Altar of Venus /// Venus Candle and/or Statue // Ritual Candle // Mini Altar // 2 in 1 Candle
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The Altar of Venus
The Altar of Venus has been lovingly Witch crafted in sacred ritual during Luna’s waxing phase, on the day and in the hour of Venus. Her true and secret name sung upon the wind to call Her forth, Her hymn recited to honor, with lush offerings awaiting her arrival.
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This offering gives you a choice of plain unscented soy/beeswax candle blended, or a seductive to your senses aroma of Rose Otto and Frankincense. This offering has been Witch crafted to be an Altar to Venus. It can work as a candle statue by clipping the top of the wick off completely. It can also be lit to burn as a candle during a chosen Venus hour for Rituals involving Venusian matters of the heart.
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It sits beautifully upon any altar and will last for a long time if kept away from heat. It comes as you see in the photos, held within a copper-colored brass vessel. Seashells, sprinkles of nutmeg, and seven roses adorn her feet as an offering. I encourage you to leave some of your own offerings as well.
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Offerings should naturally evoke feelings of love, beauty, sensuality, etc. Offerings that make YOU feel connected will surely capture the attention of Venus. Honey, wine, roses, homemade honey cakes, fragrant flowers and naturally sweet offerings will entice her. And of course, sweet words freely given with honey laced lips.
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As you sit with the Altar of Venus, allow her qualities to weave into yours, awakening the sacred feminine power you carry. This is suitable for both sexes, and we both carry the Masculine and the Feminine. This Altar is a place to express all forms of love. You can choose to recite the Orphic hymn to Venus or write your own. Recite your wishes, your hopes, and your desires. See them come into fruition as the words leave your lips.
This mini Altar can be a space to come back to again and again to enhance beauty rituals, self-love and love rituals, sex magic, self-pleasure, protection, connections, and all things related to Venus.
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If you decide to burn the candle as an offering, the burn time is around 2 hours for the body of Venus. Once she completely disappears, a new wick will be revealed. This gives you access to another candle. While the wax is hot, gently lift the new wick. This part of the new candle will burn for another 7 hours. The lid will fit nicely on top and be a beautiful altar piece to leave offerings to Venus.
Orphic Hymn to Venus
HEAV'NLY, illustrious, laughter-loving queen,
Sea-born, night-loving, of an awful mien;
Crafty, from whom necessity first came,
Producing, nightly, all-connecting dame:
Tis thine the world with harmony to join,
For all things spring from thee, O pow'r divine.
The triple Fates are rul'd by thy decree,
And all productions yield alike to thee:
Whate'er the heav'ns, encircling all contain,
Earth fruit-producing, and the stormy main,
Thy sway confesses, and obeys thy nod,
Awful attendant of the brumal God:
Goddess of marriage, charming to the sight,
Mother of Loves, whom banquetings delight;
Source of persuasion, secret, fav'ring queen,
Illustrious born, apparent and unseen:
Spousal, lupercal, and to men inclin'd,
Prolific, most-desir'd, life-giving., kind:
Great sceptre-bearer of the Gods, 'tis thine,
Mortals in necessary bands to join;
And ev'ry tribe of savage monsters dire
In magic chains to bind, thro' mad desire.
Come, Cyprus-born, and to my pray'r incline,
Whether exalted in the heav'ns you shine,
Or pleas'd in Syria's temple to preside,
Or o'er th' Egyptian plains thy car to guide,
Fashion'd of gold; and near its sacred flood,
Fertile and fam'd to fix thy blest abode;
Or if rejoicing in the azure shores,
Near where the sea with foaming billows roars,
The circling choirs of mortals, thy delight,
Or beauteous nymphs, with eyes cerulean bright,
Pleas'd by the dusty banks renown'd of old,
To drive thy rapid, two-yok'd car of gold;
Or if in Cyprus with thy mother fair,
Where married females praise thee ev'ry year,
And beauteous virgins in the chorus join,
Adonis pure to sing and thee divine;
Come, all-attractive to my pray'r inclin'd,
For thee, I call, with holy, reverent mind.
Sea-born, night-loving, of an awful mien;
Crafty, from whom necessity first came,
Producing, nightly, all-connecting dame:
Tis thine the world with harmony to join,
For all things spring from thee, O pow'r divine.
The triple Fates are rul'd by thy decree,
And all productions yield alike to thee:
Whate'er the heav'ns, encircling all contain,
Earth fruit-producing, and the stormy main,
Thy sway confesses, and obeys thy nod,
Awful attendant of the brumal God:
Goddess of marriage, charming to the sight,
Mother of Loves, whom banquetings delight;
Source of persuasion, secret, fav'ring queen,
Illustrious born, apparent and unseen:
Spousal, lupercal, and to men inclin'd,
Prolific, most-desir'd, life-giving., kind:
Great sceptre-bearer of the Gods, 'tis thine,
Mortals in necessary bands to join;
And ev'ry tribe of savage monsters dire
In magic chains to bind, thro' mad desire.
Come, Cyprus-born, and to my pray'r incline,
Whether exalted in the heav'ns you shine,
Or pleas'd in Syria's temple to preside,
Or o'er th' Egyptian plains thy car to guide,
Fashion'd of gold; and near its sacred flood,
Fertile and fam'd to fix thy blest abode;
Or if rejoicing in the azure shores,
Near where the sea with foaming billows roars,
The circling choirs of mortals, thy delight,
Or beauteous nymphs, with eyes cerulean bright,
Pleas'd by the dusty banks renown'd of old,
To drive thy rapid, two-yok'd car of gold;
Or if in Cyprus with thy mother fair,
Where married females praise thee ev'ry year,
And beauteous virgins in the chorus join,
Adonis pure to sing and thee divine;
Come, all-attractive to my pray'r inclin'd,
For thee, I call, with holy, reverent mind.
In the vessel She stands 8.5” tall ready to grace your sacred space.
