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The Charge of the Hunter

Erin

Listen to the words of the Great Hunter, he who was called among people Herne, Cernunos, Gwynn ap Nudd, The Horned One, The Master of the Wild Hunt, Mabon and by many other names.

Whenever you have need of any meat, once in the week, and better it be when the season turns to Winter, then ye shall assemble in the green wilds and continue the cycle of Hunter and Hunted. I am the King of the Herd, the one who sustains the People in the times of rest for the Earth, and I shall show you the Ancient Cycles again. And you shall be free from civilization, and as a sign of this freedom, ye shall carry a weapon to take your meat with, be it a Spear, an Arrow or a Knife. You shall creep and stalk across the Land, becoming closer and closer to the Hunted, and understanding the ways of the Hunted. Mine is the Joy of the Kill, the thrill of the Stalk and the Praise of the Slain. My law is that thou shall take the weak and the injured, the elderly and the sick, thus to improve the Herd and make them strong. You shall use all of what you Kill and you shall praise and thank the Spirit of that which you have killed, for Death is only part of the cycle of Life, and this child of mine will live again. I demand that you take only what you need and that you replace that which you took whenever possible. My teachings are those of survival and the continuation of the next Generation. I am the Tip of the Spear, the Arrowhead and the Knife’s Edge, and you shall remember that the survival of the Herd is paramount, for if the Herd does not survive, there will be no next generation.

Hear ye the words of the Green Lord; he in the dust of the Earth, the play of the plants, whose body is all that lives.

I am the beauty of the Green Earth, just as the Goddess is. I am the sunlight pouring down upon you all, giving you energy, warmth, and life. Come unto me, and spend times in the Wilds, feeling the Ancient Rhythms of the Universe, knowing that all you see is but a small part of what exists. All things that are around you, inside yourself, expressed in Nature are part of the Natural Order, and if it were an abomination to Me it would not exist. I have blown my breath upon the Land and life bloomed, for Goddess and God together create. Celebrate that in your days and in your rituals, know that I am with you always and that you are part of those Ancient Cycles as well. Take what you need, and give back what you can is my command. You shall ever find me in the Wilds and in your own heart, talking to you about the days past and the cycles of Eternity. And I shall liberate you from the fear of death, for death is only another state, just as Living is, and you need not fear death, for all things die. And my blessing you shall always have, for you are just as sacred as the rest of the Universe, and you are part of the cycle also.

Copyright Erin, 2009

Originally posted 2014-03-09 13:14:14. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

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