The Charge of the God

     Whenever you seek haven in the Spirit, most notably on the Eight Sacred Days of the Wheel, shall you assemble in some secret place and honor the spirit of me, who is King of all the Wise.  Put aside the binding laws of culture, and like those of hoof and horn, thorn and tree, run naked and wild.  Sing, dance, make music and love, all in my presence, for mine is the rapture of the mind, Mine also is delight in the now.  My law is harmony with all things.  Mine is the secret that opens the gates of life, Mine is the Staff of Life, that which is the Tree of Odin, and the Pole of May.  I give the knowledge of life everlasting, and beyond death, I give the promise of regeneration and renewal.  I am the Sacrifice, the Father of all things, My protection blankets my Lady's body, the Earth.

      I, Who am the Sun which warms the body of the Earth, the bounty that sustains your bodies, the Lord of the Hunt, the Power of the Light, and the Secret of the Flame of Life, call upon your bodies to arise and come unto me.  For I am the generosity of the earth and the flesh of all its inhabitants.  In me all things must die, and with me all will be reborn.  Let my worship be in the mind that meditates, for all acts of thought and energy are my rituals.  Let there be magnificence and mastery, capability and tenderness, glory and humbleness merriment and wonder within you.  For these, too, are part of the mysteries found within yourself.  In truly knowing me, you must recognize that in me all beginnings end, and all endings begin again.

     Keep strong and stay true to your spirit. Always and forever.            

David River