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“Our Gods Do Not Have Genitals!”

Reading what one can only call a Hellenismos salvation pamphlet a while back, I came across one of the more jar (sic)-dropping claims that I've seen in my 50 years in the pagan community:

Our gods do not have genitals!” Sic: italics, exclamation point, and all.

Of course, we can't assume that the writer is speaking for anyone besides him- or herself here. Still, on the face of it, this might seem a strange claim for a Hellene to make. Greece is famous for its naked gods, as a glance at pretty much any ancient art will show. Among the males, at least, virtually all have genitals, or at least did before Time and mobs of marauding monks got to them. So what's with the claim?

I presume that the writer is making a point here about the nature of the gods: that Their reality is spirit, not flesh, or some such philosophical mishegoss.

Well, the Genderedness of gods is surely among the Deeper Mysteries, and I won't go into it here. What does it mean to say “Goddess” or “God”? Is the gendered language that we use when speaking of the gods mere metaphor, or does it point to some richer, deeper reality?

As for me, I'm a witch of the Tribe of Witches, and as to whether or not gods have genitals, our response would be clear:

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Burning Away Bad Luck: A Change-Your-Life Spell

Perhaps you have been overwhelmed recently by the daily news, or a series of unfortunate events – problems with work, finances etc. –seemingly beyond your control. Do away with these burdens as quickly as possible. This spell requires paper, a black candle, a flat rock with a hollow in the center to set the candle into, a black ink pen, and a “cancellation” stamp, readily available at any stationary store. Anoint your candle with a drop of peppermint oil. Dress your altar with a peony blossom, the luckiest of the flower family.

The consummate time to release bad luck is immediately after the full moon. Write on a piece of parchment or stationary what you wish to be freed from; this is your “release request.” Write this same request onto the candle, as well. Ideally, this is scratched into the candle with the thorn of a rose you have grown yourself. Light the candle near an open window so the negative energy will leave your home. While the candle burns, intone:

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No We Can't

Some hatreds run deeper than others.

Can a little gay boy grow up to be president of the United States?

Apparently, the answer is no.


We've had our first African-American president. There's a possibility that we could be seeing our first Jew in the White House.

As for a woman, a plurality of Americans already have elected a female president, though—in an utterly shameful miscarriage of democracy—our vote was stolen from us by the Electoral College.

But can a gay guy get elected president of the United States, even one that's personable, smart, and charismatic? 

No, and we all know the real reason why not.


There was always something quixotic and kind of wistful about Pete Buttigieg's campaign for the presidency. I was never a supporter—I'm sorry, experience matters—but I have to admit that I was surprised at the strength of my own deep sense of personal loss—you could even call it grief—when I heard that he'd decided (and good on him for doing it) to leave the race.

Oh, I understand that there were other issues as well, but here's the sorry fact: The majority of Americans won't vote for a gay man to be president. 

Call it what you want to, but that's hatred.

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  • Jamie
    Jamie says #
    Mr. Posch, The MAGA folks laugh at our contempt for their boy, and mockingly say things like, "Orange Man Bad!" and "Trump Derang
  • Steven Posch
    Steven Posch says #
    I'd vote for Adolf Hitler if the Dems were to run him, but of course, they can't. The Republicans are already running him.
  • Jamie
    Jamie says #
    Mr. Posch, I'll vote for a ham sandwich in November, if it wins the Democratic presidential nomination. However, my wife is a hu
  • Anthony Gresham
    Anthony Gresham says #
    I think he might have enough name recognition now to bag the governorship of Indiana. A couple of terms as Governor and maybe one
  • Steven Posch
    Steven Posch says #
    Not gonna happen. The running mate is going to be a woman and/or an ethnic minority. Everybody knows that gay white men aren't a r

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Polishing the Pots

In the fifties, when I was a young mother with two small daughters, my friends and I often gathered in one another's kitchens for visits and chitchat. One day one of my friends looked at me, shook her head and said, "You are so brave, hanging your copper-bottomed pots for all to see without polishing them. Most women wouldn't dare." I smiled at her. "It doesn't seem important to polish them," I told her. "I'd rather play with my children or read to them."

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Celebration of Plenty: Morning Prosperity Meditation

True abundance comesfrom looking at what you have, rather than focusing on what you lack. This spell is of celebration that will begin each day with magic. Upon waking, take time to reflect on the good things in your life. After meditating upon the blessings in your life, say this spell aloud:

Today and every day,

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At the coven meeting last New Moon we were talking (among other things) about different ways to come out of the closet.

Well, there are ways and ways, including the Annunciation: “Mom, Dad, I'm....” The big problem with the Annunciation is that it's a set-up for confrontation.

As a storyteller I find that, increasingly, as I get older, my favorite way to come out is by Stealth.

“So, my boyfriend says to me....” “At the coven meeting the other night, we....”

I like the Stealth Method for a couple of reasons.

First, it's flattering. It says to the listener: I assume that you're intelligent enough to understand the implications of what I'm saying. The hearer may not like what she's hearing, but everyone likes to be presumed intelligent. It's hard to get upset when someone has just paid you a compliment.

Secondly, the Stealth method models behavior. It presents the assumption that what you're communicating is just another part of daily life and nothing to get terribly excited about: which has the advantage, as we know, of being both entirely true and entirely deceptive at the same time. (Ah, that Old Gray Magic.) After all, if the Craft and gay love (insofar as there's a difference between the two, anyway) aren't exciting, I don't know what is. After all these decades, I (at least) still find this to be so.

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Cleanliness is Next to Godliness: Bathroom Spirits & Traditions

I have a few shrines around my house: an ancestor shrine on the hearth mantel; a "winter shrine" in the corner of the kitchen for my home's land spirit; and a shrine in the window of my bathroom. This last one might seem like a strange location for a sacred place, but peoples around the world have understood that the places where we clean and care for our bodies are hallowed places, housing certain powers.


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