BOWYNN GODS: PEDJED

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BOWYNN GODS: SHAYLA

Shayla  (Shae-lah)  Shayla is the Bowynn goddess of the day and light. She is the creation of the Bia and her coming forth was the balance of Night and Darkness. She is the twin sister to Saul and sister to Daeth and Tora. Saul married his sister Shayl and their bore two daughters, Enya (Dawn) and Treya (Dusk). While Shayla is often seen with all the symbols and attributes of summer, she is a goddess of daytime year-round and is revered greatly in winter, when the days are shorter. Then again in summer, when days are longer

     While Shayla’s brother set out to defeat the cosmic lion that guarded Light, Shaya and her sister Tora where constantly bickering about bringing balance to the eternal darkness of heaven. This went on for generations, even after the earth was created. Finally, they consulted the great creator Bia. It was ruled that the two would hold a contest to see which element would rule over the other. The game was of dice. When the game to an end the two sisters were tied so Bia decreed that night, and day would be equal in length.

     Shayla is seen and depicted a glorious young woman glowing of radiant golden light. She is said to has a head of long golden hair and golden eyes, wearing a white dress. The pendant she wears holds the essence of the day. She crown is in the shape of a sunflower and her gown of silvery white. She is often seen with her twin brother Saul and their daughter Enya and in her hand a sunflower.

     Sunflowers are the most sacred symbol to Shayl and in summer her temples are greatly adorned with them. The goddess's totem animal is the canary and so votive images of canaries and yellow feathers are offered in abundance, as well is yellow and white candles.

Q&A FAQs

Please keep your questions and your tongue civil. I will not answer any questions about the Bowynn tradition and faith that are malicious or in ill content.

Do not ask political questions.

I do not do "distant divination" for people, as I do not believe in it.

Please do not ask me for spells for fanciful means (Make me a cat, change my eye color, make me a mermaid.) Such fictional ideas only meant for roleplaying games TV, Movies, and bogus websites like Spellsofmagic.

I will cast spells or give spells to you if I feel your purpose is genuine.

I will light a candle and place a Wish Card on my altar for you if you are in NEED. Just ask and let me know what the wish and wish card is for. (Health, wealth, safety, protection, abundance, housing, pets,

BOWYNN GODS: SUNII

Sunii  (Suen-eye)  Wind Kii that often accompany the wind gods. while not the true gods of the winds, they can be brewers of calm breezes or assist in the conjuring harsh winds. Most are human size and winged in description and like all Kii are numerous.

QUESTION & ANSWER: Familiars and Guardians

QUESTION: In your tradition's do your witches use Familiars and Guardians? If so, how are they summoned?

ANSWER: No. Mysts do not have any need nor summon any sort of creatures or spiritual animals. Our belief here is that a true working Myst is on guard and protected at all times. And that there is nothing a mystical creature can provide that we can not handle on our own. We do not believe in the calling of the spirits of the dead. As it is seen as rude, disrespectful and sacrilegious.

Can you make a spell for "become tour desired magical girl" or place a wish of "I want to become a toyko mew mew " on ur altar? Thanks!

I am oblivious as to what a "..tour desired magical girl" If you are asking about becoming a witch, no spell can do that. Like many things in real life, to be a witch takes years of study, work, physical and mental training and focus.

As to the Mew Mew, I am sorry real magic does not work that way. What you are asking for only exists in the realms of cartoons, movies and roleplaying games.

I am sorry I cannot help you. I am sorry.

BOWYNN GODS: RHYMAR

Rhymar  (Ry-mar)  God of the 6th Gate of Daunnat, of charity in the land of Daunnat.  Rhymar, like the other Gate guardians of Daunnat, is the child of Chumash and Kalma.

     A god of Daunnat, Rhymar is not an evil god, nor a god of judgment.  His role is that of a guardian of Daunnat. He is the giver of charity to spirits, as no spirit can enter Daunnat without this virtue. However, it is common for the living to call to Rhymar who are in need of eternal charity. In this way, Rhymar has a prominent role outside of Duannat as well. And sometimes he is seen with the goddess Hemwey, goddess of charity to those in need. In the presence in Daunnat, Rhymarr is the god that promises eternal riches but not always just money. He is the god that ensures “never wanting” in Daunnat. As god of the Gate of Charity, Rymar is one of the 7 gods of the sacred septagram. He sustains from visiting Alaway, instead preferring to live and feast with the spirits and other gods in Daunnat.

