The Charge of The God
(c) 1986, Kyri Comyn

"I am the strength of the rock at thy back, the roots of the
tree that anchor the Earth and deepest of tides in the black
depths of the ocean. I am the Hunter and the Sacred Prey, the
warmth of the sun in the swelling grapes and the call of the road
that leads over the hill.

I give you, my creatures, the fire of love, the power of the
wind on your face, shelter from the darkest storm. You are dear
to me, and I instill in you my power...the power of peace hard
earned, the power of vision and magical sight, and the spark of
elemental fire, which is the primal light in the darkness.

By the powers of running stag and glorious sun, I charge
thee; by the darkest depth of night and the lingering tendrils
of dreams, I charge thee; and by the beauty of your own creation,
I charge thee;

Follow your heart and your instinct, wherever they lead
you. The wealth of the heart will guide you where the
cold edge of logic cannot take you.

Take joy in the powers of your bodies. The form your
body takes is unique in the universe and is chief among
your tools.

Lastly, always remember the path you have left behind
you. Learn to take your power from the foolish things
you have wrought as well as the good you have done for
others and for your world. You can never usurp
another's power, and yours is the well upon which you
must rely.

I am with you always, just over your shoulder, running with
you through the tall grasses and forests that surround you. I
possess you and I am your Sacred Prey. I am the Lord of Death,
and when you have come to the end of your life on this world, I
will be there; to take you between the worlds, to offer you peace
and rest. Look upon my face; know me. I am the spirit of the
wild things, but you too, are wild in your souls and we are
forever intertwined."

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The Charge of the Goddess
(c) 1986, Kyri Comyn


"I am the quickening of the seed in Springtime, the glory of
ripe fields in Summer, and the peace of the quiet woods as the
snow calms the Earth in Winter. I am the lilt of the maidens'
melody in the morning, the patient hand of the Mother and the
deep river of the mysteries taught by moonlight.

I give the creatures of the earth the gifts of song rising
from the heart, the joy of autumn sunset, the cool touch of the
renewing waters, and the compelling call of the drum in the
dance. To you I give the joy of creation and the companion of
beauty to light your days.

By the powers of the steadfast Earth and the wheeling stars
I charge thee; by the darkness of death and the white light of
birth I charge thee; and by the terrible strength of your human
spirits, I charge thee:

Strive always for the growth of your eternal soul,
never intentionally diminish your strength, your
compassion, your ties to the earth or your knowledge.

Challenge your mind, never accept complacently that
which has been the standard merely for the reason that
it is the standard by which the majority judges itself.

Thirdly, I charge thee, act always for the betterment
of your brothers and sisters. To strengthen them is to
forge the true chain of humanity, and a chain is only
as strong as its weakest link.

You are my children, my brothers and sisters and my
companions. You are known in great part by the company you keep,
and you are strong and wise and full of the powers of life. It
is yours to use them in my service, and I also, am known by the
company I keep.

Go forth in joy and the light of my love, turning to me
without fear when the darkness threatens to overcome you, and
turning also to me to share your triumphs and your achievements,
and know in your heart of hearts that we are together in blood
and spirit 'til the last star darkens in the sky and winter comes
to the universe."

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