Charge of the God and Goddess

Charge of the Goddess

I am the beauty of the green Earth and the white Moon, and the mysteries of the waters. From me all things proceed and unto me they must return. Let my worship be in the heart that rejoices, for all acts of pleasure are my rituals. Let there be beauty and strength, power and compassion, mirth and reverence within you. And you who seek to know me, know that your seeking and yearning will avail you not, unless you know the mystery: If that which you seek, you find not within yourself you will never find without. For behold. . . I have been with you from the beginning, and I am which is attained at the end of desire.

Charge of the God

I am the radiant king of the heavans, flooding the Earth with warmth and encouraging the hidden seed of creation to burst forth into manifestation. I lift my shining spear to light the lives of all beings and daily pour forth my gold upon the Earth, putting to flight the powers of darkness. I am the master of the wild beasts wild and free. I run with the swift stag and soar as a sacred falcon against the shimmering sky. The ancient woods and wild places emanate my powers, and the birds of the air sing of my sanctity.

I am also the last harvest, offering my fruits beneath the sickle of time so that all may be nourished. For without planting there can be no harvest, without winter no spring. Worship me as the thousand-named sun of creation, the spirit of the horned stag in the wild, the endless harvest. See in the yearly cycle of the festivals my birth, death and rebirth, and know such is the destiny of all creation. I am the spark of life, the radiant sun, the giver of peace and rest, and I send rays of blessings to warm the hearts and strengthen the minds of all.