Full Moon Spell

Corn Moon

This moon phase carries on the associations of grain and rebirth that we saw at Lammas. Native Americans and early settlers called the August Full Moon the Corn Moon as it was a time of giving thanks to Mother Earth. Corn was the focus of early harvest celebrations and considered the "seed of seeds" and giver of life. All the products from corn can be considered holy. (Fact: At least 2500 products are made using corn.) Cornmeal, pollen, husks, and ears of corn were all used in fertility and prosperity magic. Corn Moon is a great time to do a ritual of giving thanks to Mother Earth. The best place to do this is in a field, if at all possible.

Colors: Yellow, red, orange
Gemstones: Tigers eye, carnelian, garnet, red agate
Trees: Cedar and hazel
Deity: Vulcan, Mars, Nemesis, Hecate, Cybele, Hathor, Thoth, Persephone
Herbs: Rosemary, basil, rue, chamomile, St John's Wort
Sign: Leo
Element: Fire
Animal: Salmon
Alternate names: Grain Moon, Barley Moon, Sturgeon Moon, Green Corn Moon

Harness the Corn Moon's fiery energy for your ritual and spell work. This is a good time to focus on your spiritual and physical health. It's the time to harvest what you can now to put aside for later use. Harvesting requires sacrifice though. What sacrifices can you make today that will benefit you further down the road?  Spellwork and rituals for enthusiasm and getting rid of shame are suggested during this time.

Corn Moon

Giving Thanks Ritual

Earthenware dish            Cornmeal

Corn Moon magic should be a simple ritual of giving thanks to Mother Earth. In doing so, you’ll create positive karma that will return blessings to you. On the night of the Corn Moon, stand outside in a field if possible. Carry an earthenware dish filled with cornmeal. Raise it to the Full Moon then lower it to the Earth.

Solemnly sprinkle the corn meal on the ground and speak the following words:

From seed to plant,
From plant to blossom,
From blossom to harvest,
I thank you, Mother Earth.

When done, be aware of the August night as the Moon casts a mellow glow over a land of plenty. Listen to the katydid scratching at the darkness. Smell the ripeness of summer’s end. And silently thank the ancient ones who gave us corn, the symbol of life itself.

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