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Appalachian Pagan Alliance May 2008 Newsletter

Editress: Ginger Strivelli

The APA didn't hold a Annual May Day Celebration this year as 
all 3 leading Priestesses were unusually busy, but we hope to 
return to that tradition in 2009.


In honor of Our Lord the Sun God, this months Book of shadows 
is Sun hymns:


Egyptian Sun Gad Prayer from the Leiden Payurus

How splendid you ferry the skyways,
 Horus of Twin Horizons,
 The needs of each new day
firm in your timeless pattern
 The faces of all are upturned to you,
 As mankind and Gods alike 
lift their morningsong:
“Lord of the daybreak,


The Hopi tribe has a wonderful, beautiful and magical 
Sun God Incantation Chant that is sung very fast over 
and over and over with drumming and dancing. It goes: 

Ke-ya-Wa-te,layn-yo layn-yo mah-hoy-te 
Hi-ya-no, Hi-ya-no, Hi-ya-no 
(or in english; we are one with the infinite sun 
forever and ever and ever)


From the Cherokee Morning Song:

Wen' deh ya ho, wen' deh ya ho,
Wen' deh ya, wen' deh ya.. ho ho ho ho,
He-ya ho, he-ya ho, ya ya ya

Freely translated:  I am of the 'great Spirit' 
(or Sky Father, Morning Sun God)

From the Rig-Veda 

Crossing space, you are the maker of light, 
seen by everyone, O Sun. 
You illumine the whole, wide realm of space. 
You rise up facing all the groups of Gods, 
facing mankind, facing everyone, so that 
they can see the sunlight. 

Quoted from Writings of Homer:

To Helios 
And now, O Muse Calliope, daughter of Zeus, begin to sing 
of glowing Helios whom mild-eyed Euryphaessa, the far-shining 
one, bare to the Son of Earth and starry Heaven. For 
Hyperion wedded glorious Euryphaessa, his own sister, 
who bare him lovely children, rosy-armed Eos and rich-tressed 
Selene and tireless Helios who is like the deathless gods. 
As he rides in his chariot, he shines upon men and deathless 
gods, and piercingly he gazes with his eyes from his golden 
helmet. Bright rays beam dazzlingly from him, and his bright 
locks streaming from the temples of his head gracefully 
enclose his far-seen face: a rich, fine-spun garment glows 
upon his body and flutters in the wind: and stallions 
carry him. Then, when he has stayed his golden-yoked 
chariot and horses, he rests there upon the highest point 
of heaven, until he marvelously drives them down again through 
heaven to Ocean. Hail to you, lord! Freely bestow on me 
substance that cheers the heart. And now that I have begun 
with you, I will celebrate the race of mortal men half-divine 
whose deeds the Muses have showed to mankind. 


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