Musings on the Undeserving Bad Rap Lust Gets

Recently, one of the Facebook groups I belong to has been having a discussion about the relationship between religion and homosexuality.  The person who started the discussion, a gay man, expressed his struggles with the fact that his own faith teaches very negative views of same-sex relationships and gay people in general. He wanted to know how others dealt with that struggle.

In the myriad of wonderful answers he received, one person pointed out that one of the reason certain religions see homosexuality as bad is because they assume it’s just all about lust. It’s an astute observation and one I’ve made elsewhere myself. Same-sex relationships often involve much more than just hopping in bed and slating our sexual needs and desires. There’s other forms of intimacy and mutual support that many of us find with our partners, and it’s insulting and harmful to erase that.

But at some point, we also need to acknowledge and defend the fact that lust itself ain’t so bad either. In fact it’s a natural and good thing.

As I gathered my thoughts to write this post, I decided to look online for a definition of the word lust. It seemed to me that the definitions were split almost evenly between defining lust as merely (possibly strong or intense) desire (often for sex) and defining lust as going beyond simple desire into the “excessive,” “overmastering,” and even “lecherous” or “illicit.”

What’s interesting to me is the one definition — which clearly falls into the first camp — is marked as “obsolete.”  I find that interesting when I look at the blurb about the origins of the word:

before 900; Middle English luste, Old English lust; cognate with Dutch, German lust pleasure, desire; akin to Old Norse lyst desire; see list4

Note that none of the earlier cognates mentions excessiveness, loss of control, or lechery. These two things together make it clear that the idea of lust being excessive or negative in some way was an association people made later.

The thing is, I get the impression a lot of people still use “lust” to really refer to all sexual desire while simultaneously holding onto that added negative connotation. As if there’s no such thing as good sexual desire.

Now, I can already hear people objecting to that in my mind. They’ll say that of course they believe there’s such a good thing as sexual desire. They’re not prudes, after all. They even have examples of what they consider good sexual desire.  Chances are, those examples involved married couples and/or other long-term relationships.  The message there? Sure sexual desire is good, but only when redeemed or moderated by romantic love.

I don’t buy that at all. I think it’s possible for some people to explore their feelings of sexual desire with other people in a healthy and responsible way without romantic love or a long-term relationship involved. It just takes mutual respect and a commitment to make sure that everyone involved has a positive, fulfilling experience.  That requires neither a romantic attachment nor a long term commitment.

I’m not sure we can ever reclaim the word “lust” as a positive thing. I’m not sure we should even try. However, I do think that we need to think about what we’re communicating — even subtly or unconsciously — to others and ourselves when we start talking about “lust.” Are we really just talking about the abusive and exploitative ways in which some people might satisfy their own desires? Or are we vilifying sexual desires in general and healthy ways others explore those desires that we don’t approve of?

I also have a book recommendation that I feel both covers this topic and related ones in an intelligent and insightful way. And in far more depth and detail than I managed here.

Musings on “All the Magics”

The other day I got thinking about the Myth of the Goddess as published in Gerald Gardner’s books, Witchcraft Today and the Meaning of Witchcraft.  I’m not an initiate of Gardnerian Wicca nor any of the traditions related to it. In fact, I prefer to call myself a Vanic witch in recognition of my close ties to Freyja and the fact that much of my spiritual and magical practice revolves around her. And yet, I love and identify with this particular piece of Gardner’s writing.  I think because while it is from another tradition, it resonates very well with my own path and spiritual views.

The part that I’ve really been focusing on and want to write about is the end of the myth, after the Goddess’s encounter with Death is complete and things have moved from narration to discourse:

For there are three great events in the life of man; Love, Death, and Resurrection in a new body; and Magic controls them all. For to fulfill love you must return again at the same time and place as the loved one, and you must remember and love them again. But to be reborn you must die, and be ready for a new body; and to die you must be born; and without love you may not be born. And these be all the Magics.

That closing sentence has always spoken to something deep in mind to me.  Birth, love, death, and rebirth. These things form a cycle which is governed by and defines all magic. To me this is an incredibly profound statement which I feel like I don’t fully understand and probably wouldn’t have to words to explain it if I did.

The paragraph reminds me of how I previously wrote about the fact that I serve a goddess who is life-affirming. But whereas I spent that post talking about celebrating life, reading the quoted paragraph makes me think about how devotion to Freyja is also about maintaining the cycles of life. We do that by living our lives and working our magic, remembering that those two things aren’t as separate as some people may think.  After all, to a witch, every act of will is an act of magic. So living life continues it on.

