Pagan Bloggers with Naturalistic Worldviews
In early August, many Pagans will celebrate Lammas or Lughnasadh. As I type these words, raspberries are ripening on canes, sweet peas rest in their pods, the first tomatoes are blushing, and bees are buzzing in the lavender. There is so much goodness in our gardens, orchards, and farms. Fasting is a time-tested, spiritual practice that can help Pagans to receive these summer gifts in health, joy, appreciation, and thanks.
Bart Everson, author of “Spinning in Place,” speaks at the Venue Fine Arts and Gifts on July 9, 2017. On July 7, Bart Everson spoke about eco-spiritual practices at The Venue in Bloomington. A longtime atheist, Everson emphasized the celebration…
Wherever you go, whatever you do, may this practice be as powerful for you as it is for me. In addition to all the details here, I’m interested to hear some of your stories.
Due to the seasonal lag, this is the hottest time of the year in many places in the Northern Hemisphere. Lammas thus celebrates the heat of the summer, and with it, productivity, safety, and the early harvest – as well as the returning darkness. Those in the Southern Hemisphere celebrate Imbolc at this time.
Many modern scholars think that Medusa petrified only men. 
Every now and then, something happens that acts as a sad reminder that there’s a minority of people who do not accept my religion, and want to go out of their way to see it crushed. And sometimes, they’ll resort to illegal actions to achieve this.
I agree that it would be nice if we Pagans were completely harmonious and accepting of each other – but by comparison with practically anyone else, we are doing really, really awesome, and no one has killed or even physically attacked anyone, as far as I know. 
(Winter Solstice/Yule for those in the Southern Hemisphere) Happy Summer Solstice! Sun goddesses/gods are very common across cultures, and Solarcentre published this poster of some of the main ones just in time for the Solstice. Celebrations The ways that many…
After the stinger was removed and the wound cleaned, they applied a thick coat of honey to help bring the swelling down (a cruel irony), and I began to hate bees. But little did I know how essential bees are to our heritage, our history, and our planet.
These spiritual experiences are an astounding gift that can be powerful fuel for our actions – motivating us when other lights have gone out. How could I receive that gift, and not want to use it responsibly, to help empower me to make a better world? 