Tolerance
“Tolerance doesn’t mean that everyone has to like you and that you have to like everyone and that there’s something deeply wrong with an entire community because some of its members can’t disagree without being douchebags. All tolerance means is that you put up with people in exchange for being put up with yourself. You don’t have to approve or embrace or endorse or even like someone to be tolerant. You just have to endure them. There are assholes and douchebags in every community.” ~ Dan Savage
Grudges
Being neurologically incapable of holding a grudge, I am always surprised when I discover someone holds one for me. Funnily enough, I can’t hold it against them (on account of not being able to hold a grudge) … Ohhhhhh, look a shiny thing! *wanders off to enjoy the most recent distraction*
Privillege
I guess I should have taken some Woman’s Studies classes … because whenever women talk about male privilege I am at a loss. But then, having been raised the way I was (by a Mom who works construction and such) I have always assumed I also have the same “privilege” and acted accordingly. And I am shocked by women who do not assume the same “privilege”. Maybe this is why people can find me intimidating and difficult? Hmmmmmm…
Not a Traditional Witch
Roughly every 3 months I have to inform someone that I do not define my practice as Traditional Witchcraft. Because I am not a traditional kind of gal. Trad Craft is one of the sources I draw from but not the only one. Being a Trad Witch would put me in a box, I don’t like boxes. I am a free style Hedgewitch and Pagan. It’s totally cool if you are though, be whatever you want, its cool.
Crones
So apparently I hate Crones.
Because, you know, if I express disgust towards one particular famous Crone and her angry, hate filled, outdated rhetoric. And speak to how I hope that such angry, hate filled and out dated rhetoric might go the way of the dodo bird when she (and people who share her views) passes to the Summerlands some day. Well, then obviously I hate all Crones. In fact I hate the whole generation, and I want them all to die so I can dance delightedly on their graves and then go and build some kind of utopia.
Yep. Totally.
Now of course, those of you who actually know me in real life, and those Crones who know me specifically, are probably laughing your asses off right now. “JUNIPER? Hehehe oh, she’s harmless! She’ll be the first to tell you that she’s a Gemini full of hot air! Hehehe!”
Ironically, just a few days ago I was conversing with a Crone after a ritual celebrating International Women’s Day and she said “It’s strange because you’re so strong and out there and firey online but actually you’re not like that.”
I’m actually pretty cute… Continue reading
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