Calendar of the Sun
Altar: Upon a brown cloth lay stalks of buckwheat in a basket, a clay cup of milk, and a bowl of
Offerings: Give food to the poor.
Daily Meal: Buckwheat porridge or pancakes.
I sing the praises of grain,
That which sustained our foremothers
That which strengthened our foremothers
That which fed all children's hungry mouths
That which multiplies from the earth,
Giving back more than we give in turn.
I sing the praises of the sacrifice
That is cut down
That we may live.
(The milk is passed around, and the remainder poured out as a libation.)
I sing the praises of Buckwheat,
Grain of high Tibet,
Field of leaves like hearts
And delicate white flowers,
Grain shaped like the pyramids,
Beloved of bees,
I sing the praises of Buckwheat.
(The buckwheat porridge is passed around, and the remainder poured out as a libation.)
Like bees to honey
We are drawn to the Gods.
Like honey to bees
Our nourishment give.
May we be flowers
That open to the Sun.
May we be golden
To sweetness transformed.
[Pagan Book of Hours]