#pagangods

Baptism is the ceremony where parents and a priest bless a baby in the name of the Christian God and signifies that the child will be brought up Christian.

 Wiccaning, also known as paganing and saining, on the other hand is what happens when a baby is blessed with protection, health, and happiness. There is no obligation or strings attached that bind you to any one religion or practice, and wiccaning can be adapted to any religion. 

“The Wiccaning is a magickal ceremony for the parents to seek wisdom and guidance, and set their own intentions as they responsibly guide their child in understanding of our world.“ - Michelle 

This ceremony is done like so:

1. Create a traditional altar, adding items such as a special garment and a special amulet for the child to wear that will grant them protection throughout life. Other than that, add the basics such as tributes to each element, gods and ancestors, and whatever tools you may use to create your sacred space
2. Create a sort of a temple by casting a circle around the altar. This is around when you would light the candles and incense and whatever else
3. Next, the parents of the child will carry it to the altar while any attending guests will form a circle around them
4. There are certain words that should be said here, but it largely varies per group and intent, so just do your research and practice a script beforehand
5. Finish the ceremony by closing the circle however it is traditionally closed 

There is a separate wiccan ceremony of induction called an initiation, and it requires having been studying for a year and a day after declaring ones dedication to the craft. After the initiation, there is more study and practice required of course, but the initiation is a proclaiming to anything and everything that you are a regularly practicing witch.

Wiccanings may also be merged with naming ceremonies, in which the only change would be in the words the parents speak. In this, they will do the ceremony specifically on the tenth day after the baby’s birth.

image and other info -http://kitchenwitchuk.blogspot.com/2015/03/wiccaningnaming-ceremony-by.html

https://www.learnreligions.com/what-is-a-wiccaning-2562532

https://www.patheos.com/blogs/witchonfire/2017/11/wiccaning-ceremony-welcoming-child/

https://www.ladyalthaea.com/all-articles/rite-of-wiccaning

A Hymn to Dionysôs

I begin to sing of Thundering Iobakkhos,

He who writhes in the climbing vine.

He, whom Semêlê bore–

Liberated by Lightning, midwived by the Holy fire of Agathos Theos.

And sown into the supplicated womb that is Kronion’s muscled-thigh.

He, who was hidden within the hills of Nysa

To be kept hidden from Jealous Híra

Who wished to bless him with her mighty wrath.

He is named Dionysôs Dimêtôr,

Twice born son of Allah, subhanahu wa ta’ala,

Who descended into Haidês to aid in the resurrection

Of his ill-fated Semêlê

To aid in her ascension to join Oi Theoi in eternal bliss.

Down the hills of every wild mountain.

Within the green of the ripened vine.

In the whisker of the growling leopard.

He is there, blessèd is he.

And Blessèd are those who know the mysteries of Allah.

Blessèd are those who hallow their lives in the worship of God,

Whomsoever the spirit of God possesseth is one who belongs to the most holy body of Allah, subhanahu wa ta’ala.

Blessèd are the dancers and those who are purified in the frenzy of Dionysôs, who dances among the hills in the holiest place of God.

Blessèd are the thyrsus-bearers, who wield in their hands the holy wand of Allah.

Blessèd are those who wear the crown of the ivy of that which is sacred to He who is Divine incarnate.

Blessèd, blessèd are they: Dionysôs is their God!

Dionysôs, who is honey sweet on the tongue of Ariadne

O, mighty Phallên,

He who lives in the bed chamber cry.

Let not a noise creep from the tip of my own tongue,

If not the shout of ecstasy

In observance of your rite.

Almighty God,

Who drives men into madness,

Hear my hymn and bless me with thine own bliss

That I may throw my hands to the sun

In your ecstatic presence

That I may whisper breaths of pleasure

And be dampened in my own sweat

In the dance of Hermaphroditos.

To sing praise to Allah, subhanahu wa ta’ala

From which you became God

I wipe tears from my face

And bless the ground on which I stand.

To feel you, Bromios,

In the thundering drums

As Gaia trembles

Under the assault of the Thyrsus-bearers

Who beat down the Earth in your name.

Crowned in ivy I lie beneath you

O, beautiful God,

In thanksgiving of your blessing.

The blessing of Freedom,

The blessing of He who lives in the wild brush.

I raise my arms in praise of you,

As I have before

And will do many times more

To shout the glory of your holy name.

Iobakkhos, Evohé!

Bromios, Evohé!

Mainolês, Evohé!

Phallên, Evohé!

Theoinos, Evohé!

Kissios, Evohé!

Dimêtôr, Evohé!

Sôtêrios, Evohé!

Mighty Dionysôs, to whom all of these names are applied! Evohé!