This year’s PantheaCon nourished me. I printed out a schedule ahead of time of events on the official schedule, as distinct from the many programs being offered in various suites throughout the weekend, that I wanted to be sure to attend. I left plenty of space for serendipitous encounters.
I knew I had some responsibilities in the Pagan Scholars’ Den -- I dislike that term – for both Cherry Hill Seminary and the Pagan History Project with which I’m involved. And I was scheduled to sit on one panel, “Tradition vs. Innovation.” Beyond those things, I was open to see what arose.
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