Listen to the words of the Great Mother; she who of old was also called among men Artemis, Astarte, Athene, Dione, Melusine, Aphrodite, Cerridwen, Cybele, Arianrhod, Isis, Dana, Bride and by many other names. At her altars the youth of Lacedaemon in Sparta made due sacrifice.
Whenever ye have need of anything, once in the month, and better it be when the moon is full, then shall ye assemble in some secret place and adore the spirit of me, who am Queen of all the witcheries. There shall ye assemble, ye who are fain to learn all sorcery, yet have not won its deepest secrets; to these will I teach things that are yet unknown. And ye shall be free from slavery; and as a sign that ye be really free, ye shall be naked in your rites; and ye shall dance, sing, feast, make music and love, all in my praise. For mine is the ecstasy of the spirit, and mine also is joy on earth; for my law is love unto all beings. Keep pure your highest ideal; strive ever towards it; let naught 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 heart of man. 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 in sacrifice; for behold, I am the Mother of all living, and my love is poured out upon the earth.
Charge of the Dark Goddess
I am the darkness behind and beneath the shadows,
I am the absence of air that awaits at the bottom of every breath.
I am the ending before life begins, decay that fertilizes living.
I am the bottomless pit, the never-ending struggle to reclaim that which is denied.
I am the key that unlocks every door.
I am the glory of discovery, for I am that which is hidden, secluded and forbidden.
Come to me at the dark moon and see that which cannot be seen, face the terror that is yours alone.
Swim to me through the blackest oceans, to the center of your greatest fears, The Dark God and I will keep you safe, scream to us in terror, and yours will be the power to forbear.
Think of me when you feel pleasure, and I will intensify it, until the time when I may have the greatest pleasure of meeting you at the crossroads between the worlds.
Charge of the God
Listen to the word of the Great Father, who of old was called Osiris, Adonis, Zeus, Thor, Pan, Cernunnos, Heren, Lugh and by many other names.
My law is harmony with all things. Mine is the secret that opens the gate of life, and mine is the dish of salt of the earth, that is the body of cernunnos, that is the eternal circle of rebirth. I give knowledge of life everlasting, and beyond death, I give the promise of regeneration and renewal.
Listen to the words of the God, who is son, brother, lover, and consort of the lady:
I am the sacrifice, the father of all things, and my protection blankets the earth. I am the Lord of the spiral dance of life, death, and rebirth, the gentle reaper, the winter stag, and the spring fawn. All things are of me, for I am the Goddess, opposite, yet not opposing.
I am fertility, the spreader of life, and I am the Lord of Death which adds value to life. I am the Guardian of the Gate between life and death. I am the King of the Underworld, where no living being may venture, but I am also the king of rebirth, turning the tomb into a womb. I bring love and strength, peace and passion, hope and joy, for I am the gentle lover in the night. All that comes from the Great Mother, the Divine Star Goddess, who is mother of us all.
Charge of the Horned God
I am the fire within your heart…the yearning of your soul, I am the Hunter of
knowledge, and the Seeker of the Holy quest. I who stand in the darkness of light,
I am He whom you have called Death. I am the Consort and Mate of Her we adore, call forth to thee.
Heed my call beloved ones, come unto me and learn the secrets of death and peace.
I am the corn at harvest, and the fruit on the trees. I am He who leads you home.
Scourge and Flame, Blade and Blood, these are mine and gifts to thee. Call upon me in the forest wild, and on hilltop bare, and seek me in the darkness bright. I who have been called: Pan, Herne, Osiris and Hades, Speak to thee in my search.
Come dance and sing, come live and smile, for behold: this is my worship.
You are my children, and I am thy Father. On swift night wings, it is I who lay
you at the Mother’s feet to be reborn and to return again. Thou who thinks to seek
me, know that I am the untamed wind, the fury of storm, and passion in your soul.
Seek me with pride and humility, but seek me best with love and strength. For this
is my path, and I love not the weak and fearful. Hear my call on long winter nights, and we shall stand together guarding Her Earth as She sleeps.
Charge of the Star Goddess
Hear ye the words of the Star Goddess; she in 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 heart of man, call unto thy 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 men, let thine innermost divine self be enfolded in the rapture of the infinite. Let my worship be within the heart that rejoiceth; for behold, all acts of love and pleasure are my rituals. And therefore let there be beauty and strength, power and compassion, honour and humility, mirth and reverence within you. And thou who thinkest to seek for me, know thy seeking and yearning shall avail thee not unless thou knowest the mystery; that if that which thou seekest thee findest not within thee, thou wilt never find it without thee. For behold, I have been with thee from the beginning; and I am that which is attained at the end of desire.
The Verse version of the “Charge of the Goddess” is certainly a beautiful rendition of the same thing:
All ye assembled in my sight,
Bow before my spirit bright.
Lover of the Horned God,Mighty Queen of Witchery and night.
Morgan, Etoine, Nisene,
Diana, Bridgid, Melusine,
Am I named of old by men.
Artemis and Cerridwen,
Hell’s dark mistress, Heaven’s Queen.
Ye who would ask of me a rune,
Or who would ask of me a boon,
Meet me in some secret glade,
Dance my round in greenwood shade,
By the light of the full moon.
In a place wild and lone,
Dance about mine altar stone;
Work my holy mystery.
Ye who are feign to sorcery,
I bring ye secrets yet unknown.
No more shall ye know slavery,
Who give true worship unto me.
Ye who tread my round on Sabbat night,
Come ye all naked to the rite,
In token that ye be really free.
I teach ye the mystery of rebirth,
Work ye my mysteries in mirth.
Heart joined to heart and lip to lip,
Five are the points of fellowship,
That bring ye ecstasy on earth,
For I am the circle of rebirth.
I ask no sacrifice, but do bow,
No other Law but love I know,
By naught but love may I be known.
All things living are mine own,
From me they come, to me they go