Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth

In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.

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I Have It from On High That...

I can't even remember what the meeting was about, or what we finally decided.

But the lesson that I learned that night, I'll never forget.

It was pagan politics as usual. Some wanted A, some B.

Then someone stood up and announced that she had "had it from On High" that we were supposed to go with A.

Well, those were arrogant times. These days, I like to think that anyone making such a claim would get laughed out of the room.

I'm not saying that the gods don't speak to us. Of course they do, if we care enough to listen. Still, what a god may or may not tell me is one thing; expecting what he says to be binding on others is something else entirely.

In the pagan world, some people do get to speak for the gods. But you don't get that privilege (and burden) by mere assertion. I myself know some—admittedly, only a handful—whose word I would trust in such a manner.

And all of them can tell the difference between the voice of a god and that of their own subconscious.

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Poet, scholar and storyteller Steven Posch was raised in the hardwood forests of western Pennsylvania by white-tailed deer. (That's the story, anyway.) He emigrated to Paganistan in 1979 and by sheer dint of personality has become one of Lake Country's foremost men-in-black. He is current keeper of the Minnesota Ooser.

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