Ελληνικά
10/12/"2012"
Our House Celebrated on Sunday 9th of Decmeber , performing a Great Rite for the Celebartion of Minor Dionysia. The Rite took place in the Ancient Altar of the GOD Dionysus in Rapntosa area of Attica.
Under a nonstop Purifying Rain, a Gift from our Father Zeus, on a Mystical and most Ancient Place, we made the Sacred Acts of “Katharmous” (Cleansing), a major part of our Rites, especially this time of the year, as we preparing ourselves for the Great Rite of the Winter Solstice and the Turning of the Wheel that will announce the passage to a New Self.
Minor Dionysia is one of the Major Rites of our House, that we constantly Celebrate, Honoring the Lord of our House, the Eternal Youth, Dionysus.
We wish to every Brother and Sister, wherever they may be in the world, Health and Prosperity. May The Great Dionysus Bless upon you all, providing Strength from His Eternal Youth Force.
The Fire Still Burns
Our House Celebrated on Sunday 9th of Decmeber , performing a Great Rite for the Celebartion of Minor Dionysia. The Rite took place in the Ancient Altar of the GOD Dionysus in Rapntosa area of Attica.
Under a nonstop Purifying Rain, a Gift from our Father Zeus, on a Mystical and most Ancient Place, we made the Sacred Acts of “Katharmous” (Cleansing), a major part of our Rites, especially this time of the year, as we preparing ourselves for the Great Rite of the Winter Solstice and the Turning of the Wheel that will announce the passage to a New Self.
Minor Dionysia is one of the Major Rites of our House, that we constantly Celebrate, Honoring the Lord of our House, the Eternal Youth, Dionysus.
We wish to every Brother and Sister, wherever they may be in the world, Health and Prosperity. May The Great Dionysus Bless upon you all, providing Strength from His Eternal Youth Force.
The Fire Still Burns
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Glory to the Eternal Gods! |
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Homeric Hymn to Dionysus
... For some say, at Dracanum; and some, on windy Icarus;
and some, in Naxos, O Heaven-born, Insewn;
and others by the deep-eddying river Alpheus
that pregnant Semele bare you to Zeus the thunder-lover.
And others yet, lord, say you were born in Thebes;
but all these lie. The Father of men and gods gave you birth
remote from men and secretly from white-armed Hera.
There is a certain Nysa, a mountain most high and richly grown with woods,
far off in Phoenice, near the streams of Aegyptus ...
“and men will lay up for her many offerings in her shrines.
And as these things are three,
so shall mortals ever sacrifice perfect hecatombs to you
at your feasts each three years.”
The Son of Cronos spoke and nodded with his dark brows.
And the divine locks of the king flowed forward from his immortal head,
and he made great Olympus reel.
So spake wise Zeus and ordained it with a nod.
Be favorable, O Insewn, Inspirer of frenzied women!
we singers sing of you as we begin and as we end a strain,
and none forgetting you may call holy song to mind.
And so, farewell, Dionysus, Insewn,
with your mother Semele whom men call Thyone.
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