Where the sidewalk ends: Suburban enchantment

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The chill wind was blowing gently and the cattails waved back and forth like they were animate. And I felt, for all the world, like they were talking to me. Not talking with words, but saying something nonetheless. What were they saying? I think this is what they said to me: “This is real. You are here. You are alive.” [Read more...]

A Defiant Worship: What Shark Week teaches me about God/dess

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In the end, we all must surrender to God/dess. But in the meantime, let our worship be defiance. Let us kneel in acknowledgment of all that we cannot change, and then stand in recognition of all that we can. We earn the right to bow our heads to God/dess only after we have fought the good fight with Her. To me, Paganism is not a religion of consolation — it is a religion of action, a religion of struggle, a religion of defiance! [Read more...]

My Favorite Posts From July

There’s so much interesting blogging going on in our community. I want to highlight a few items from last month (in no particular order). [Read more...]

Wonder and Death: Why only adults can really appreciate nature

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Driving through Glenwood Canyon along the Colorado River, knowing that this beauty existed long before me and will continue to be long after I am gone, fosters in me a sense of gratitude for the brief but magnificent opportunity that is my life. These are experiences that are lost on my children. They are lost on them because they do not yet know how fleeting life is. They do not really know yet that they will someday die. [Read more...]

Nature Worship: or Seeing the Trees for the Ents

P. Sufenas Virius Lupus has published another provocative post over at Queer I Stand, entitled “Seeing the Forest for the…Ents?!?” in which he denies that Paganism can accurately be described as “nature worship”.  Specifically, he denies that Pagans worship natural phenomena, like the sun or trees, as contrasted with the “divine force” within or behind [Read More...]

I worship the blind God

You weary Nations, perhaps I am some new being you’ve never encountered before. Yet there is nothing about me you can’t recognize. I live in the place where you perceive nothing. Look again! – Geoff Bartley, “The Language of Stones” Recently, P. Sufenas Virius Lupus published an essay at Patheos entitled “Bringing Back the Gods”.  [Read More...]


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