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A round up of Pagan Perspectives on current news and historical events. You will also find columns related to personal experiences and how they relate back to the spirituality of the author.
Note: We welcome submissions for our Perspectives section. Please send inquiries or completed pieces to eric@wildhunt.org
Across the globe, the power of the sun dances upon the magnetic field of the earth below, as the veils between the worlds grow thin. In the north, the hidden powers of life and nature rise into lusty fullness, while in the south a stark contrast, as the dread gate of death stands solemnly open.
Halo Quin offers advice for Witches and Pagans with ADHD and for ritual leaders to make their rituals welcoming to neurodivergent practitioners. “My neurodivergent brain has some great magical strengths! But it definitely comes with challenges – like when someone was leading a beautiful pathworking to the realm of the moon and I got distracted and forgot where I was supposed to be – which wouldn’t have been so bad, if the person leading it had been anyone but me.”
In springtide full of violence and discontent, Erick DuPree offers a meditation on Starhawk’s tale of the Star Goddess and her invocation of universal, echoing love.
I know I’m in a tiny minority, but – as a practitioner of a tiny minority religion – I’m used to caring about things that are way outside the mainstream of our cultural discourse. And I wonder what we practitioners can offer during this cultural moment in which the majority of us are passively experiencing a major paradigm shift, in which most of us are just unquestioningly along for the ride.
Over the last few months, I have been exploring definitions of what makes a hard winter. How do I define that experience? Sometimes I stayed awake at night, turning thoughts in my head, worrying at this topic like a child poking a loose tooth with her tongue.
We observed the holiday as many do today: by celebrating all things Irish. As far back as I can remember we marked the day with the wearing of green (so as to avoid getting pinched!), eating corned beef and cabbage, and (for the adults) drinking copious amounts of beer. We might even go to McDonald’s and get one of the Shamrock Shakes. (Disgusting, but we still wanted them.)
