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.
E-Ritual Is Like Phone Sex
Beltane's coming up in less than a Moon, and all over Pagandom, folks are gearing up for the big May Eve Zoom-ritual.
Sigh.
(One wonders what the effect on this year's harvest will be. Hopefully, enough couples will manage to make it out to—socially-distanced—fields that the crops won't be too adversely affected.)
The pagan world is a place of gradation. Skyclad ritual is better than robed ritual. (So say some.) Robed ritual is better than ritual in street clothes. Ritual in street clothes is better than no ritual at all.
To hold a ritual is better than not to hold one. For the most part, collective ritual is preferable to solo.
Is group e-ritual, then, better than solo real-world ritual?
Um: Reply hazy; try again later.
Oh well. We haven't survived for 150,000 years by being inflexible. For now, we'll set up our e-rituals and be glad to have them.
Still, e-ritual is like phone sex. Yes, it's better than nothing. You may have a good time, and maybe even an orgasm. But really, in the end, it's just like the old song says: and thank you, Aretha, for putting it so sweetly.
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby.
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