The Full Wiccan Rede
Bide the Wiccan Laws we must
In Perfect Love and Perfect Trust.
Live and let live,
Fairly take and fairly give.
Cast the Circle thrice about
To keep the evil spirits out.
To bind the spell every time
Let the spell be spake in rhyme.
Soft of eye and light of touch,
Speak little, listen much.
Honor the Old Ones in deed and name,
Let love and light be our guides again.
Deosil go by the waxing moon,
Chanting out the Witches’ Rune.
Widdershins go by the waning moon,
Chanting out the baneful rune.
When the Lady’s moon is new,
Kiss the hand to her, times two.
When the moon rides at her peak,
Then your heart’s desire, seek.
Heed the North wind’s mighty gale,
Lock the door and drop the sail.
When the wind comes from the South,
Love will kiss thee on the mouth.
When the wind blows from the West,
All hearts will find peace and rest.
When the wind blows from the East,
Expect the new and set the feast.
Nine woods in the cauldron go,
Burn them fast and burn them slow.
Birch, in the fire goes,
Represents what the Lady knows.
Oak, in the forest, tower with might,
In the fire brings the God’s insight.
Rowan is a tree of power
Causing life and magick to flower.
Willows at the waterside stand
Helping us to the Summerland.
Hawthorn is burned to purify
And draw the faerie to thine eye.
Hazel–tree of wisdom and learning,
Adds its strength to the fire burning.
White are the flowers of Apple tree
That brings us fruits of fertility.
Grapes grow upon the vine
Giving us both joy and wine.
Fir doth mark the evergreen
To represent immortality seen.
Elder be the Lady’s tree,
Burn it not or cursed you’ll be.
Four times the Major Sabbats mark
In the light and in the dark.
As the old year starts to wane
The new begins, it’s now Samhain.
When the time for Imbolc shows
Watch for flowers through the snows.
When the Wheel begins to turn,
Let the Beltane fires burn.
As the wheel turns to Lamas night
Power is brought to magick rite.
Four times the Minor Sabbats fall
Use the Sun to mark them all.
When the Wheel has turned to Yule,
Light the log and the Horned One rules.
In the spring, when night equals day
Time for Ostara to come our way.
When the Sun has reached its height
Time for Oak and Holly to fight.
Harvesting comes to one and all
When the Autumn Equinox does fall.
Heed ye Flower, Bush and Tree,
By the Lady, blessed be.
Where the rippling waters go,
Cast a stone and truth you’ll know.
When ye have a true need,
Hearken not to others’ greed.
With a fool no season spend,
Lest ye be counted as his friend.
Merry meet and merry part,
Bright the cheeks and warm the heart.
Mind the Threefold Law you should,
Three times bad and three times good.
When misfortune is enow,
Wear the blue star on thy brow.
True in Love ever be,
Lest thy lover’s false to thee.
Eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill:
“An ye harm none, do what ye will.”
The Wiccan Rede
(Advice of the elders)
(Full Version - adapted for Southern Hemisphere)
Bide within the Law you must, in perfect Love and perfect Trust.
Live you must and let to live, fairly take and fairly give.
For tread the Circle thrice about to keep unwelcome spirits out.
To bind the spell well every time, let the spell be said in rhyme.
Light of eye and soft of touch speak you little, listen much.
Honour the Old Ones in deed and name let love and light be our guides again.
Deosil go by the waxing moon, sing and dance the joyful rune.
Tuathail go by the waning moon, chanting out the baneful tune.
When the Lady's moon is new, kiss the hand to Her times two.
When the moon rides at Her peak then your heart's desire seek.
Heed the South winds mighty gale, lock the door and trim the sail.
When the Wind blows from the West, nurture your heart and your nest.
When the wind comes North to south, love will kiss you on the mouth.
When the wind whispers from the East, all hearts will find rest and peace.
Nine woods in the Cauldron go, burn them fast and burn them slow.
Birch in the fire goes to represent what the Lady knows.
Oak in the forest towers with might, in the fire it brings the God's insight.
Rowan is a tree of power causing life and magick to flower.
Willows at the waterside stand ready to help us to the Summerland.
Hawthorn is burned to purify and to draw faerie to your eye.
Hazel-the tree of wisdom and learning adds its strength to the bright fire burning.
White are the flowers of Apple tree that brings us fruits of fertility.
Grapes grow upon the vine giving us both joy and wine.
Fir does mark the evergreen to represent immortality seen.
Elder is the Lady's tree burn it not or cursed you'll be.
Four times the Major Sabbats mark in the light and in the dark.
As the old year starts to wane, it's now Samhain.
When the time for Imbolc shows watch for flowers through the snows.
When the wheel begins to turn soon the Beltane fires will burn.
