Iacchus returns to Eleusis

The time has come for Persephone to return. The darkness of winter is passed. We must journey again to Eleusis, celebrate again our vision of holy night and free the world of growth from the decadence of death. Return to the place where we watched spring pass into darkness, where the spirit took us into oblivion the better to survive the terror of winter.

But first we shall prepare – Iacchus is invoked, we drink, we gather, we process. You cannot rescue spring from the clutches of death without guidance and Jack will be that guide. And Jack will lead us Eleusis, to the home of spring’s release. And Jack, through his drink, will provide that release.

Let us celebrate all that is spring – new shoots on trees, the daffodils, the smells of fresh earth and the sounds of birds calling out those who would threaten their eggs and their offspring. And let us do so in that time honoured way of man – with a party. Let us ignore those in black hats, white coats and brown suits who remain caught in the endless grey drear of winter – who wallow in gloom and wish to bring others into their world of boredom and control.

Iacchus will return to Eleusis. And if we are wise we will, like Socrates before, join him on this journey.