My Religion is Rooted in the Holy Powers of the Soil

My religion is rooted. In fact, it is a religion of roots … and of tubers and worms and actinobacteria. I am a dirt worshipping Pagan. My gospel is the gospel of compost. [Read more…]

I Hold These Things To Be Sacred: A Reply to Sarenth Odinsson

I hold these things to be sacred and holy: all life, the earth, nature, our selves, our bodies, our relationships. [Read more…]

Why I Am “Still” A Pagan: the Problem and the Promise

In spite of the uncritical attitudes and superstitious ideas that haunt a lot of Paganism, I still call myself a Pagan. I am still a Pagan because I believe that Paganism has the potential to bring together the wisdom of our animistic forebearers and the discoveries of contemporary science in a way that has the power to reenchant the world. [Read more…]

Church is no substitute for religion, Part 3: Why we need Pagan shrines not “temples”

It’s somewhat surprising, given the degree of theological and ritual innovation in the Pagan community, that we don’t think very far outside the box when it comes to places of worship. We Pagans might benefit from shifting from church/community center model to a shrine model of public religiosity. Here are 3 ways Pagans can offer the experience of “churchless religion” to people. [Read more…]

Branches of the Deep Ecology Tree: Nature Religion: Reuniting religion and nature

Nature religionists perceive nature as both sacred and interconnected. By “sacred”, we mean that nature has intrinsic value apart from its utility as a resource for human beings. By “interconnected”, we mean that our very being is determined by our ecology, by the material and cultural environment which we share with all other living beings. We are immersed in a web of life which is our true community. [Read more…]

Roots of the Deep Ecology Tree: John Muir, “Prophet of the Wilderness”

John Muir’s language sometimes came close to pantheism, or even animism. His language would be familiar to Neo-Pagans today: “I will touch naked God,” he wrote in anticipation of a trip into Yosemite. Elsewhere he wrote, “The whole wilderness seems to be alive and familiar, full of humanity. The very stones seem talkative, sympathetic, brotherly. No wonder when we think that we all have the same Father and Mother.” [Read more…]