Io Pan, God of the Groves, who haunts forsaken mountains! Come Phorbas, Whose Great Roar bade the Titans flee, Cities tremble in Your approach, Goat Horned God, whose coming foretells the wild’s triumph, You who are the Forest’s watchful Guardian, and the Defeater of ravenous enemies! Oh Mad and Untamed God, men’s strength withers before you, and on fine flute you call To fair nymph and shepherd, intoxicating unquenchable lust! Io Sinoeis! Through fine enchantment You revel under bright Selene, calling forth Bacchanalian guest, Who spills the gifts of Bromios for frenzied revelers! Oh nocturnal and lonely Lykaian, You are the secret movement of wolves and goats, May my fumigations and honeyed tribute draw You from shadowy places!
Pan with His gift from Docteur. (Taken with Instagram)
Oils have long played an important part in ritual and offering. They can be poured to the gods, added to lamps, used to anoint devotees or dress objects, they can be diffused in a burner, and even added to charcoal as incense. Their uses are only limited by one’s inspiration. Fragrant essential oils specifically are used to evoke the energy of a task or deity. The essential oil used during this ritual is a exotic blend of traditional and occult scents dedicated to Hekate, Goddess of Crossroads and Queen of the Dead. I created it to conjure up images of ancient Hellas, to capture the scents of dark temples in caves and beneath cities and inspire visions of rootcutters and witches meeting in secret groves at night. Whenever I consecrate Her oil I add a small garnet to assist in the process. Some believe stones can capture and hold energy and the garnet has associations with the pomegranate, the fruit it gets its name from, making it perfect for Hekate.
The importance of ritual consecration is emphasized by the fact that the consecration dedicates the oil to a specific task, in this case, the service of Hekate. The oil then becomes something sacred and less mundane. Once I light Her candles and lamps, and the shallow sound of occult hymns plays in the background the ritual starts by invoking the Queen of Witches to accept my sacrifice I have laid out: cheesecake topped with fig and lit by candle, a fresh unbroken egg, a clove of garlic, milk, honey, and wine. The air seems charged and the aggressive dance of the flames and the change in the smokes direction signal Her presence. Once communion is achieved I recite my ritual and chant hymns over the oils as incense swirls over the central shrine enveloping Her temple. I present them to the Dark Sky and the Dark Underworld and pass them through a the sacred incense, mixed using ancient formulas. By the ritual’s end the candle on the cake has burned out and the offering is ready to leave at the 3way crossroad for the apotropaioa. The oils then spend the night on the altar with a lamp lit for Hekate.