Light each corner's candle as you invoke and extinguish as you banish
EAST (INVOCATION)
Facing East:
Guardians of the watchtower of the east, I do summon, stir, and call thee up to
protect me in my rite. Come to me now on the cool breath of Autumn's sigh which
heralds the advent of Winter and the close of harvest time. Breathe into us the
spirit of the pure joy of life. So mote it be!
EAST (BANISHMENT)
Facing East:
"Guardians of the watchtower of the east, return now to the brisk Autumn breezes
which are brimming with the excitement of the year's climax. Take with you my
blessings and thanks. Stay if you will but go if you must. Hail and farewell!
SOUTH (invocation)
Facing South: Guardians of the watchtower of the south, I do summon, stir, and
call thee up to protect me in my rite. Come forth from the cook fires and
smokehouses where food is being made ready for the coming cold months. Kindle
within me the flame of spiritual awakening. So mote it be!
SOUTH (banishing)
Facing South:
"Guardians of the watchtower of the south, return now to the dying fires of
Autumn's heat soon to give way to Winter's chill. Take with you my blessings and
thanks. Stay if you will but go if you must. Hail and farewell!
WEST (invoking)
Facing West:
Guardians of the watchtower of the west, I do summon, stir, and call thee up to
protect me in my rite. Come forth from the rainbow hued morning dew that covers
the fields, and is soon to be frost. Asperge us with your diadems and water our
deepest roots that we may find peace of mind. So mote it be!
WEST (banishing)
Facing West:
"Guardians of the watchtower of the west, return now to the Autumn rains which
cool the Earth's fevered brow baked in the heat of Summer afternoons. Take with
you my blessings and thanks. Stay if you will but go if you must. Hail and
farewell!
NORTH (invoking)
Facing North:
Guardians of the watchtower of the north, I do summon, stir, and call thee up to
protect me in my rite. Come forth from the fertile bosom of our Blessed Mother
Earth, and nourish me so that our hopes may grow to fruition. So mote it be!
NORTH (banishing)
Facing North:
Guardians of the watchtowers of the north, return now to the Earth where worms
burrow deeper and seeds nestle awaiting the long sleep of Winter. Take with you
my blessings and thanks. Stay if you will but go if you must. Hail and farewell!