     Rhymar has no known totem animal, instead always staying in his godly form. He is seen as a young god dressed in a dark sur-coat with simple black trimming. He is said to have the bluest eyes, and his blond hair is the color of summer wheat. At times she is seen carrying a septagram tile and a horn which is blown when he allows a soul past her gate. Other times he holds a basket of wheat and coins mixed together, his gift of charity to the souls that pass by.

     Sacred to Rhymar is the Septagram and riding blow horn. During funeral services, a bowl of milk is left to him, as customary and a statuette of the departed, so the god will recognize the departed’s soul, which is identical to his body.

My Prayer to Daunnat: The Eternal Land

O Daunnat, Blessed Realm of Evermore, I stand before you, yearning to bask in the light that flows from your enchanted shores. You are the sacred bridge between life and rebirth, a paradise where souls are cleansed and renewed. As I honor the transitions of existence, I invoke your spirit, connecting with the divine waters of Muet that carry souls to your gentle embrace. O Mysterious Tsellet, guide my spirit as it journeys through the gates of courage, kindness, and love. Let each threshold I cross, governed by the wise guardians, strengthen my heart and enrich my soul. May the blessings of Odjett's balance guard my steps, and Quatt's unwavering faith illuminate the path before me as I seek peace through the realm's verdant valleys. With a humble heart, I offer the essence of my past, casting away all guilt and sorrow into the divine waters. I lay forth my intentions, like petals upon the flowing Muet, as symbols of my growth and aspirations for a life filled with kindness and compassion. As I seek the grace of Chumash and Kalma, may my offerings serve as tokens of respect, honoring those who have walked before me in Daunnat.

O Kalma, Keeper of Nature's Abundance, bless me with the wisdom of your gardens and streams, nurturing my spirit as it journeys toward rebirth. May the spirits of my ancestor's dwell beside me, guiding my actions in this life, reminding me of the love that binds us across realms. Let each star in your luminous skies serve as a beacon of hope, connecting the past to the promise of a brighter future. In solemn reverence, I pledge to honor the cycle of life, to learn from my earthly experiences, and embrace the redistribution of my soul's lessons. O Daunnat, my heart sings for the beauty of your realm—a flourishing sanctuary where each soul is celebrated, and where love transcends the boundaries of time. So shall it be, in adoration and faithfulness to Daunnat, the sacred land of renewal, forever nurturing and guiding the spirits of all who pass through.

Syember!

My Personal Prayer to the Aetennii

O Aetennnii, Guardian Kii of the Bowynn cemeteries, I raise my voice in reverence to you, protectors of the sacred tombs, vigilant spirits that dwell amidst the resting places of the departed. With wings like the breeze and hearts firm as stone, you guard the hallowed grounds. Hear me, O cherished Aetennnii, your forms small yet mighty, circling the thresholds of the departed. I call upon your presence to shield the graves from harm, natural and man-made alike, lending your vigilance to the bones that lie beneath the earth. Together with Heron, deliverer of the dead, may you guard against decay and disturbance. In homage, I offer these sacred words, placing images of your essence at the gateways of remembrance. May the likeness of your wings inspire serenity in the hearts of mourners and honor those who have returned to the soil. I lay my gratitude at the entrance of each tomb, seeking your favor upon the treasures of memory contained within.

O Aetennnii, I beseech you, protect this sacred ground, ensuring that the sanctity of the resting places endures beyond time. When spirits wander, let your watchful eyes remain vigilant, preventing sorrow and safeguarding the peace that dwells among the stones. As I walk among the graves, may I feel your gentle presence guiding my respect and reverence. I celebrate your essence, O Aetennnii, protectors cloaked in feathers, embodiments of vigilance in the face of forgotten peril. Let the souls who find their peace beneath the earth be cradled in your care, their stories whispered through the rustling of leaves and the songs of the wind. In your sacred duty, may I find solace, O Aetennnii, for you are the guardians of history and memory. As I honor the departed, I pledge my respect to the grounds you protect. May the Aetennnii thrive in their charge, forever gracing the cemeteries with love, vigilance, and the whisper of wings. So shall it be, in the realm where the living and the departed coexist in peace.