Categories (topics) | Naturalistic Paganism

Will This Congressman Reflect on our Earth? By Bart Everson

Posted on July 10, 2016 by NaturalisticPaganism

This was not an angry protest. This was something gentler and more contemplative. I’m inclined to think we need more such actions. Will Scalise listen? Will he reflect? Time will tell. I’m not holding my breath, but the stakes are too high not to try everything in our power. Meanwhile, I call on our local “young faith leaders” to step up, add their voices, and stage similar actions.

Dear Pagans: Please Stop Abusing Science, by Lupa Greenwolf

Posted on July 7, 2016 by NaturalisticPaganism

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I have a deep spiritual path that gives me a structure for personal meaning and creating a place for myself in this world. But my work with totems does not overwrite my understanding of the physical animals, plants and other beings out there in the world. If anything, it is natural history that informs my deeper connection with the spirits I work with, because I know where they’re rooted.

Building a Land Shrine, by Anna Walther

Posted on July 4, 2016 by NaturalisticPaganism

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why build a land shrine?
Why build a land shrine? Because I felt called to, and because it makes me happy. The shrine is a place for me to pay respect to the land beneath my feet and the other beings with whom I share it. A place for me to express wonder and gratitude for the vast underground Edwards Aquifer that supplies my water, the rocky soil that grows some of my food and provides a foundation for my home, the humid air and searing sunlight that surround my body and sustain life. A specific place where I can continue meeting and growing relationship with other animals, plants, and minerals. A physical focus for observation, prayer, and offerings.

[Rotting Silver] “To Dionysos, After Reading Walt Whitman” by B. T. Newberg

Posted on June 27, 2016 by B. T. Newberg

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To be in any form, what is that?–he says, O Dionysos, what is that? The man, he writes In long, sensuous lines a song about himself, As if to praise a god who slips between his thumbs, Makes a circuit…