• I decided the only way to overcome this was to do what I’ve always done with things that scare me: Dive right into the centre of the fear, smother myself in it, understand it, control it, beat it and then enjoy it. Alan Cumming

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  • Just a quick note
    I’ve updated my bio page with a link to Les Cabinets Des Polytheistes, where my story “Spine of the World” is published (and in which people can play Spot The Netjer if they are so inclined), and my less-specific webspace Suns in Her Branches, which is broader than this space (which is specifically for reconstructionist-derived […]
  • Opet article is up
    And can be read here.Filed under: Patheos Links
  • Opet is coming ’round again
    And the Emboatening Crew is once more celebrating by making Kiva loans. You’re all welcome to join us. (My monthly column in Patheos Pagan is about Opet and charitable works, and will be going up tomorrow assuming nothing goes wrong.)Filed under: Festivals, Uncategorized
  • The Art of Being A God
    It’s interesting having one foot in reconstructionist religion and one foot in religious witchcraft, for a lot of reasons. One of the things that I’ve been thinking about lately is the shape of how the gods appear within the context […]
  • Mythopoeia
    Continuing with rambling on the topic of my exploration of pagan movement history, another critical concept: mythopoeia. The word means, literally, “myth-making”, and it is one of the near inescapable traits of at least the origin points of pagan religions. […]
  • Hills of the Horizon: The Past is Another Country
    The problem with extrapolation from history is that nothing is testable. The evolution of a religion over time is not a predictable and easily comprehensible thing, where we can look at a point in time and say, "It was like this then, so it would be like that now." The process of deciding what needs […]

You Came From Somewhere

The fact that you came from somewhere matters.

That somewhere is a place: you were born in a particular location, you have ties there in your roots, to the reason that that is the place where you first drew breath.

That somewhere is a place: you grew up in a particular location, or a chain of particular locations, you have ties there in your roots, and different places have left their mark and shaped who you are.

That somewhere may be a place: the place you form connection with, the place you live or wish to live, the place where things fit you and the world is the right shape.

That somewhere may be a place: a place your ancestors lived, its ways shaped and carved into your family line in ways that may be invisible, in ways that you may not even consciously know.

That somewhere may be people: the ones who brought you into the world, or the ones who raised you, or the ones who have influenced you, all of these people are part of who you have become, for better or for worse.

That somewhere may be events: scars left upon you, or upon your parents and other elders, or their parents and elders, that shape your world, that can be passed on, that cry out for healing.

That somewhere may be choices: that you made, that others made that bent you, that define your world.

All of these are part of where you come from, and how you formed the shape of who you are. The wonderful and terrible, both.