Not all the bigots are Christians

I particpated in this comment thread on Facebook this morning. I’m certain there is more to come.  But I have to say that in my opinion there are some pagans and witches out there who do far more harm to our cause than anyone who says they are against us.  Gah, the ignorant bullshit that is being spouted out there.  The harmful things we say to each other in the name of our path.  *rant*

Susan: According to my cousin Jane in DC, it’s quite a scene down at Superior Court right now, with same sex couples in line for marriage licenses, Fred Phelps’ wingnuts shouting that god hates fags, and dc clergy united for marriage equality singing hymns to drown them out. Wish i was there to see!

Thomas: Well, you know the Christian God is showing love when His people are yelling hate speeches like “GOD HATES FAGS!” Thankfully, I am not Christian…..

Cynthia: The Christian God isnt’ like that at all. It’s the folks who call themselves Christian but hang with the old angry punishing Yaweh who think those things.

The Christian God is about love.

‘You must love the Lord your God with all your heart, all your soul, and all your mind.’ This is the first and greatest commandment. A second is equally important: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ The entire law and all the demands of the prophets are based on these two commandments.” (Matthew 22:36-40)

For what it’s worth, I’m a witch who loves Jesus. Woo!

Thomas: You’re a Witch who loves Jesus? Are you serious? If you’re a Witch and believe in the tenants of Witchcraft and/or Wicca, you do not believe in a Jesus. Jesus is a Christian concept. And conversely, Christians certainly don’t believe in a God/Goddess concept. Even moreover, Christianity and Jesus certainly don’t believe in magick- “magick” is achieved through prayer and other methods in Christianity.

I am absolutely floored to learn of this and even more so, I’m scared for the people whose lives you touch on a daily basis…..

Cynthia: Wow. Nice flame attack. Many loved ones, thank you very much. I love you too. 🙂 I wasn’t aware that you wrote the rules of Witchcraft and had the right to tell me how to be a witch. Mea culpa, maxima mea culpa. You’ve done more harm in your comment than I’ve seen in a long time. Closed minded bigotry is not something I’m very interested in. Mother Mary is decidedly a Goddess with her son (although not her consort) Jesus.

Totally serious. I beg your pardon but I am a British trad initiated witch who believes that some of the tenets Jesus preached have some merits. I think Buddha had some vastly important thoughts as well as many of the Hindi pantheon and others around the globe. Yemaya, Isis, Diana, Cernunnos…. So far, in over 20+ years of study I’ve found nothing that says that the two are mutually exclusive, witch and christian. So the only deity I can’t find interesting is Jesus? That is off limits and makes me a fraud and a pariah? Dangerous? Oh, wait, Satan is off limits too. And for me, that last is true. But the rest of the Gods of the world? As witch I can choose to work with any of them I like. It doesn’t make me dangerous OR stupid OR something other than a witch. It makes me a witch who is brave enough to follow her heart and who keeps an open mind as she looks for as many spiritual truths as she can find.

I also am more interested in the Gnostic Christianity which is most likely akin to the original Christianity than the hateful mish-mosh that we see on the media. Jesus is just another hanged god. Another deity as valid as any other deity such as:

  • Hindu (Krishna)
  • Egyptian (Osiris)
  • Babylonian (Tammuz)
  • Norse (Baldr) (updated edit:  I see I should have kept my original answer, which was Odin but I took the word of another on the internet instead of trusting my own judgement. )
  • Roman-ish (Mithras)
  • Slavic (Veles)

There are witches that consider themselves Asatru, or Native American shamanic. American witchcraft and paganality uses spiritually valid precepts from many different world paths, that is what makes us unique. I’m not throwing out a prophet who said that Love is the answer simply because you say so. You are no authority sir. I’ve been trained by some of the best and they say that doing research and thinking for myself is one of the BEST qualities of any witch. Not spewing hateful tripe at total strangers based on one sentence.

BTW thinking Jesus is a cool dude does NOT equal saying that I am Christian. I never said that. I said I love Jesus. I love a lot of other Gods too. And they love me right back.

Paul: See, and thats why I swore of the whole god/godess thing – leads to an your’e a what, that’s unpossible??? Or the I am a Blah Blah Blahist, intiatated by or a member of such and such a circle/church. bullshit arguments..I’m me and I think like I do, and you ain’t gonna change me. Do something to someone or something,that you shouldn’t and you won’t have to worry about “God/Goddess Wrath”….I’ll mess you up all by myself.

Cynthia: Ha! Well there it is in a nutshell. harm none or pay the consequences… A spiritual truth around the world.  I don’t think there is anything wrong with discussion about our beliefs and why we believe them. He stated I wasn’t a witch, I gave my credentials.  Perfectly valid and not bullshit.  I think we need more discussion myself instead of knee jerk you’re wrong because I say so.

Telepathy

I don’t care whether you call it uncanny intuition or plain old telepathy: In the next three weeks, you will have unusually abundant access to that way of knowing. So please use it. Please call on it. It could steer you away from twisty wastes of time that don’t serve your highest good. It might also allow you to ferret out disguised or hiding opportunities. There’s one catch: If you don’t believe in them, your psychic powers won’t work as well as they can. So I suggest you set aside any dogmatic skepticism you might have about them and proceed on the hypothesis that they are very real.

Roger Wilco Good Buddy.  I believe in it and I plan on using it to the fullest.

