Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth
In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
What Cicero Said, or: On Keeping the Sol in Solstice
On a whim the other day, I did an image search for “Yule ornaments.” What I found dismayed me.
Or rather, what I didn't find dismayed me.
Pentagrams, runes, Thor's hammers, witches on brooms: pagan schmuckerei for pretty much every taste and tradition.
Out of the first two screens, maybe 150 images in all, I found one Sun.
One.
For a moment, I felt a sense of vertigo, as if I were falling: a giddy kind of kinship with the “Keep Christ in Christmas” folks.
Solstice is relationship: Earth, Sun, Us.
Folks, if our paganism doesn't reconnect (religare, says Cicero) us with the rest of What Is—what cowans call “Nature”—then really, what good is it?
Really, what good is it at all?
For John Halstead
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