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A letter to my family

Dear Family,

I know you read this site, probably not regularly, but often enough to see this. So I’m writing this letter to you all to inform you of some things.

Originally posted 2011-01-04 17:03:51. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

Hola Drama

Oh my goddess….

Norm is back. It’s one of those situations that is just too stupid for words.

As many may know, I’m a regular (and one of the admins) at Obsidian’s Mirror Forum. In the past we have had problems with Norm Vogel (and if you want to find his site, do a Google Search, I’m not giving him free publicity). Mainly because he’s got chronic and terminal Fluffyitis. I have done an expose’ on his site a while back (which is available here) and he had a fit. I have no clue why, probably because I tended to say that his site was spreading disinformation.

Sad thing is that most of the current crop of Wiccans and witches would agree that his site stinks. Now mind you, I did not say that his entire site stinks, just one page. It’s an important distinction that apprently “Mr.” Norm does not see.

Well, he has a cronie, by the name of “Dragon Goddess”. (Once again, do a Google Search) She is one of those brainless people who don’t critically evaluate information they read, she simply regurgitates whatever she’s fed, without thinking it through. It’s sad really.

I am a Priest (poetry)

I am a Priest
It is up to me to present the Gods
to those who may not know Them.
I speak for the Gods
to others and share Their words
to those who cannot hear.

I am a Priest.
It is up to me to represent
my Gods in the best manner I can.
I speak with Their authority
I move through my life
and I am Them on this Earth.

I am a Priest.
I have no excuses
when my Gods ask me where I went wrong.
I cannot say “I did not know,
“I did not hear, and I cut a corner.”
I should know better than that.

I am a Priest.
I have a connection to the Gods
that others may not have.
I can hear Them and They comfort me
when I despair and when I hurt
I am embraced in Their arms.

I am a Priest.
More than anyone else,
I have to have a Personal relationship
with my Gods. They are part of my
waking, my sleeping, my breathing
and I can never forget They are with me.

Resume

Well, just got an email from a lady who wanted some very specific information from me, so that she could judge the “correctness” of the Journal by what I had to say. She wanted, in effect, my Pagan Resume’.

So, I’m going to do something that I rarely do and that is talk about myself. BUT, I’m also going to put it behind a “cut” so that it’s not super-public where any idiot with an RSS reader can see it, they actually have to click on a link to get this information.

So, if you are using an aggregator like Thunderbird, click on the link to this post and read it in full if that is what you want to do. If you found this page through the actual blog, then you will have to click on the “more” link below to see the rest of it.

Okay, first off I have to say that this information in here is very personal. The other thing I have to say is that most of this is covered in other places around this site. Next it’s going to sound like I’m name dropping, but I’m really not. Last, believe me, don’t believe me, it’s entirely up to you.

The Candle Theory

Well, all the chronic pain and chronic energy sufferers like those with Lupus and Fibromyalgia have the Spoon Theory, and it’s a wonderful resource for explaining things to those who don’t know what is entailed in a chronic debilitating disease.

I’ve thought about it, and I realized that Introverts have something similar, and it’s important too.

The Introvert’s Candle Theory

Think about a candle. You put it out and light the wick, it burns away and then you have no more candle. That’s the way socializing works for an introvert.

You have only a finite amount of time for the social aspects to be lit, and once it’s gone, that’s it. The introvert will get nervous and anxious and antsy until they have another candle to burn. And it depends entirely on the type of candle the Introvert has that determines just how long that candle will burn. A tea light is only a couple hours, a birthday candle can only be a few minutes, while an emergency candle may last up to 72 hours. You can put the candle out and leave it extinguished for a time, light it back and have the rest of the time to socialize.

Persecution

I was thinking about a snark I did yesterday on Persecution, then a friend posted about persecution on her LJ and it got me thinking:

Pagans really don’t have a candle to hold to anyone on the persecution scale.

