I walk the ancient path to the temple at the center.
I hear the urgent clanging of the summoning bell.
Sweetgrass and sage smoke cleanse me as I enter.
I’ve come to be anointed at the Mother’s holy well.
Come to the Temple. Come to be healed.
Come to be tested, tempered and steeled.
Come with your weakness, with every last flaw.
Come to release them, to sacrifice all.
Come with your tenderness. Come with your pain.
Come to the Temple. Come home again.
We are here to build our Temple from our memory and vision.
We have been too long in hiding from ourselves and our true calling.
It’s time to light the sacred fire of our initiation,
To awaken all the dreamers, for a dark night is falling.
The line of priestesses is broken.
But there is work to be done.
The Great Earth Mother has spoken.
She is calling her daughters to come.
Come to the Temple. Come to be healed.
Come to be tested, tempered and steeled.
Come with your weakness, with every last flaw.
Come to release them, to sacrifice all.
Come with your tenderness. Come with your pain.
Come to the Temple. Come home again.
Today we seize the courage to step into the mystery.
We shed the rags of fear as we emerge into the now.
Shining in our naked light we take our place in history.
Today we come together to begin anew somehow.
The line of priestesses is open.
And there is work to be done.
The Great Earth Mother has spoken.
She is calling her daughters and sons.
Come to the Temple. Come to be healed.
Come to be tested, tempered and steeled.
Come with your weakness, with every last flaw.
Come to release them, to sacrifice all.
Come with your tenderness. Come with your pain.
Come to the Temple. Come home.
Come to the Temple. Come home.
Come to the Temple. Come home again.