There are very few things I know for sure. This is true in all areas of my life, but right now I want to talk about just a few. About gender, and the gods. I don’t know what gender is. Not really. I have some thoughts — I think it’s a social construct, but unlike …
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I Grew Up in the Goddess Movement, but it is no longer home
I talk sometimes about how I was raised pagan; sometimes about how I was raised Buddhist. Both are true. My mother is Buddhist and taught me about Tara, played the 21 Praises of Tara and Wind Horses in the car for me, taught me the Om Mani Padme Om meditation with my very own mala…but …
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The Morrigan Chose Me…and I chose Her right back
There’s this idea in neo-Pagan or polytheist circles that the gods choose us, we don’t choose them. Sometimes that’s correct — sometimes, yes, the gods do search us out without us needing to reach out first. In that case, They chose us; we didn’t choose Them. But we still can. When I first met the …
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Beltane’s Battle Plan
I had a bit of an epiphany the other day. May Day is a day of political upheaval; of revolution; of fighting against oppression. No wonder the Morrigan was so clear with me that it be Her holiday. The epiphany clarified how I was going to celebrate this year’s Beltane. By getting my shit together.
Conquering the Hekspoffer (Hexipuff) and oh gods not this fight again
I have spent the past few days working out how to make a hexipuff type thing — a double sided hexagon that can be stuffed with fleece or scrap yarn — via trial and error. After a lot of the first and more of the second, I have finally come up with a working pattern …
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Sunset from the ferry and a crescent moon
On my trip up to my mother’s home I took some pictures on the ferry. I was going to post them here on Monday but I forgot; here they are, a few days late. (It’s been completely gray and cloudy since these pictures were taken, so this also serves as a bit of a pick-me-up …
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There is no such thing as a square god
This post is in response to something Star Foster wrote recently, which frankly is full of vicim-blamey, ableist, classist nonsense. But don’t let me tell you what to think! Read it all right here. Comments aren’t enabled, so instead of politely pointing out how I think she’s wrong in the comments (yes, I am polite …
The Pagan Unity Campaign: why I joined, why I left, and why I’m tired of hearing how horrible all PUCers are
The Pagan Unity Campaign was a group I was part of for a few years during and immediately after high school. I was a state chair for them, and I avidly participated in the campaigns we ran. The PUC was a political campaign. The goal? To get elected officials to realize that they had pagan …
Pursuing Joy
T. Thorn Coyle linked this article on either Google+ or Facebook (or perhaps both), with the message that activists, caretakers, etc, shouldn’t forget our own happiness. We do burn out. We become lost in hopelessness and despair. We forget to take care of ourselves because we feel so small in the face of the overwhelming …
A Pagan Response to Savita’s Death, and the ongoing fight for reproductive justice worldwide
After my last post about Savita, I emailed T. Thorn Coyle to ask for her help in finding ways to respond to this tragedy. I felt that something needed to be done, besides writing and prayer, but I didn’t know what. She had some really good suggestions for organizing a response. One was to lobby …