It’s obvious from the previous post that he’s right.  I will have all kinds of opportunities…

Transitions

My brother flew out this morning.  He did very well for the time he was here.  What we had to do was extremely stressful for all involved and with only one small dust up I’m proud of them all.  I wore my High Priest’s emerald necklace to keep me in cool love for the duration and it helped immensely.  We have built up a momentum that I hope to keep going through the spring.

The basement rec room, small bedroom, and bath are officially going to be mine.  Before March is over.  O joy, rapturous, delicious heaven.  O space, oh pleasant, private space of my own away from the frantic edge of CNN, away from the 6am beeping of the microwave, into my own little retreat. O bliss.  O Gracious Goddess and Great God, grateful thanks for your genius, bounty, and timing. Next time it would be nice not to have change brought about by a house fire but I must admit the results are glorious to me.  Can you say incense?  I haven’t been able to burn incense for a year now.  Privacy to practice my circle building skills.  Privacy for ritual.  This witch, this artist, is just over the moon happy about all this.

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Dolphins

Time waits for no one and neither do the projects.  If only…  maybe next week.

Last night I had a dream in which I was addressing a crowd of thousands of Cancerians in a large stadium. I was referring to them as dolphins rather than as crabs. “I say unto you, my fellow dolphins,” I proclaimed (I myself was born June 23), “that you have been given a sacred assignment by the great gods of time themselves. And that assignment is to master the art of Timeology.” When I awoke from the dream, I was awash with feelings of deep relaxation and ease, although I wasn’t sure why. I had never before heard that word “timeology,” so I googled it. Here’s how the Urban Dictionary defined it: “spending time doing what you want to do, not accomplishing anything major but also not wasting time.” It so happens that this prescription is well-suited to our current astrological omens. I suggest that you and I be as playful as dolphins.

Coming up for air

Literally.  It seems that the stuff in a fire extinguisher, and several were used, works by sucking the oxygen out of the air.  So not only was the basement missing oxygen but every single thing was covered with fire extinguisher dust, smoke dust, and then the dust of a decade of a never cleaned law office.  The insurance company sent in three women to clean this horror show of a wreck room.  Bottles of white out, pens, envelopes, 10 years of boxes of software, 5″ floppy disks, books books books.  A nightmare.

My brother, who arrived Wednesday night, and I have been cleaning out the garage for 2 days.  Four big loads in a huge rented pickup truck later, we are still not done.  Two to the dump, don’t think for a minute that throwing things in a landfill makes me anything but miserable, and two trips to our local thrift store.  He’s not had any sleep and I seem to have caught a cold.  This afternoon we will tackle it again.  Some of the boxes I’m sorting go back to junk mail from 1997.  OMG.   I can’t even begin to illustrate the clutter and packratedness.

On the flip side, it’s super good to have my brother here.  Together we can do what alone would have done us in.

This is not us but it was the photo that closest resembled what we’re dealing with…

Add in six trunks full of everything from great art paper to coffee tins full of nails plus 2 kayak racks, 10 boxes of various poisonous chemicals, baskets galore, and perhaps one box of stuff we’re keeping and well, *sob* and yet  *woohoo!*

The fire has catalyzed some serious action.  The faux ceiling in the bathroom is down and we are hiring an electrician to take care of that fire hazard that is our lighting asap.  Also, it looks like I’m going to be able to move into the basement finished rooms and have basically my own apartment with a shared kitchen upstairs.  That won’t happen overnight but it will happen in the next couple months and I’m pretty excited about getting my stuff out of storage and having something that looks like my life back in this area.  I’ve been living in a 10×10 room that is really like living in a hotel room for a year now.  It will be a year March 7th.  I’m really done with this and hope that I get to have some say in the paint color.

We did find a box of silver coins from 1883 – 1964.  None of them appear to be of much value for their dates or their condition but I’m going to sell them for their melt value.  Tons of furniture is going to be sold and what doesn’t sell is going to the thrift store or the dump.  It has to be done, there is no choice.  And most of this has to happen before Monday at 5pm.  Bro’s flight home leaves Tuesday morning.  What a champ he’s been and thank god for his force of nature presence in this project.

My parents are a little bewildered and stressed over this whole thing as one can well imagine but they have been very, very brave and let us make most of the decisions for them.  They’ve stayed away for the most part and just let us muscle our way through and they are to be commended because they simply couldn’t do it themselves and this is painful for them.  They are embarrassed, ashamed, and relieved.

See you all later next week when the work is done, bro has flown home, and I’m working on a cool project that is mine and perhaps in a space where I can actually work on larger projects.  We are healing from the trauma of 30 years of shame and the horror that is a wild fire in your home.

P.S.  My camera stopped functioning. About 6 months ago my brother sent my dad a camera but it has never been used.  Bro saw that Dad will never be able to use it because it’s the part of dad’s brain that has left.  The figure it out part.  I have a new camera just like that.  *snap*  Thank you thank you.

I cleaned out my mom’s office, which was like the photo above all by myself and bought a new twin memory foam mattress so that Bro had a decent place to stay. He said he would have been royally pissed to have to spend $1000 to stay in a hotel for a week simply because there is so much clutter no one can move.

I’ve been working extremely hard, physically and mentally this entire week, and I am sore as hell but I’m pretty impressed at how my body is taking this.  Any one would be sore after inactivity but I was worried about my fibromyalgia and I feel pretty darned good all in all.

And I haven’t had a period in 8 weeks!  WOOHOO!   No migraines, no cramps, no pms, happy camper here.