I heard this piece coming into work this morning on NPR:
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=6349532

One of the things that struck me is that the fighting between the Suni and Sheite groups is causing diversified communities to be one or the other. Steve Inskeep, the comentator on that piece said “in some communities, the clensing….is complete.” Meaning that one sect KILLED OFF the entirety of the other sect, or forced them out.

Part of the process is to grab people off the street, call their homes and ask relatives to confirm that their loved one is Suni or Sheite. It’s a crap shoot as to whether or not they get home at that point.

Consider this for a moment. You as a pagan are sitting in your house. You get a call. On the other end of the phone you hear a voice you don’t recognize who tells you they are with the “Freedom Feris” and they have your loved one. They then demand that you confirm that your loved one is Black Forest Tradition. You know that if you say the wrong thing, then you are never going to see that loved one again, until you identify the body. What do you say?

A "Real" Post

Conventional wisdom says that it’s impossible to write down the “real” experiences one has in the Circle. Basically I think this is a cop out.

It is possible to write it down, but the problem faced by those authors is that to write these kinds of things down makes it look as if the author is delusional or just making it all up.

So, in the interest of sharing this all with you and proving that it’s possible to write those kinds of experiences down, I’m going to do so in this blog. Take it on faith that this actually happened and that it was a life changing experience for me.

It started off normally enough, I sat down to meditate. I had been doing so for as long as I could remember, but I never really had anything happen during that state. Oh, there were some dreams, there was one time that I thought Satan had asked me to become his minion. But those are passed off easily enough.

So I wasn’t really expecting anything.

Name Change, for everything.

Astute readers of my Journal will have already noticed that the name has changed.  That’s what should be.  But let me tell you why.

As you may have read in earlier entries, I’m transitioning from Male to Female.  Well, in recent months I’ve made some major strides forward in that regard, namely I’ve come out to everyone I know that I’m transitioning, and I’ve legally changed my name from my male moniker to a more female name.

With this change came a LOT of soul searching, a lot of meditation and a lot of discussion with the Gods.  Finally after a long time, we all determined that I am Their daughter just as much as I was Their son.  I am Their Priestess and still Their Priest.

Confusing?  You bet you.  About as confusing as being female, dressing as female, being called “She” and “Her” and “Miss” and still being called “Dad” by my daughter.  But that’s okay, things take time, and I’m only partway through the hormone treatment.

So, with the new name, new gender and the acknowledgment of the world at large, I rededicated myself one morning near Samhain.  I abandoned the name Daven and took the name Erin to be my magickal working name.

Okay, this is just stupid.

Okay, this was sent to me by my lady. If this is taken to where it could be, by logic, sharing a link to ANY website with anyone could be seen as copyright infringement. Seriously. If they can interpret it so that a video link is infringement, then you linking to my website’s article is too. Do that, and the Internet STOPS.

Go read, please.

Friends —

Ever sent someone a link to a copyrighted YouTube video? Of course — everybody has. And now the US Government seems to think that means it can put us in prison.

Bryan McCarthy ran a website, channelsurfing.net, that linked to various websites where you could watch online streams of TV shows and sports networks. A couple months ago, the government seized his domain name and on Friday they _arrested him_ for criminal copyright infringement.

But the government doesn’t even allege he made a copy of anything! Just that his site _linked_ to various sites with copyrighted material. Under that sort of thinking, everyone who’s sent around a link to a copyrighted YouTube video is a criminal.

You can fight back by clicking here:

http://act.demandprogress.org/sign/channelsurfing/?referring_akid=a1223750.407371.pi-3JR&source=auto-taf

Do me a favor

If you hate me, if you want to see me dead, if you think I should cover myself in flamable gel and set myself on fire and die in an inferno, AT LEAST HAVE THE FUCKING COURTESY TO SIGN YOUR NAME SO I KNOW WHO TO NOT CARE ABOUT. Don’t send me something anonymous and then act like you have the higher moral ground.