
I agree that it would be nice if we Pagans were completely harmonious and accepting of each other – but by comparison with practically anyone else, we are doing really, really awesome, and no one has killed or even physically attacked anyone, as far as I know.
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After the stinger was removed and the wound cleaned, they applied a thick coat of honey to help bring the swelling down (a cruel irony), and I began to hate bees. But little did I know how essential bees are to our heritage, our history, and our planet.
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These spiritual experiences are an astounding gift that can be powerful fuel for our actions – motivating us when other lights have gone out. How could I receive that gift, and not want to use it responsibly, to help empower me to make a better world?
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At noon on the longest day is the time to salute the Sun, whose energy drives Life on planet Earth. Among my observances, I harvest long stalks of dry wild rye to bind into my Sun-broom, a ritual tool with which I spread (metaphorical) Light throughout the year…pretty handy to have in December, when the dark of the year brings gloom into the house before the candles and lights of Yule. And I lay a couple of bright crystals in the sun to warm and catch the light, to carry the light of the Sun on my Focus (altar) throughout the year.
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We owe cyanobacteria our respect. And they might deserve our fullest gratitude as well if it weren’t for one nasty trait.
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