I would like to note that all this was/is hand-written in a blank journal so I can't just copy/paste things for y'all. I feel that writing it down in a journal first is a great thing, because it makes you think very carefully about what you have written and selected to include in the devotional.
A few more notes, as I have typed this as I have it written a few
personal assumptions are made, because I wrote it myself. This is mainly
evident in the THUSIA section. I assumed that incense would be burned,
and libations would be made. Also be aware that this is designed to be
performed at a personal shrine, hence why there is no procession and why
the purification is more simple. I have not designed it to be performed
at a blazing altar, but it could easily be altered (see what I did
there?) to be done as so.
This is the first devotional I ever designed ( but not the first one that I posted here)
Sprinkle yourself with lustral water
Homeric Hymn to Hestia
Hail, daughter of Kronos, now I will remember you and another song also
Homeric Hymns to Dionysus
I will tell of Dionysus, the son of glorious Semele, how he appeared on a jutting headland by the shore of the fruitless sea, seeming like a stripling in the first flush of manhood. His rich, dark hair was waving about him, and on his strong shoulders he wore a purple robe.
I begin to sing of Dionysus, the loud-crying God, splendid son of Zeus and glorious Semele. The rich-haired Nymphs received him in their bosoms from the lord his father and fostered and nutured him carefully in the dells of Nysa; where by the will of his father he grew up in a sweet-smelling cave, being reckoned among the Immortals. But when they had brough him up, a God oft hymned, then began he to wander continually through the woody combs thickly wreathed with ivy and laurel. And the Nymphs followed in his train with him for their leader, and the boundless forest was filled with their outcry. And so hail to you, Dionysus, god of abundant clusters! Grant that we may come again rejoicing to this season, and from that season onwards for many a year.
Homeric Hymn to Hestia
Hestia, in the high dwellings of all, both deathless gods and men who walk on Earth, you have gained an everlasting abode and highest honor. Glorious is your portion and your right, for without you mortals hold no banquet where one does not duly pour sweet wine in offering to Hestia both first and last
Giver prayers and thanks
'Dionysus, come now and accept my offerings'
Give to Hestia the first, then give to Dionysus the incense and food offerings, then votive, then make a libation, then give to Hestia the last.
Enjoy a drink or some food at the shrine. Contemplate, then leave.