I’m trying not to panic, because panic never helps. I, personally, am cared for in my primary household. This is my secondary household, my family-of-heart, my lover Lon Sarver, his partner, and their son. And I can’t fix this for … Continue reading →
This song has been running through my head for weeks now, telling me to admit my bias. I may need to make a rule that I will not do divination on the question “Will I find love?” I admit, in … Continue reading →
So there’s this class I’d like to take. It would cost $90. It would help me improve on one of my most prominent clergy skills: Singing! I do a lot of singing in ritual contexts. I used to be the … Continue reading →
“Have you ever loved somebody so much it hurts?” “Every time.” –Ember–
PantheaCon went well, by and large. Never without incident, of course – there’s waaaaaay too many people there for that to ever be the case. But far more good than bad. Being me, and hypercritical, and moody in February, I … Continue reading →
Today is Sunday, 14 February 2016. It has been a year and a day since I was ordained a high priest and teacher of the Open Source Alexandrian Tradition of Wicca. These past three hundred sixty-six days have been a time of learning for me. I know: I’m a teacher of the tradition now. But, what is teacher who has nothing to learn?
My personal theology continues to evolve. For instance, I was never one to command my gods and spirits. Rather, I’d invite them, giving them the option to be present or not as they saw fit. Then my wife became critically ill on Samhain and I commanded Great President Buer, the Morrighan, YHVH/Jesus/the Holy Spirit, Antinoüs, and the Adversary to be present and do Anne’s will. As my understanding of my own take on theology evolved, I borrowed The Satanic Bible from the seminary library and read it. While I don’t know if it’s accurate to say I’m a Satanist, it is accurate to say I’m an adversarial theologian.
What do I have to teach that’s in any way new? How important is bringing new material to the tradition? Well, “adding to the body of work” is something I can do as a third-degree priest and I do feel as if I might have something to offer. But, that’s to my tradition in particular. When at an event such as PantheaCon, I don’t really know what I have to offer to such a diverse group. Add to the fact that there is still a huge backlash against trans and gender expansive persons at PantheaCon (and, no, it’s not just the Wiccans) and I have the tendency to listen more than I speak.
Perhaps it’s not quite my time yet. I rose from first-degree to second to third in the space of a year and day. In some traditions, one usually spends that amount of time at each first and second after spending a year and a day as a seeker. So, that would be three years and three days before one could become a third-degree. But, my coven elders thought I was ready for my elevations. I hope to show them that they were right and that I do deserve this. I mustn’t fear making mistakes.
Today is also the one-year anniversary of my marriage to Anne, my life partner and Ally+. As mentioned above, about eight-and-a-half months into our marriage, her kidneys shut down, her heart stopped, and she had a stroke. Her recovery has been nothing short of amazing. Just before the emergency room staff started CPR, I was asked about an advanced directive and what Anne’s end-of-life wishes were. That she’s here to celebrate our anniversary with me is a wonderful thing. And our life together thus far has informed my priesting. Yes, I’d been married before. But, simply being previously married to one person doesn’t mean one will be prepared to be married to another. Being involved with me has exposed Anne to cissexism (transphobia), though many of my trans peers will assert this is not possible. Yes, it is. When we are observed and harassed in public, the contempt is aimed at both of us. That isn’t easy for either of us.
But, we’re both witches. A few days ago, Anne got her second degree initiation, elevating her from duly consecrated priest and witch to high priest and magus. Our connections to each other and the wider world will keep us going.
Amen, and Blessed Be.
PREPARE ALL THE THINGS! WAAAAAAAAAAAUGH! That is all. –Ember–
Once again, I love my Mom. Today she sent me another announcement, to inform us of this important development in her religious tradition the California Local-Wight Pagan Society**: In this year of hoping for MORE WATER instead of more dry … Continue reading →
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Well, it looks like my first post went through okay, so here we are. Welcome to Tales of the Fox! My name is Kitsune (or Kit, if you like), and this little nest…
Frith is not just etiquette. It’s not about saying what people want to hear so they don’t get upset. It’s not about avoiding making too much noise. It’s not about keeping your head down and going along to get along. … Continue reading →