Calling the Horned Back Into History

With the wreck of the ancient world, it seemed as if the Horned had turned his back on history.

Never did he turn his back on the world itself, of course. Seedtime, harvest, the rutting, the yeaning, the running of the deer: these continued as ever they have and ever they shall, while ever the world endures.

But of history, of human history, he seemed to have taken final leave.

Then he came back.

Why?

The answer is both simple, and profound.

He came because we called him.

Why did we call?

We called for Love, and for Need. We called him because we love him, and we need him.

And he, who had turned his back on history, returned.

Why?

The same: for Love, and for Need.

Having left history behind, he reentered history because he loves us and he needs us.

And so the age-old story of a god's love for his people, and a people's for their god, continues.

We sing, and the heart-song throbs.

When, this summer, the Midwest Tribe of Witches foregather in immemorial Grand Sabbat, we will work once again a very great magic, a Deep Magic from before the beginning of Time, a magic that, properly effected, recreates the tribe, recreates the world, recreates time itself.

Once again, as our people have always done, we will continue our audacious and ongoing work of calling the Horned back into history.

Life calls to Life and, so great is his love, that even from death itself, he shall return.

For more on the Horned and his Great Return:

Ronald Hutton (1999) Triumph of the Moon. Oxford: Clarendon Press.