Number 1: We practice rites to attune ourselves with the natural rhythm of life forces marked by the phases of the moon and the seasonal quarters and cross-quarters.
Those seasonal quarters and cross-quarters being the eight Sabbaths, spokes, in the wheel of the year.
In my tradition when we celebrate each of the eight Sabbaths there is a prescription that is read aloud. Just like a bardic paean, with the lessons on the lyrics. While being recited an act or reenactment of the season is performed. To teach, to learn and to remember.
Equal day and equal night
Equal dark and equal light
Let us see with equal sight
and harken to the harvest rite
come, ye thankful people come
the wheel now turned to equal sun
dance and beat the harvest drum
for the witches' feast has now begun
with lavender ribbon blue and green
we crown the harvest king and queen
with naked vines apon the brow
they grace the labors of the plow
and at the cairn mounds now we stand
with fresh cut willow wands in hand
to shed a tear for the past unplanned
and bid thee well in Summerlands
Volvitur In Rota!
On turns the wheel, happy Mabon everyone!
I am not in the habit of bragging, but I do like to take credit for my work, the altar sits proudly in our dining room all year round. I took the picture just this morning, I really like the contrast. The prescription is from The Auguris, the Veritas Wicca Book of Shadows,, copyright 2005, all rights reserved.