Change is inevitable. How we deal with it, however is another matter. This week's article of Faithful Friday takes a look at how the tapestry of religion is changing around the world, from the pluralization of religion in America to the rise of Hindu nationalism in India. Will tomorrow's religious landscape look the same as today's? If that's a question you think is worth asking, read on.
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It's been awhile since I've been here, and that's because things have been... mutable. I've decided to try to re-enter (because Mercury retrograde is always a good time to go back to something that's been previously started, right?) working with clay again. I believe I mentioned it previously, in my last article. I've been doing a lot of reflecting since then.
You see, Tarot is such a part of my life that it is hard for me to isolate things. I see the cards in shapes throughout the day. I think about what card would represent what activity I'm doing at the time. I use the Tarot as a guide to activities, as a focal point for my art, and more. Between astrology (to which I've also returned over the last year), runes, stones, and the tarot, my life is pretty full of amazing shapes, themes and designs....
Regular readers of this blog no doubt ask themselves from time to time: So, is Paganistan really the matchless Summerland of the Snows that Posch makes it out to be? (Paganistan is the Secret Witch Name of the 13-county Minneapolis-St. Paul metropagan area.)
Well, shown above is a sign that I saw while driving to work this morning. It's 4 blocks from my house.
As many in our community have pointed out, we know very little about the original practices of Druids and Pagan priestesses; the only extant writings we have are propaganda pieces by their conquerors, Roman historians and Catholic clerics. Ours is a "reconstructed religion" based on whatever clues we can glean from other traditions of Goddess and Nature worship, such as Hinduism, Shinto and Shamanism.
But if even a fraction of what their detractors claim is true, then my 21st century Neopaganism - a benign blend of John Muir, Mists of Avalon, J.R.R. Tolkien, Henry David Thoreau, Rachel Carson and Swami Vivekananda - has to be a kinder, gentler form of Mother Nature worship than that practiced by our ancient forbears. What's more, I feel that it is fitting and proper that it should be so. I may have lived back then, but I definitely live now. Thank God and Goddess that I can reconstruct my religion to suit my inner nature and the age in which I now find myself!...
Receive all there is. It starts with breathing out. Relaxing into the moment, into the embrace of the Great Gaia. Your cells instantly remember she is here to take care of you. How could you forget. of course. In that, it becomes possible to stop pushing, stop holding back. You are with the grace of simplicity. Life can flow towards you, filling you from within. Receive.
When we're looking for strength, presence, shine... too often we see it as a goal to be reached. Our cells get activated and adrenalized. Though this is great to catch the bus or earn that bonus, it inhibits that you receive the inner rewards. Strength has been there all along, and so are presence and shine... Breathe out. Allow your cells to relax. Receive.
It's probably fair to save that most of us love the Earth and wish it well. But what's the best way to treat it? And how should we adjust our own cultures to its needs (and transform the Earth for ours)? In today's Pagan News Beagle we look at such questions with articles about the future of agriculture in drought-stricken California, the importance of "mulch" in gardening, and the surprising benefits of living in the city, among other subjects. Continue reading to learn more.
the flowers bend their bright bodies,
and tip their fragrance to the air,
their red stems holding
all that dampness and recklessness
gladly and lightly,
and there it is again —
beauty the brave, the exemplary,
Do you love this world?
–excerpt “Peonies” by Mary Oliver*
Loving the world feels like a difficult topic to write about today when I see news coverage of the recent oil spill in Santa Barbara and read about the dolphins dying. It can be easy to start to feel discouraged and hopeless in the face of such destruction and lack of love for the earth, our precious, irreplaceable home.