Moonlight is memory. Moonlight is magic. And your athame, like a wand of silver flame, may drink deeply from her glow.
When you call upon lunar energies, you awaken the sacred feminine in your blade—enhancing intuition, amplifying power, and wrapping your workings in layers of otherworldly protection. These invocations are offerings—each one a thread spun from moonlight and devotion. Use them beneath the full moon, in ritual, or whenever you wish your blade to gleam with celestial purpose.
A General Lunar Invocation
For those who walk with the moon, yet call no single name.
Step beneath her gaze—or near a candle lit in her honor. Hold your athame aloft, like a key unlocking the sky.
Say:
“Silver light and shadows deep,
Moonlit whispers, secrets keep.
By your glow, this blade I weave,
A tool of power, none deceive.
Guide my hand and guard my might,
Bless this steel with lunar light.”
Close your eyes. See your blade drink in her shimmer, glowing from hilt to tip with silver flame. The moon has heard you.
Invocation to Selene
Goddess of the full moon, the dream-weaver, the eye that watches all.
Cradle your athame close to your heart. Let your heartbeat echo in its steel.
Say:
“Selene, Mistress of the Night,
Shining Queen of silver light.
Lend your wisdom, strong and bright,
Bless this blade with second sight.
May it guide, may it see,
With moonlit power, so mote it be.”
Now, gently touch the blade to your brow. Let the veil thin. Her light is yours.
Invocation to Hecate
Goddess of the Crossroads, Keeper of Keys, the shadow who watches the threshold.
If you can, stand where paths cross—an archway, a doorway, a place of in-between. Let the blade rest in your grip, steady as a vow.
Say:
“Hecate, Keeper of the Veil,
Guide my blade, let none assail.
With fire and steel, by shadow’s grace,
No evil shall stand in this place.
Protector, Sorceress, Queen of the Night,
Empower this tool with ancient might!”
With intent, slice the air before you—banishing, shielding, claiming the space. A ward is cast. She stands with you.
Invocation to Artemis
Moon Maiden, Wild Huntress, Sister of Wolves.
Lift your athame to the stars. Feel your spine lengthen, your soul stand taller. She walks beside you.
Say:
“Artemis, Huntress bold and free,
Bless this blade, let fear not be.
With steady hand and steady heart,
From my will, let magic start.
Swift as arrow, sharp as steel,
Empower my blade, my fate to seal!”
Tap the earth beneath your feet, grounding strength into your blade. It now carries the spirit of the forest and the moon alike.
Sealing the Spell
When your invocation is complete, offer this final whisper:
“My will is strong, my blade is true,
Under the moon, I stand with you.”
Then let your athame rest beneath the moonlight—on a windowsill, an altar, or nestled in a bowl of herbs. Let it drink deeply. Let it shine.