Luna's Crone
When I was 8 years old, I stopped believing God. First adults lied through their teeth at you; Santa Claus, Easter Bunny, The Great Pumpking (just kidding about the great pumpkin, although that would have been a good one), Tooth Fairy. We where poor and still told about the tooth fairy, put the teeth under the pillow. Sometimes it was still there, sometimes gone, but no penny or nickle.
One night, I was lying out in the old (really old 1600's to 1900's) french cemetary, looking at the stars. Now I knew the planets and I knew there where no planets call Purgatory or limbo out there. There couldn't be a heaven in the sky, or hell under the ground because I knew planetary science at least has it was known to be in the early 60's. Telescopes, no heaven. Mines, no hell, other than the mines themselves.
So therefore I became an atheist, no don't think so. I loved the country and the earth, trees and rocks, and the moon. I just loved the moon. So was I a pagan? Guess so. What else could it be. Even though I didn't believe in fairies or the wee folk. Gods and Goddesses where Folklore and I loved those stories.
Then a few years ago, I came across the word Pantheism and my whole life, yes life, not soul/spirituality, but life changed. I knew what I was in my heart FINALLY! And I knew alot of educated people felt the way that I did at least to some extent. HURRAY?
I was still on my own, but who cared, it still put me in with a tribe/group that some how made ME legit.
One night, I was lying out in the old (really old 1600's to 1900's) french cemetary, looking at the stars. Now I knew the planets and I knew there where no planets call Purgatory or limbo out there. There couldn't be a heaven in the sky, or hell under the ground because I knew planetary science at least has it was known to be in the early 60's. Telescopes, no heaven. Mines, no hell, other than the mines themselves.
So therefore I became an atheist, no don't think so. I loved the country and the earth, trees and rocks, and the moon. I just loved the moon. So was I a pagan? Guess so. What else could it be. Even though I didn't believe in fairies or the wee folk. Gods and Goddesses where Folklore and I loved those stories.
Then a few years ago, I came across the word Pantheism and my whole life, yes life, not soul/spirituality, but life changed. I knew what I was in my heart FINALLY! And I knew alot of educated people felt the way that I did at least to some extent. HURRAY?
I was still on my own, but who cared, it still put me in with a tribe/group that some how made ME legit.