Witch: "now is the time for me to give thanks to the gods for that which sustains me. May I ever be aware of all that I owe to the gods."
She takes the goblet in her left hand and her athame in her right and slowly lowers the point of the knife into the wind, saying:
"In like fashion may male join with female, for the happiness of the both. Let the fruits of Union promote life. Let's all be fruitful and let wealth be spread throughout all lands."
She lays down the athame and drinks from the goblet. Replacing it on the altar, she then touches the cake with the point of her athame, saying:
"This food is the blessing of the Gods to my body. I partake of it freely. Let me remember always to see it that aught that I have I share with those who have nothing."
She eats the cake, pausing to say:
As I enjoy these gifts of the Gods, let me remember that without the gods I would have nothing. So mote it be!"
