The Charge of the God,Goddess,Crone

-Marti


The Charge of the God
Written by Ray Fagan, Elder of the Woodland Celtic Tradition of Wicca.
Whenever you have need of my strength and power, or when my sun reaches a spoke of the great wheel, then shall you assemble into a holy place and cry out for the king stag, who is the sacred King of all witches.

I am the king stag, who leads and protects the herd. I am the white hart who is chased but can never be caught, the wild goat who would give his last breath to create new life, the unicorn and the dragon of legends ancient wrought, and the dark horned hunter who strikes terror into the night! I am the sun and the wind and the sea. I am the storm and the lightning and the thunder. I am the stone and the fire and the steel. I am the blade which can cut men asunder. I am life, and I am death. I am nature. Love me and respect me -- or fear me. The choice is yours.

I am the lusty young satyr who spawned you, the loving father who raised and protected you, and the wise old man who taught you wisdom during your life and understanding during your death. I will be there each time you are born, each time you fall in love, and when you die, for I do love you.

These are the three great magicks which you shall learn at my hand: birth, love, and death. For these are the three greatest changes of life; and what is magick, but the ability to effect change? The secret of life is that it is incomplete without death. The secret of death is that it is but a doorway to new beginnings. The secret of love is that it never dies.

Serve me with strength and gentleness. Protect mine with courage and mercy. Worship me with mirth and with reverence. Sing, dance, make music, and make love, all in my name, for all acts of love and joy are my rituals. And remember, if you find not that which you seek within yourself, you shall never find it without; for behold, I have been with you from the beginning and am that which is attained at the end of desire.


The Charge of the Goddess
by Doreen Valiente
Listen now to the words of the great Mother: she who of old was also called among men Artemis, Astarte, Athene, Dione, Melusine, Aphrodite, Cerridwen, Diana, Arianrhod, Isis, Brigid, and by many other names:

Whenever you have need of anything, once in the month, and better it be when the moon is full, then shall you assemble in some secret place and adore the spirit of me, who am Queen of all Witches. There shall you assemble, you who would learn all sorcery, yet have not won its deepest secrets; to you will I teach things that are yet unknown. And you shall be free from slavery; and as a sign that you be free, you shall be naked in your rites. And you shall dance, sing, feast, make music and love, all in my presence; for mine is the ecstasy of the spirit, and mine is also joy on earth; for my law is love unto all beings. Keep pure your highest ideal; strive ever towards it; let nothing stop you or turn you aside. For mine is the secret door which opens upon the land of youth, and mine is the cup of the wine of life, and the cauldron of Cerridwen, which is the holy grail of immortality. I am the gracious Goddess, who gives the gift of joy unto the hearts of my people. Upon Earth, I give the knowledge of the spirit eternal; and beyond death, I give peace, and freedom, and reunion with those who have gone before. Nor do I demand aught of sacrifice; for behold, I am the Mother of all living, and my love is poured out upon the Earth.

Hear the words of the Star Goddess; the dust of whose feet are the hosts of heaven, and whose body encircles the universe:

I who am the beauty of the green Earth, and the white moon among the stars, and the mystery of the waters, and the desire of the hearts of men and women, call unto your soul: arise, and come unto me. For I am the soul of Nature, who gives life to the universe. From me all things proceed, and unto me all things must return; and before my face, beloved of gods and of people, let your innermost divine self be enfolded in the rapture of the infinite. Let my worship be within the heart that rejoices; for behold: all acts of love and pleasure are my rituals. And therefore let there be beauty and strength, power and compassion, honor and humility, mirth and reverence within you. And you who think to seek for me, know that your seeking and yearning shall avail you not, unless you know the mystery: if that which you seek, you find not within yourself, then you shall never find it without. For behold, I have been with thee from the beginning, and I am that which is attained at the end of desire.

The Charge of the Crone
by Jim Garrison
I am the Queen of Magick and the Dark of the Moon, hidden in the deepest night. I am the mystery of the Otherworlds and the fear that coils about your heart in the times of you trials.

I am the soul of nature that gives form to the universe; it is I who awaits you at the end of the spiral dance.

Most ancient among gods and mortals, let my worship be within the heart that has truly tasted life, for behold all acts of magick and art are my pleasure and my greatest ritual is love itself. Therefore let there be beauty in your strength, compassion in your wrath, power in your humility, and discipline balanced through mirth and reverence.

You who seek to remove my veil and behold my true face, know that all your Questioning and efforts are for nothing, and all your lust and desires shall avail you not at all.

For unless you know my mystery, look wherever you will, it will elude you, for it is within you and nowhere else. For behold, I have ever been with you, from the very beginning, the comforting hand that nurtured you in the dawn of life, and the loving embrace that awaits you at the end of each life, for I am that which is attained at the end of the dance, and I am the womb of new beginnings, as yet unimagined and unknown.