The Witch's and Druids Den

I would like to invite you to walk with me today—not just across the land, but along a much older path. This path winds not through forest or field, but through the very fabric of sky and time. It is ancient. It is luminous. It is alive. This is the path of the ecliptic belt.

You may not have heard its name before, but you have surely seen its shape—drawn by the daily dance of the Sun as it rises in the East and sets in the West, weaving its golden story across the dome of sky. The ecliptic is more than just a line. It is a great celestial road—the route followed not only by the Sun, but also by the Moon, the planets, the zodiac constellations, and ancient clusters like the Pleiades. Together, they travel this sky-river, rising and setting in a sacred rhythm. This path does not stay still. It gently wobbles, tilting north and south like a breath in the chest of the cosmos. This wobble brings us seasons. It brings us eclipses. It brings us moments of magic. To walk in harmony with this path is to live with the rhythm of nature’s deeper clock. It means letting the Sun guide us—dawn to noon to dusk—through a cycle of creation, flourishing, and release.

Step by step, we’ll greet the East, the Middle, and the West—learning from the alchemy of each phase, drawing strength from sky and soil alike.

We stand together in a sacred grove—or perhaps only in the grove of our minds—and you are the seeker. I, the guide, speak in the rhythm of the Earth. This is not just a ritual; it is a remembering, it the Way of the Sun or in my spiritual language Rathos Sunnion.

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“The Sun is a powerful friend to us. It teaches us much alchemy in a day—how to rise, how to shine, how to rest. To be present with that alchemy helps us live not just through the day, but through the whole cycle of life.”

East — The Dawn of Creation (Morning)

We turn to face the East. A hush falls over the grove, broken only by birdsong. The light here is gentle, newborn, a breath just taken.

“Here is the breath of the world. The East teaches us to awaken—to stir with purpose and intention. Just as the birch is the first to leaf, and the bird sings before the light, so too must we begin again.”

Invocation:
“I greet you, Sun of the Dawn.
From the arms of night you rise again,
Bringing breath to leaf, light to limb.
May I rise with you—clear, new, and brave.“

Practice:
Breathe deeply. Feel the cool air stir around you. Speak aloud your intention for the day. Touch the Earth, and offer a word of gratitude. If you are near a tree, place your hand on its bark and listen.

Middle — The Heart of the Day (Noon)

The Sun stands tall in the sky, and we stand in the Middle—the place of balance and boldness. The air hums. This is the peak of the day’s alchemy.

“This is the time of action, of clarity, of strength. As the oak stretches skyward and the stag moves with purpose, the fire within us awakens. The Sun pours energy into the world. What will we do with it?”

Invocation:
“I stand in the bright forge of the Sun.
Oak-rooted, sky-reaching, heart-alight.
May my deeds be kind and bold,
Shaping the world like fire shapes the blade.”

Practice:
Stand tall. Feel the heat of the day. Place your hand over your heart and speak one truth you are living today. If possible, walk barefoot and feel the ground pulse beneath you.

West — The Setting Sun and Reflection (Evening)

The Sun now lowers itself into the embrace of the Earth. We face the West, where light becomes gold and the world leans into dreaming.

“Here, we listen. We let go. As the willow bows to the wind and the owl slips into the dark, we make peace with what has passed. There is wisdom in letting go, in trusting that endings are not failures, but passages.”

Invocation:
“O Sun, you sink behind the trees,
Taking the day’s burdens with you.
May I lay down what is heavy,
And enter night with grace.”

Practice:
Sit quietly. Speak aloud one lesson the day has given you. Then speak one thing you are ready to release. If you have water nearby, touch it or pour some onto the Earth as an offering.

The words you’ll hear along this journey—these invocations—are not fixed spells carved in stone. They are offerings. Seeds. You may shape them to fit your own rhythm, your own breath. Perhaps you call the Sun by another name. Perhaps you walk with a deity of light, or hold the Sun as a symbol of something deeper—your higher self, the fire of inspiration, the heart of the cosmos. All of that belongs here.

This path is ancient, yes—but it is also yours. Let the language of your soul fill these moments.

As taught by a Druid of the Greenwood Path