As the wheel turns to Lughnassadh night power is brought to magick rite.
Four times the Minor Sabbats fall use the Sun to mark them all.
When the wheel has turned to Yule light the log the Horned One rules.
In the spring, when night equals daytime for Ostara to come our way.
When the Sun has reached its height time for Oak and Holly to fight.
Harvesting comes to one and all when the Autumn Equinox does fall.
Heed the flower, bush, and tree by the Lady blessed you'll be.
Where the rippling waters go cast a stone, the truth you'll know.
When you have and hold a need, hearken not to others greed.
With a fool no season spend or be counted as his friend.
Merry Meet and Merry Part bright the cheeks and warm the heart.
Mind the Three-fold Laws you should three times bad and three times good.
When misfortune is enow wear the star upon your brow.
Be true in love this you must do unless your love is false to you.
These Eight words the Rede fulfil:
"An Ye Harm None, Do What Ye Will"
The Witches Creed | The Witches Credo
- Hear now the word of the Witch,
- the secrets once hid in the night,
- When darkness was for protection,
- We now bring forth in the light.
- Mysteries of the Water and Fire,
- The Earth and the wide-ranging Air,
- By hidden Quintessence we know them,
- and we bring honor in silence and fair.
- The birth and rebirth of all Nature,
- the passing of Winter and Spring,
- We share with the life Universal,
- rejoicing in the never-ending Ring
- Four times in the year we give homage,
- come forth the Witches are seen,
- At Lammas and Candelas we're dancing,
- so too on May Eve and old Halloween
- When daytime and nighttime are equal,
- when sun is at it's greatest and least,
- The four lesser Sabbats are summoned,
- again the Witches gather in feast.
- Thirteen silver moons in a year,
- thirteen to be the magikal array,
- Thirteen times at Esbat we make merry,
- for the work of the night and the day.
- The knowledge has passed down the ages,
- each time between woman and man
- Each century unto the other,
- old times since the ages began.
- When drawn in the Magikal circle,
- by sword or athame of light,
- It's compass between two worlds opens,
- in honor and love for this night.
- Our world has no right to know it,
- and the world beyond will tell naught,
- The oldest of Gods are invoked there,
- the great work of light's Magik is wrought.
- For two are the mystical pillars,
- that stand at the gate of the shrine,
- And two are the powers of Nature,
- the forms and the forces divine.
- Do what thou wilt be the challenge,
- so be it in love that harms none,
- For this is the only commandment,
- By wisdom of faith so let it be done.
The Dark Pagan's Rede Dubh Paganach Rede | Sgathan "Shadow Witches" Rede
For those who walk a shadowed path
for whatever reason
because it is Path in your soul that calls to you,
a particular Goddess of Dark Paganism
that calls to you or who you are,
Trust your Heart and follow What it Speaks,
as it will never be wrong.
We are Witches, We Are Ancients
Those that stand out among shadows
We are weavers, healers and shamans, and warriors
Judge and Jury
and This is our Creed.
Do not Offend, But Defend
Give your Kin a house if they have no Home
Remember in all forms are we the Goddesses children in one way or another
She is the weaver, the threader and the cutter of Life
No matter what name she is called, she is the great mother, The All, The Source
Know the Great dance and the Spiral is never ending and your day's walk Long,
and most often someone will try and break your paths
But when the wolves tear at your heels, remember only the hardest paths
Are the paths worth Walking.
Life will not be without troubles, fights, hardships
And we are not witches to get nor gain
For that is but an empty path that leads to greed and the ruin of your Soul.
We are the witches, singers, shamans, dreamers, weavers, healers and Warriors of the Wild Winds,
in the storms and in the fury of the storm and of Life
Our knowledge is all knowing,
yet we continue to learn things Everyday
as is our right
Treat your kin with as much respect as you wish to be treated and you can not lead astray
Treasure Everyday as it were your last, cherishing the beauty of all life and all Things
Protect this rugged Earth Mother as best you can, Honour her.
Even if it is but a Rock, know that it too has its own spirit
Life is everywhere and magick can be breathed in as it's purest essence.
Know as the Goddesses child, no matter what you call her
She is always beside you, inside you and with you
Believe this always and you will never be forsaken
Even when there is a lesson to be learnt that She must teach you
Even if that lesson whips you across the face, it has purpose and reason.
Keep your eyes and ears open and listen not only with the physical Eye,
but the astral ones, for there are signs in all things.
In the wind, the rain, the sky and the deep Earth.
Never look back on your past until you feel you are ready,
and remember we have a long way to go.
There is Strength in the Darkness, in Shadows and also in The Light,
And Shadows can not exist without Perfect balance of Light and Dark.
We are the Children of Grey Magick and it's Power is Thine to Weild!