Heka for the Community

One of my Patrons asked that I, instead of making a Heka for them, make one for the community for Financial Prosperity, so here it is.

Heka to Hethert, Lady of Gold:

Things you will need:
String (Gold or yellow, white, and a third colour of your choice).
Oil (Olive oil or a religiously imbued oil)
Fabric (White, Gold/Yellow or Green)
A sharpie

Instructions
Tie three strings together, braiding them into each other for as long as your fabric piece is. At each end, create a loop, and say into it:

“Hethert, Lady of Gold, I bring your Joy and Love into my life. I bring your prosperty into my life, I capture your beauty in my life” and tie each knot. Do this two more times towards the center. Fold the string in half, twisting it as you fold it, and tie the ends together, creating a loop! This loop creates a continueous circut of intent and magical strength! It will continue to power itself as long as you do it with intent, and need.

On the piece of fabric you have, write out your needs in financial, emotional, or mental stability out of the following way:

“Secure Love”

“Mental Stability”

“Bring Fortune”

Wrap your fabric around the string, and use it to tie the fabric in half, like so:

Anoint the fabric with your oil, place it in your shrine, and leave offerings every day for 4 days, after this, you can carry it with you, put it somewhere, or leave it in-shrine to bring Hethert’s Joy, Love, and Prosperity to you!

Dua Hethert, Lady of Gold! Nekhtet!

A Prayer to Yinepu, Lord of Liminal Existence .

For a Patron, who gave permission for it to be Posted Publicly.

A Prayer to Yinepu, Lord of Liminal Existence

Blessed is the Lord who walks the path unseen,
for the gentle dark embraces You,
and the silence You walk with creates an unending chorus of peace,
for none know when You come, or when You leave.

Hail to the Lord of Ma’at, I invoke your wisdom,
Great, and Foremost in the West,
The Sacred Land is yours, and so too it’s knowledge,
impart upon me the wisdom of Ma’at, Great Lord, that I may be patient like you.

Hidden from sight, you wander, and I wonder.
Guide of Heaven, of comfort and mystery,
Great Jackal, hear my call to You.
Lord of the Beautiful West, in you I trust.

Lord of the Crossroads, beloved and pure,
Be with me, Great Jackal, as I speak to you,
The Beautiful Lord of Life and Death, How great are your colours,
shown to me in a brilliant splendor of mist and mystery.

You stand between the truth of time,
resting before the twin pillars of Life and Death,
balance hangs on the edge of your palm,
and yet, as always, Your balance brings peace to my Ka.