MODERN NEO-PAGANISM & THE OCCULT
A Guide to Alternative Religions
And Their Opponents (Vers. 2.0)
THE CHARGE OF THE GODDESS
THE CHARGE OF THE GODDESS
Listen to the words of the Great Mother, who of old was called Astarte, Artemis, Dione, Melusine, Aphrodite, Ceridwen, Diana, Arionrhod, 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, you shall assemble in some secret place and adore the spirit of Me who is Queen of all the Wise. You shall be free and as a sign that you be free, you shall be naked in your rites. Sing, feast, dance make music and love, all in My presence, for Mine is the ecstasy of the spirit and Mine also is joy on earth. For My Law is love unto all beings. Mine is the secret that opens upon the door of youth, and mine is the cup of wine of life that is the Cauldron of Cerridwen, that is the holy grail of immortality. I give the knowledge of the spirit eternal and beyond death I give peace and freedom and reunion with those that have gone before. Nor do I demand aught of sacrifice, for behold, I an the Mother of all things, 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, She whose body encircles the Universe:
" I who am the beauty of the green earth and the white moon among the stars and the mysteries of the waters, I call upon our soul to arise and come unto me. For I am the soul of nature that gives life to the Universe. From Me all things proceed and unto Me they must return. Let My worship be in the heart that rejoices, for behold - all acts of love and pleasure are My Rituals. Let there be beauty and strength, power and compassion, honor and humility, mirth and reverence with in you. And you who seek to know Me, know that your seeking and yearning will avail you not, unless you know the Mystery: for if that which you seek, you find not within yourself, you will never find it without. For behold, I have been with you from the beginning, and I am that which is attained at the end of all desire."
ON THE GODDESS
Alone, awesome, complete in Herself, the Goddess, She whose name cannot be spoken, floated in the outer darkness, before the beginning of all things. As She looked into the curved mirror of black space, She saw by Her own light Her radiant reflection, and fell in love with It. She drew It forth by the power that was in Her and made love to Herself, and called Her "Miria, the Wonderful."
Their ecstasy burst forth in the single song of all that is, was, or ever shall be, and with the song came motion, waves that poured outward and became all the spheres and circles of the worlds. The Goddess became filled with love, swollen with love, and She gave birth to a rain of bright spirits, that filled the worlds and became all beings. But in that great movement, Miria was swept away, and as She moved out from the Goddess, She became more masculine. First She became the Blue God, the gentle, laughing God of love. The She became the Green one, vine-covered, rooted in the earth, the spirit of all growing things. At last She became the Horned God, the Hunter whose face is the ruddy sun, and yet dark as Death. But always desire draws Him back toward the Goddess, so that He circles Her eternally, seeking to return in love. All began in love; all seeks to return in love. Love is the law, the teacher of wisdom, and the great revealer of the mysteries. In love, the Horned God, changing form and changing face, ever seeks the Goddess. In this world, the searching and the seeking appear in the Wheel of the Year.
She is the Great Mother, Who gives birth to Him as the Divine Child Sun at the Winter Solstice. In spring, He is the Sower and the Seed who grows with the growing light, green as the new shoots. She is the Initiatrix, Who teaches Him the Mysteries. He is the Young Bull; She is the Nymph, seductress. In summer, when light is longest, They meet in union, and the strength of Their passion sustains the world. But the Gods' face darkens as the sun grows weaker, until at last, when the grain is cut for harvest, He also sacrifices Himself to Self, that all may be nourished. She is the Reaper, the grave of earth to which all must return. Throughout the long nights and darkening days, He sleeps in Her Womb. In dreams, He is the Lord of Death, who rules the Land of Youth beyond the Gates of Night and Day. His dark tomb becomes the Womb of Rebirth, for at Midwinter She again gives birth to Him. The cycle ends and begins again, and the Wheel of the Year turns on and on.
"The Golden Ass"
the Roman writer of the second century AD
(Robert Grave's translation )
I am Nature, the Universal Mother, mistress of all elements,
primordial child of time, sovereign of all things spiritual,
queen of the dead, queen also of the immortals, the single
manifestation of all gods and goddesses that are. My nod governs
the shining heights of Heaven, the wholesome sea breezes, the
lamentable silence of the world below. Though I am worshipped in
many aspects, known by countless names, and propitiated with all
manner of different rites, yet the whole round earth venerates me.
The primeval Phygians call me Pessinuntica, Mother of the gods;
the Athenians, sprung from their own soil, call me Cecropian
Artemis; for the islanders of Cyprus I am Paphian Aphrodite, for
the archers of Crete I am Dictynna; for the tri-lingual
Sicilians, Stygian Proserpine; and for the Eleusinians their
ancient Mother of Corn. Some know me as Juno, some as Bellona of
the Battles; others as Hecate, others again as Rhamnubia, but
both races of Aethiopians, whose lands the morning sun first
shines upon, and the Egyptians who excel in ancient learning and
worship me with ceremonies proper to my godhead, call me by my
true name, namely Queen Isis.
Condensed from: "When God Was A Woman:"
Even more astonishing is the archaeological evidence which proves that Her religion has existed and flourished in the Near and Middle East for thousands of years before the arrival of the patriarchal Abraham, first prophet of the male deity Yahweh. Archaeologists have traced the worship of the Goddess back to the Neolithic communities of about 7000 BC, some to the Upper Paleolithic cultures of about 25,000 BC. From the time of its Neolithic origins, it's existence was repeatedly attested to until Roman times. Yet Bible scholars agreed that is was late as somewhere between 1800 and 1550 BC, that Abraham lived in Canaan (Palestine).
The Upper Paleolithic period, though most of its sites have been found in Europe, is the conjectural foundation of the religion of the Goddess as it emerged in the later Neolithic Age of the Near East. Since it precedes the time of written records and does not directly lead into an historical period that might have helped to explain it, the information on the Paleolithic existence of Goddess worship must at this time remain speculative. Theories on the origins of the Goddess in this period are founded on the juxtaposition of mother kinship customs to ancestor worship. They are based upon three separate lines of evidence:
BELIEFS AND CUSTOMS OF WICCA
Not every Wiccan will subscribe to all of these points, but generally they are representative.
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The pentacle is the primary Earth symbol. Its gender, like that of the wand, is not usually emphasized, but as the symbol of the Earth Mother, it may be taken as being feminine. It is the centerpiece of the altar, on which objects are consecrated; the water and salt bowls, too, are placed on it for blessing - some covens do not use a salt bowl but place the salt directly on the pentacle from which, after blessing, it is tipped into the water.
In persecution days, the pentacle used to be inscribed on wax for each Circle, so that it could be destroyed afterwards as a dangerous piece of evidence. Today it is usually a disc of metal, mainly in copper, and it is normally 5-6 inches in diameter.