I call upon the Universe Energy above us.

Who guards the twilight between us and the dusk of night.

The wandering planets and magic stars.

The light of all creation, binding us to one another.

Streams of fleeting connections embrace us with power.

I call upon the here and now.

The present moment of life.

As we stand suspended never again repeated

Crafted, foreshadowing memories to appear.

Laughter, sharing, mystical breaths of creation.

I call upon the land beneath our feet.

Where spirit rises to meet us.

Where we are small against the vastness to time and space.

A place of our ancestors, who gathered at the crossroads.

Connecting us with each other

and yet alone on the hedge.

I call the spirits to the North

Who guard the wind and sail beyond the scope.

Free to travel, hush speaking our truths.

Upon the words spoken, provoking, inspiring, acting.

We emerge stronger in the learning.

Understanding and knowing between the realms.

I call the spirits to the South

Who guard the land, protecting the seat of Mother Earth.

Providing us with her bounty of life.

Tracking the ways of our journeys and roads which rise to meet us.

Gathering forth at the land travelled through time.

Holding sacred places upon the crossroads of life.

I call the spirits to the East

Who guard the fires within and without.

Where warmth is found among and forge our bonds of steel.

Melting our convictions to compromise and agree.

But where the fight lives on in blackened soot, laced with courage.

Returning again to the safe places gathered around the hearths fire.

Feeling the warmth of blood and kin.

I call the spirits to the West

Who guard the waters, holding secrets of their own.

A bridge between here and there.

Deepened and sacred to the heart.

A place to tear the veil and step beyond our own.

Holding the compassion to merge beyond ourselves.

Here in this place I acknowledge the Castles 4.

Of Castle Revelry to the North-East

Of Castle Perilous to the South-West

Of Glass Castle to the North-West

Of Stone Castle to the South-East

It is here I lay the compass round.

A journey we take together

Only to meet in the middle of time and space.

I mark us as one.

Within and Without, Above and Below.

We draw to the center and form the circle round.

This is now our sacred place.

Written by Colleen Jorgensen:
This 8th day of December in the year 2016.