Welp, it’s been a while since I’ve been here. I’ve been a swirl of thoughts regarding my practice for some time now, and I’m struggling to make it at least barely cohesive. But I always feel like I’m making progress and heading somewhere.

I’m thinking that I want to retire this blog and start a new one to mark the next stage of my… life, I guess. I’m really wanting to sit down and remember how to do witchcraft, and I also want to start exploring Fyrn Sidu. Lots of other developments are in store for me this year, too. I’m gonna be moving to central Oregon, for instance, and just generally expect lots of changes. Oh, and I’ve had my hysterectomy a few weeks ago, so I’m really feeling the whole “what does generlessness mean for my practice and the lore I make part of my life?” stuff. Eventually I may be able to write intelligently on that subject, but not now :U

Anyways, I’ll post a big fat link to the new blog here soon.


This is a great list, but I’m gonna take this opportunity to toot my own horn here. While I’m not explicit in my polytheist influences, I’m still a polytheist/pagan artist who is struggling to make ends meet these days. If you like my art or know someone that would, here’s my store: http://lofrequency.storenvy.com

Originally posted on Shadows of the Sun:

Greetings, dear readers! I am currently in the midst of playing catch-up on KRT posts and other articles long imprisoned in the draft folder, and am taking a little time out of working on those to do a little signal-boosting. Yule and several other Midwinter holidays are almost upon us, and we’re already well into the shopping season. I’m posting this in the hopes that my “Pagan” readers will consider supporting various “Pagan” communities by supporting their respective artists, businesses, and causes this month, and will remember to support them throughout the year.


As some of you may already know, the Kemetic Orthodox House of Netjer is seeking to raise funds for repairs to its main temple. The HoN is hoping to raise 3,000 USD by “Moomas” this year (December 25th), and is within 500 USD of its charted goal. For those of you not familiar with Kemetic…

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I’ve been in a weird place for a while now. Depression has slunk back into my life in a big way, despite the meds (I guess I should maybe say that the meds aren’t strong enough, is more like it), and I’m drinking again. I can barely bring myself to sit before the shrine, and it’s actually a little bit of a consolation to know that the gods wait for no one. I’m not exactly disappointing them or anything. I’ve just dropped off the map for a bit.

One of the things that has really helped me from spiraling even further has been picking up vegetable gardening. It really is bringing me closer to the cycle of life, death, and rebirth, even if just in a small way. I’ve also noticed one of my old power animals coming back into my life–the vulture, whom I became acquainted with more than 10 years ago during my first foray into paganism–and this time with it a very distinctive psychopomp vibe. Vulture is my guide through the badlands, and on the other side awaits something good. With vulture comes more themes of necessary death and decay; it should be no coincidence that I got bitten by the composting bug earlier this year, and that yesterday I picked up a tub of red wigglers from the hardware store to start a second bin.

I am just completely enamored and in awe of the process of turning rotting organic material into food for a new generation of plants. The stinging smell of bokashi composting is almost a comfort to me now, and the white fuzz growing on my food scraps an old friend. I’m finding camaraderie in the hordes of maggots growing up in the compost as it digests a second time in a hole in the ground. The red worms are even more precious to me, though; rarely found in the wild, but a child only nature could birth nonetheless. I look forward to seeing them turn lettuce and tomatoes into rich, black humus.

I just feel dirty all the time now, drenched in miasma. It frustrated and pained me for a long time, months even. But now, I’m beginning to think that this is a necessary step in my growth. I’ve died, and I’m rotting, being turned slowly back into earth with the help of my new and much maligned friends.

Anarchism has been a big feature of my life for the past number of months; it’s something I’ve dived headfirst into, learning about and engaging others about. I’ve learned that simply saying “I hate money” around my father will get a reaction from him like I’ve said “I hate you” instead. (I have a complex opinion on the role of money in society, so I say things like that just to get a ruse out of him at this point. It’s hilarious.)

And at some point I knew that I would eventually have to write on the subject of anarchism and religion–specifically my religion–and how I reconcile the two.

One of the more famous slogans of the movement is “no gods, no masters”, so it’s assumed that anarchists hate religion and theism as much as they hate private property and non-democratic systems of government. One of the biggest misconceptions of what anarchism is about is that we’re pro-chaos, anti-leadership, and anti-organization in any form. This can be debunked by even the barest glance at an anarchist group of free associating individuals; we’re not anti-leadership, we just want our leadership to be completely democratically-elected and held completely accountable for their every decision. We also want to be able to remove them from their position in the community whenever we see fit.

For those of us who are not god-bothered, that is exactly what our relationship to the gods and spirits is. We democratically “elect” our gods to have a position of authority over our lives and a place of honor in our hearts, and if they prove themselves undeserving of being there, many of us have no problem with turning our worship to someone else who will.

So to me, polytheism is one of the only forms of religion that relies on the democratic participation of its adherents. The relationship most of us have with our gods and spirits is a combination of that of communalism (“I will work with you to achieve something good for us both”) and what we as humans have to endure from the Earth itself. We wouldn’t consider the threat of earthquakes to be “coercion”, would we? No, earthquakes are just a fact of life and we can either try and petition someone to keep them from wreaking havoc on communities or not. Anarchism has no reason to oppose crossing one’s fingers, or good luck charms, or “good vibes”, and so I don’t see why the practice of religious petitioning should be treated any differently except on the comparative complexity of the superstition. Like knives, these practices and beliefs are simply tools– they can be used as a means of oppression or as a means for tremendous spiritual good.

And of course, like any other personal relationship, that of god/devotee has the potential to appear coercive and damaging to those on the outside. BDSM relationships raise the hackles of anarchists and feminists for that very reason. But sometimes people are not meant to exert the certain kinds of autonomous functioning that society might expect of them, and simply function better under constraint and direction. Those people tend to find themselves with self-identified masters and mistresses, or sometimes they might find themselves making an oath of service to a god. And the praxis of anarchism necessitates that we support these members of our communities, because they are expressing their right to free-association in ways that they see fit for themselves and their mental well-being without harming others. I see no reason to rail against those kinds of relationships.

At any rate, I could go on and on about this, but I’ll end this post with half-thought: witchcraft is also, I believe, one of the purest manifestations of anarchic ethics in any kind of non-materialist arena that I can think of. It’s free association on steroids, it goes hand-in-hand with strategies of direct action, and it does much to rewild our society and heal the rift formed between us and the natural world.


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