Why I call myself a Pagan

… are we surprised I’m here commenting tho really… I arrived the second I saw the title because I’m a big ol’ heathen.

You’re right though, Paganism doesn’t need anything. It is everything. And there in lies the difference.

A Druid friend of mine says he came to Druidry because if you ask 200 Druids about one thing they will all have different answers depending on their experience. And that’s how he knew it was the right for him. There is no doctrine… there is only knowing.

Thank you for this one. I dig it with all my little moss covered heart.

-M

Moss-Covered Heart would be a great title for a poem! Thank you for your typically great commentary, Missy, your story about your Druid friend was really enlightening for me.

Nature creates the most beautiful places of worship, Jack.  I hope one day there will be no label for a belief except life itself. xo

pertinent and precisely put..let  our hearts be the true compass of our moral beliefs..
i have always felt deeply that our truest religion is the one that we can distill individually through the sieves of our accumulated altruistic experiences and actions without much greed and conceit.
gnothi seauton :)

That’s a thoughtful way of putting the subject of this poem, thank you.

My most powerful spiritual experiences all happened while I was in wild places, among nature, in woods, even in more desolate places such as deserts and sandy stretches. I never had a single one in any church or temple made by the hands of human beings though... I used to ask my parents: "If a church is God's house, why do I not see Him there?" and not only could I not see the divine in church, but I could not feel the presence of it there either. But then I became a Pagan and I discovered in nature what I could never find in halls made of stone or wood. I discovered the Goddess, even as the Goddess discovered me, and I learned of the divinity within myself as well. There is so much that mainstream religion holds people back from! And so much that gets liberated when we spiritually awaken to the more mystical side of things. There were two guides who awakened me, and yet I was always awake and merely needed to discover this about myself! This poem you have written is like a celebration of that moment when a Pagan realizes that there is a whole world to which they have awakened to, and beyond that a universe of magic and wonder. And even more beyond that! Even words hold mystical power, to inspire and enthrall one with their beauty and their truth. Such is the way with this amazing poem! Thank you for sharing it here... I consider it one of my favorites on the site. :)

Thank you for your kind and thoughtful words, Kou. x

It was my pleasure! Your poem was absolutely wonderful and magical. :)