Naturalistic Paganism
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The Idea Behind PostPaganry, Part 1: Introduction, by Glen Gordon
Postpaganry is the moment when you are the most alive and aware of the world around you. Postpaganry is when that moment sweeps you away in to spontaneous ceremony and celebration of life within and all around you. Postpaganry is the place where you feel the most at home, where you connect to the natural living-world in deep and intimate ways. A Postpagan is someone who looks for the sacred everywhere they go. A Postpagan takes breath as sacrament. A Postpagan can be anybody at any time.
Read More[Rotting Silver] “Haiku Collection: Dogs” by B. T. Newberg
In the well-worn street A dog is barking, barking Barking at nothing In the marketplace Two dogs fighting for a bone Only one will eat
Read MoreThe Wheel of Evolution, by Eric Steinhart: Yule
At Yule, Pagan Naturalists picture a winter scene: the frozen ground lies bare under the dark sky of the longest night. This is the ground of being, underneath which lies the essential soil, the soil which contains the abstract roots of all things. At Yule, Pagan Naturalists reflect on these abstract roots.
Read More[Musings of a Pagan Mythicist] “A Life-Sustaining Way″ by Maggie Jay Lee
Practicing this earth-centered celebratory path helps me to realize on a deep emotional level that “we and the Earth are one”. This Earth is not a dead place but a living, life-giving being worthy of our mindful attention. It is in those moments when I succeed in slowing down, in attending to the present that I feel most alive, and this fills me with a sense of gratitude for the beauty contained in even the most mundane moments.
Read More[Starstuff, Contemplating] “Winter Solstice: Axial Tilt is the Reason for the Season” by Heather (& Jon) Cleland-Host
We have been able to watch the Solstice Sunrise every year since we met. Usually we watch it over a lake. Occasionally we have watched it over a field. One year we watched it from a hospital window because I was in preterm labor with my second child. Another year, it was too snowy to go anywhere, so we went to the nearby sledhill and at the exact moment of the Sunrise, we all launched ourselves down the hill, even Mommy, who does NOT sled. We had the whole hill to ourselves that morning and it was probably one of the most memorable Sunrises, whooshing down that hill.
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