Choosing Peace

So I have to admit something.  I’m not a huge follower of current events within the larger Pagan community.  I don’t regularly read blogs.  I have a few that I enjoy and I follow them when I remember to read them.  But I don’t have a finger on the pulse of our community.  I have my own small community, mostly online, that is so very important to me, and we are a diverse group of ladies who came together around five years ago and have created a small community of supportive, loving women.  THAT is my community.  And when I say diverse, I mean it.  I am a hard polytheist who pursues relationships with five Deities and a few Divine Heroes.  Another lady is a Wiccan priestess.  Another?  She previous defined herself as a pantheist or a panetheist, but now mostly just calls herself an Atheist Pagan. Continue reading

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Do you know how blessed you are?

I do.  I forget sometimes, when stress hits me and I am swamped under.  But then, some days, I get a beautiful reminder.  Like today.  My Momma was, once again, a lifesaver for Sir Joshimus and I.  You see, Buttercup had a flat.  AFTER we had spent all of our money on shopping and other maintenance for our two-wheeled honey.  And I had a meltdown.  It happens.  I spent a lot of time praying for strength and courage. Continue reading

The expansion of our Pagan community

I remember when I first joined the Pagan community when I was 18 years old – after four years of blundering through it on my own (after a very brief foray into asking questions which left me feeling as if my lack of knowledge was the biggest sin in our community).  I remember that I met some really amazing people in the community in Hattiesburg – some of which I’m still, at least partly, connected to online – and I was welcomed with open arms.  The first Pagans I met in real life were at the Circle of the Green Fairy in Petal (closed now) – Tracy and Jason.  I came in and I was so scared, not talking to anyone and just looking around.  I imagine I was a little wide-eyed, but they started talking to me and really made me feel welcome.  Over the next few years, The Fairy was a critical part of my life – holidays and fairs and classes.  I miss those people and those times greatly. Continue reading