way for the blind. All sight begins with darkness, into which pierces the light, giving form to form and substance to shape. Its root is darkness…emptiness…what they call the Abyss of chaos.

Go down, my child, into the Waters of the Isheru, and come up again renewed with the knowledge that comes from partaking of the Mysteries. All true knowledge comes from direct experience, and the experience of Immortality is gained through the transformations of birth and death, which are known to the Gods and to all creeping creatures beneath the Sun!

O my Mother Mut, from Whose noble breast I have suckled the wisdom of the Mysteries! Cradle my desire in Your two hands, and make of me Your Lotus-Born child, Whose countenance appears again and again in His name of Khensu-Neferhotep!

In gratitude I bestow the first fruits of the Harvest, the corn and the cornflower, the grain and the beer, the bread and the vine. I waft frankincense to Heaven and shake the Sistrum before Your face, glowing with gold and shining like turquoise.

When at long last I return to the world of the Sun, my feet have been washed clean in the Waters of Renewal, and the words of my Goddess have been inscribed upon my heart. There is no outer explanation of the Mysteries that can dispel their shadows nor express their ageless wisdom. These are held firmly in the vulture’s claws of my Mistress- the One Who is the Mistress of that Crescent-Lake called Isheru.

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Words of the Great Enchantress, From “The Isian Book of Hours” By Rev. Ptahmassu Nofra-Uaa, Pr.H/ Temple of Auset Nevada

Auset Relief

I am the Girdle of the raiment of Auset, glimmering,
Casting off light, the Protector of Her breast,
Shedding light into the darkness, uniting the Two
Defendresses Who dwell in my body through the
Mighty enchantment of my very words!

I have driven away the darkness by my might!
I have taken possession of the Great Crown!
For I am the Woman Who illuminates the darkness,
Because I have arrived to make light the darkness;
And it is illumined doubly so!

I have made light the darkness. I have overthrown
The aggressors, and adored those who are in the
Darkness.

I have made those who mourn to rise up again,
Together with those whose faces had been hidden,
Who had fallen in dejection.
They gazed upon me in an instant.
For I am the Woman, the Goddess Auset!

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Hail to the Seven Sisters of Hwt-Her/ Hathor By the Rt. Rev. Lady Zarita M. Zook, Arch Priestess of Auset/ Temple of Auset Nevada

Seven Hathors

Hail to the Seven Sisters of Hwt-Her, Whose names are secret!

Hail Sisters of Hwt-Her, She with hair of red and She with bright hair!

Hail Sisters of Hwt-Her, She of the universe and She Whose name flourishes through skillfulness!

Hail Sisters of Hwt-Her, She Who is the Lady of Thunder, lightening and wind, the One Who is the Sky Storm!

Hail Sisters of Hwt-Her, She Who is from the Land of Kemet and She Who is from the Land of Silence!

Hail Ye Seven Who make decrees, Who support Ma’at and protect us! Shield us against the enemies of light, adorn us in the raiment of Truth and nourish us when our strength fails.  Guide us and assist us in the daily routine of our earthly lives!

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Hail Glorious Auset By the Rt. Rev. Lady Zarita M. Zook, Arch Priestess of Auset/ Temple of Auset Nevada

Roman Era Isis

 

Hail glorious Auset!  The Sun reflects Your purity and all the Earth rejoices!

Hail glorious Auset!  The lotus and the rose reflect Your purity and all the Earth rejoices!

Hail glorious Auset!  The Moon reflects Your purity and all the Earth rejoices!

Hail glorious Auset!  The great rivers and seas reflect Your purity and all the Earth rejoices!

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Honoring Auset of Generosity and Prosperity By the Rt. Rev. Lady Zarita M. Zook, Arch Priestess of Auset/ Temple of Auset Nevada

Auset of Prosperity

 

Hail Auset, Isis, radiant glory of the universe, Thou who art cherished and ever will be cherished!  Grant the bless that we pray for in this sacred season of Coming Forth.

Hail Auset, Isis, Queen of Heaven, Thou who opens our hearts to generosity that we may bless others!

Hail Auset, Isis, Queen of the Earth, Thou who blesses our lives with the aspect of all earthly things!

Hail Auset, Isis, Queen of Heaven and Earth, Thou who brings prosperity and comfort into our homes!  We thank You for Your blessing.

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Honoring Auset the Light of the World By the Rt. Rev. Lady Zarita M. Zook, Arch Priestess of Auset/ Temple of Auset Nevada

Auset Offering Sistrum of Light

Auset, Isis, O Brilliant One!  See before You the lights of Your children, shinning in the darkness to light the way for Ausir.

Auset, take the energy of our shining lights into Your body to light the way for Ausir!

Ausir, Osiris, great of love, Lord of beautiful desire, see before You the shining lights of Auset brightening the way!

Ausir, we have given the energy of our shining lights to brighten the way for Your return!

Auset, You are the light in the midst of darkness!  Your beloved Ausir comes from Amenti to embrace You.

Auset, Light of the World, go to embrace Ausir!

Ausir, beautiful being, Auset the light of the world comes to embrace You.

No one was ever born that has not been touched by the love of Auset and Ausir.

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Homage to the Goddess Mut By the Rt. Rev. Lady Zarita M. Zook, Arch Priestess of Auset/ Temple of Auset Nevada

Bracelet With Mut

Homage to You Mut, Great Mother and Queen of the Gods and Goddesses, Whose temple is at the sacred lake in Waset.

Homage to You Mut, Wife of Amun and Mother of Khonsu, Who wears the Crown of the South and holds the papyrus scepter.

Homage to You Mut, Goddess of the Queens, Whose symbol and name mean “mother”, and who wears the headdress of the vulture.

Homage to You Mut, who wears the Crown of the North and holds the Ankh which is life.

Homage to You Mut, Divine Mother and Queen of United Kemet!

All text copyright © 2005-2015 Rt. Rev. Zarita M. Zook