A Rambling Rant about Simplifying the Way Things Work
I owe you guys a post! Its been a while since I wrote some long, rambling, scattered rant so here ya go:
In my opinion the universe (or should I say multiverse) is just to dammed big and complicated for statements like “there is no such thing as luck”
It’s a great big multiverse and we’re all really puny, we’re just tiny little specks … its big and black and inky and we’re all really dinky. It’s a BIG multiverse and we’re not.
Perhaps it’s the pluralists or shamanic practitioner in me, but I cannot conceive of a multiverse where luck, coincidence, fate, destiny, force of will, personal responsibility, social responsibility, divine presence, divine will and a million other factors do not exist all at once. The black and white thinking where we see all or nothing, or one or the other just doesn’t make sense to my mind. I believe in fate and luck, I believe in personal power and responsibility and all the other things all together. I believe there are factors involved in the operation of the worlds (deliberate plural worlds there) and more forces at work than we could ever be fully aware of at any… Continue reading
The Demise of Pagan Magazines
Physical magazines are dying out for four main reasons:
1) Most people in Western Society under the age of 30 learned to type on a keyboard right along with learning how to write on paper. Folks are just as comfortable reading on a Kindle or PC as reading a book or magazine. Also digital information can be stored on a single, small external hard-drive whereas magazines fill boxes that take up much more space and can become fire hazards. The days of keeping old magazines in boxes for decades are coming to a close.
2) Magazines are made of paper. Paper is made of trees and deforestation is bad. Also most magazines are made of that glossy stuff you can’t even recycle, compost properly, build a decent fire with, or lay down to paper train your puppy.
3) There’s a recession going on. Rather a lot of us are trapped in dead end entry level position jobs because a certain generation didn’t save up and thus retire when they were supposed to. Now that they are retiring, they are expecting us to help take care of them, and our own families, while stuck in dead end entry level positions. Also… Continue reading
Pagan Values: A Pagan Community Statment on Sexual Ethics
Links:
The statement thus far:
Part 1
(Short version for print distribution.)
We are here –
– A circle of spiritual people from many traditions, groves, hearths, and circles. We are young and old, from many walks of life, and many parts of the world. We are Pagans of the modern era, Druids, Heathens, Wiccans, Witches, Shamans, practitioners of magical lore, and many more paths besides these. We walk the paths of the sacred Earth, in the footsteps of the Goddesses and Gods of the Land, the Sea, the Sky, and the Tribe.
2. We have learned of recent incidents of sexual exploitation and abuse perpetrated by individuals claiming to be religious teachers, some of whom claimed to be members of our community. In response to these incidents, we have crafted this statement.
3. We hereby categorically reject, disavow, oppose, and repudiate any and all coerced, nonconsensual, harmful or exploitative sexual acts, especially when claimed to be part of our ways and traditions. We identify all such acts as sexual abuse, and we refuse to tolerate them in our community.
4. Many of us believe the human body is profoundly sacred. Many of… Continue reading
Ramblings on Womanhood and Feminism Part Two
1) I often have to drag my large, heavy and awkward work gear onto the bus. Whenever the bus is being driven by a man, he “kneels” or lowers the bus to make it easier for me to board and disembark.
Female bus drivers never do this, not ever. Even if I ask them too the response is something along the lines of “Oh you’re fine” or “You’re a strong girl, you can do it” in a rather annoyed or even disgusted tone of voice.
2) Sometimes I drop my large, heavy and awkward work gear. Sometimes I wipe out on my bike. Sometimes I struggle to drag something like my work gear or my bike up steep staircases.
I never ask for help, but if another person is around they will usually respond to my “distress”.
Almost always a man or boy will stop to help me. Women however never help me and will tell me “You’re a strong girl, you can do it” if they acknowledge my presence at all. Actually often they are annoyed that I am taking up space on the sidewalk or taking too long to get up the stairs, I guess they are in… Continue reading
To Fly By Night
Hoofprints in the Wildwood
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