Reality Wicca:

There's some dumbass reality show on my TV right now with a Wiccan on it. A Wiccan who doesn't know the difference between a pentagram and a pentacle.

One of the other crusty twats on this show is paranoid that she hexed her, and she's trying to explain that she doesn't believe in that type of Witchcraft.

I have people ask me a lot whether or not I've hexed them and 99% of the time, I haven't because they're not worth the effort, but I never tell then that. I never come right out and tell them that I've hexed them, but I will allude to it.

People tend to be their own worst enemies and I'm not above taking advantage of their paranoia.

If I actually hex someone, I don't tell them about it. I will adamantly deny hexing them if they ask. I never threaten someone with a hex, unless I have zero intention of hexing them, in which case I'll just mumble some vague mumbojumbo at them in order to exploit their fears.

I've had a lot of people tell me that they were going to hex me, or bind me, and I never bother to retaliate against them. I don't have to.

What people don't seem to understand is that this mortal shell of mine is not mine alone. My mind, body and soul are the playground of a Higher Power who's very territorial when it comes to my suffering.

Pain is my homage to her and my flesh is her altar.

If someone is dumb enough to trespass on her property and blaspheme against her temple, then they do so at their own peril.

This isn't about protection. Or keeping me safe. I'm not so arrogant to think that my Lady is some type of guardian angel.

No, she just hates to share her toys.

Eclectic:

Eclectic has always been a favorite word of mine, yet I do not identify as an Eclectic Pagan.

Yes, I do believe in the existence of all of the Gods of every religion past, present and future. I don't even really question the existence of Xenu, I just think his cult is weird.

But, I do not practice the beliefs of other religions as part of my own. I will show respect to other religions and their practices, but it is completely separate from my own belief system.

To me, an Eclectic Pagan is one whose spiritual/religious beliefs are a blend of the beliefs of other religions.

I don't celebrate the typical Solstices and so forth that a lot of Neo-Pagans do. I have always honored Halloween, because of the energy generated on that day. I also feel a similar sensation during Christmas, but for me, all of the winter months/weeks/days are equally sacred. I honor the entirety of Winter.

I hold Valentines day equally sacred as the first of May for the same reasons I do Halloween.....the energy. When enough people give off a certain vibe, it changes the entire atmosphere, and I am sensitive to those changes.

My "holy days" revolve around the Moon.

I believe that the universe was created by Chaos, and so I worship that as well as the Darkness, as it was she who called me.

There is no real name for what type of Pagan I am, because my entire religion is based around visions and Dreams.

Basically my faith has no title because I haven't been given one yet.

I might be eccentric, insane and delusional even, but I am not eclectic. At least not so far as my religion goes.

Black Moon:

Are you ready to get your Moon on?

First Snowfall of the Year:

I just collected a bottle of snow for future ritual use.

Yes, I know it will eventually melt and turn into "water", but winter is sacred to me. I don't typically observe the Winter Solstice, because I worshiped the whole of Winter long before I had ever heard of it. From the ending of the Autumn months, until the first days of Spring, I am both enchanted and enthralled with Winter, and as such, snow holds a particularly special meaning to both me and my spiritual path. Every snowfall, made even more precious to me given that they occur so seldom here, I save and freeze a single snowball, which I later offer up as a sacrifice.

Water made from snow is as important to me as Holy Water would be to a Catholic. I use it for anointing, and will even drink small sips of it for purification rituals. 

 

This is something I have always done, consuming snow in some way or another for either empowerment or purification. It's just another one of those things I've always believed. And like a good portion of the parts of my practice which are based around instinct, or my own personal belief, it has always seemed to do the trick.

But then, that could simply be due to the fact that I believe it.

I also, in the rare event that enough snow can be found, make snow Poppets, for either beneficial or malefic reasons.

Snowmen make for some awesome mediums when it comes to blessings and/or hexing.

Belief & Doubts:

One thing that anti-Theists seem obsessed with is that Theists are ignorant, superstitious fools who blindly follow an unproven faith based off the works of people who died thousands of years ago.

For one thing, my religion is based off what I have seen within my own mind. There are no books to follow, only glimpses and visions, which I'm quite sure would be dismissed as nothing more than delusions by those who do not believe in such things.....Hell, even other Theists tend to think my beliefs are nuts.

As for blind acceptance.....I have refused to do things which were requested of me. I serve the Primordial Darkness, and while there is much beauty to be found within my faith and within the Darkness itself, there is also a great deal of things which are not quite so pleasant.

My Lady also rules over Flesh and all things which lay in-between. She is the Darkness, but is a sorta Proto-Goddess over the other two. One of many.

The path of the Flesh views all acts of the flesh as sacred. It was during my years when I was a novice traveling this path when I had a type of spiritual break-down.

There were some truths revealed to me which I could not accept or handle at the time. I was beyond horrified, I was in despair. For a time I turned my back on my faith.


That was about 8 years ago. Shortly after my crisis of faith, some events happened in my life which made me realize that while I might turn my back on my Lady, she is still there, and gave me comfort when I needed it the most.

Oh, she is amused by my pain, whether it is physical or mental, but she also loves me for it and that is something I am able to take comfort in.

I have never really been able to accept what turned me away in the first place, but I understand it, and that is all which is required of me. 

So no, Theists don't always close their minds to everything unpleasent in their faith, nor do we always blindly follow it. We question, and doubt, and fear just like anyone else.

The only difference is that in the end, we are able to live with those questions and still trust in the belief of higher powers.

That doesn't make us stupid, or inferior.

We are simply believers in something far greater than our own mortal shells.

Trespassers:

Someone with a familiar energy signature came to visit me within The Dreaming last night.

They kept asking for my name. Not the name my parents gave to me upon my birth, but my true name, and I could not give it to them because I could not remember what it was. 

Within the Twilight of The Dreaming, this me, any part of me which is human, does not exist. There are flashes of it, and memories, but this body and mind are nothing more than a chrysalis. Within The Dreaming, I have moved beyond that.

I do not fear trespassers. If you wish to venture inside of my head, then please, you are more than welcome.

Just don't come crying to me afterwards. If you wish to commune with the abyss, then be prepared for the consequences.