Category: Going to Church
Posts on the experience of religion — Christianity, Wicca, the Southern Baptist culture I grew up in, and the questions that don’t go away when you leave a tradition behind.
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Resurrecting the Christian Southern Gothic Novel
I was stuck away from my desktop with none of my portable tasks with me yesterday, so I went back through my older files in storage and pulled out a book that hasn’t been on the market in about 14 years: Waiting on the Thunder. This is one I wrote in 1993 (apparently a VERY…
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How a Pagan Goes to Church – You Can Go Home Again
You can go home again, regardless of how much has changed. Your energy is forever in your footsteps, left on that land, & the energy of that place is forever in you. No matter where I travel on this planet or how many fascinating things I witness in other cultures and lands, “home” to me…
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How a Pagan Goes to Church: Steel Yourself for Magnolias’ Surprise
With the decor of the Cathedral of Nature turning autumnal, I’m looking back at the spring and summer months and all their beauty but especially thoughts of magnolias. A Childhood of Tree-Climbing I grew up in a remote area of South Georgia with huge Southern Magnoliatrees in my yard and in my childhood friend’s yard.…
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How a Pagan Goes to Church: September Spiders
This week in the Cathedral of Nature…. Here in hot, sunny Florida, the temp has suddenly cooled. This is why I love September and October so much–that feeling of abundance and harvest, yet the stifling heat is gone. September seems to be full of spiders! Somehow, I always associate September with hurricanes, golden orb spiders,…
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How a Pagan Goes to Church: Elephant Ears and Roses
In today’s visit to the Cathedral of Nature, the morning raindrops were still on the elephant ears and roses in the garden. When I first moved into my house, the former tenants had planted shrubs in the front garden, punctuated by elephant ears. Each leaf was wider than my chest and brought to mind some…
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How a Pagan Goes to Church: The Cathedral of Nature
I worship in the Cathedral of Nature, the Church Not Built by Hands. Years ago, a Christian friend who had left the Lutheran church and later the local Methodist church remarked to me that she’d started “going to church” every Sunday morning. That was a surprise to me, mainly because she was very ill and…
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“Born Again Pagan” and Other Bumper Stickers Christians Consider Antagonistic
A friend directed me to a controversial article about “antagonistic bumper stickers” a few days ago. Honestly, I had a hard time taking the article seriously because the author was so far off base about modern Paganism, what Pagans believe, and what Pagans intend by expressing their faith (the intent is apparently to piss off…
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An Instant Feel-Good Exercise Goes Exponential
Several days ago, I did a brief exercise for my Law of Attraction work: I started remembering and writing down different moments/events/phrases/conversations/etc with men I’ve liked (though I only went as far back as one and haven’t had to look beyond that one relationship for some really great feel-good moments, though I started to look…
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Redirecting My Focus
With the girls gone, I had set aside tonight to do some spiritual work with a friend of mine whom I always enjoy working with. Unfortunately, she had to ask for a raincheck at the last minute, so the plans changed right away. I’m disappointed because I love working with her, but I’m also worried…
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Warning: Do Not Feed My Tiger
I really wish people wouldn’t challenge me. I’d much prefer just to go about my business and just live and let live, but every so often, someone has to decide they’re going to mow me down to get their way, and that’s when things get ugly. As far as patterns go, it tends to be…
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Irresistible Forces: PUH—UUUUUUUSHHHHHH!
My organization has a buzzword that’s overused: pushback. As in, “I got a lot of pushback from that scummy contractor when I questioned his accounting procedures.” Meaning, “resistance.” I work very hard to make things happen rather than sitting by idly and expecting others to take care of me. But as I’ve been…
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The Best and Worst of 2006
At the end of the calendar year, everyone looks back in review at the best and the worst. For me, I think the best and the worst are usually connected in some way. A death and rebirth kind of thing. Saying goodbye to an old way of life opens to something new that can be…
