The Way of the Heretic
Spiritual Anarchy for the Modern Mystic
Labels are great. As long as you don’t get too attached to them.
For a very long time, I identified as a pagan. And then, for a few years, I identified as a Christian before returning to identifying as a pagan.
Lately, I’ve been playing with labels again.
Pagan, you see, is a convenient umbrella, but more and more, it’s an umbrella that doesn’t have room for the totality of my spiritual practice.
I’m a witch, but I have a relationship with Jesus. And not in the Christian sense. He’s not my Lord and Savior. He’s a Guide. And He has a thing with my Goddess, Paradox. A personal Goddess who is both ancient and new. They did a tango in my heart once. It was cool.
Not literally of course, but mystically. I go into the zone, get filled with feeling, then translate that feeling into words, with a very clear physically felt feedback system that tells me when I’m on the right track. Right being entirely subjective and based on where it is I want to be heading in my life.
In addition to Jesus and Paradox, there are three other Goddesses with whom I have a devotional relationship. They are Juno, the Roman mother Goddess, Circe, the Greek hermit sorceress, and Holle, a Germanic sky goddess.