In the cycle described in the paragraph, love is also mentioned. The obvious face-value reading of the text suggests that it is primarily talking about romantic and sexual love.  But I don’t think that is a deep enough reading.  Other forms of love and relationships are also important to the continuance and abundance of life. No man is an island and neither is a couple.  Friends, family, mentors, helpers, and many other people in various roles are need in order for one to have a truly prosperous life. So we celebrate and work out our wills to strengthen our relationships with others in our communities.  Indeed, it’s how we build communities in the first place. Our communities themselves have lives, and we are a part of those greater organisms and its lifeblood.

I feel like there’s more there, but I can’t quite put my finger on it tonight.  Maybe another time.  In the meantime, may your life be blessed and a blessing to those who share it with you.

 

Sharing Your Beliefs vs. Selling a Religious Product

Last week, I had a chance to discuss my beliefs with a coworker, who I will call Nick for this post.  I don’t think it lasted more than five minutes, but I feel there was a lot I told Nick in those five minutes.  Enough information at I worried I was overwhelming him with more than he really wanted to know.

I won’t get into a lengthy backstory about how the conversation came up. I’ll just note that we were discussing a different topic and I made him ask me if I had any religious beliefs. I said, “Yeah, I’m actually a witch.”  He asked me to clarify what that meant and over a period of five minutes I told him about my personal affinity for the Norse deities, what I perceived as the subtle differences and relationship between the terms Wiccan, witch, and Pagan, and a brief bit about my beliefs surrounding magic.  Eventually, the conversation was over and we both fell silent as we continued doing our jobs.

I was instantly reminded of this experience later in the week when Libby Anne posted a link to an article about evangelical Christians looking for ways to “share the gospel.” The article talked about how evangelicals weren’t doing it enough (as determined by the author of the article, I guess) and often struggled with it.  Given how easily I just discussed my beliefs with a coworker mere days before, I found this somewhat amusing. I considered why it was so much easier for me, and I wanted to share my thoughts on the matter with my readers.

I was only interested in sharing what I believed.

Nick asked me a question about a topic that is important to me and that I’m passionate about, and I told him about it.  But in the end, I was just sharing information with him about what I believe.  I had neither the desire nor the need to get Nick to strip down1 and declare his devotion to Freyja. I wasn’t out to convince him that lighting certain candles would somehow shape what happened in the future. All I expected him to do is listen to the answers I gave him like any polite person who asked any question.

To most evangelical Christians (and to me, back when I was counted among their number), “sharing the gospel” is not about usually just about telling other people what they believe. It’s usually about trying to convince people that they should believe the same thing they do. It’s about getting them to say the sinner’s prayer, accepting Jesus as their personal savior (which means convincing people they need a personal savior in the first place), and so on. At best, that turns into a sales pitch, and most of us don’t like sales pitches. At worst, it can turn into an argument. Is it any wonder evangelical Christians find it so hard to keep doing that?

I followed Nick’s lead.

If Nick hadn’t asked me that first question, the whole conversation never would have happened.  And the conversation ended when I answered his last question.  Actually, there were several pauses in the conversation.  I would finish answering a question and I would look back down at my work computer to continue editing my document that was under peer review.  Several second later, Nick would ask another question and I’d look up to give him an answer. I can get passionate about my beliefs and spiritual practices and I wanted to take care that I didn’t turn into a boor that started spouting things Nick wasn’t interested in hearing.

In my experience, evangelical Christians tend to try to control the conversation when they share the gospel.  There’s a definite point B they want to get to and they will often plow right on through, trying to get there.  They’ll have some sort of prepared script (such as the Romans Road or, especially when dealing with younger children, the Wordless Book) they plan to work through.

Perhaps they have one or two standard opening lines, like “Oh I see you have a tattoo, tell me about it.”  And then they try to figure out how to use your answer as a segue into their sales pitch.  As Libby Anne pointed out, that sort of approach often comes across as insincere and manipulative (because, let’s be honest, it is both of those things).  At any rate, this sort of “sharing” isn’t about “sharing” anymore.  It’s about making a sale and acting completely like a salesman to do it. I don’t know of anyone who actually enjoys conversations with door-to-door salesmen or telemarketers, unless they just enjoy messing with them.

Nick and I have a working relationship and casual friendship.

Nick and I have been working on the same project for over a year now. We’ve had ample opportunities to work together to solve problems and help each other with our work-related tasks.  We have a great deal of respect for each other.

During that year, we’ve also spent a lot of time talking about various things.  We’ve each talked about our day-to-day lives, our relationships, and our interests.  We’ve even shared a bit of our personal histories with each other.  All of this added up to an organic relationship which allowed Nick to ask me about my beliefs.  I didn’t have to look for an opportunity to bring them up myself.  I didn’t have to figure out a way to steer the conversation where I wanted it to go.  (Again, I just followed Nick’s lead the entire way.)

Many – and I would even daresay most – evangelical Christians live rather insular lives.  They don’t know many people outside of their own families and their church circles.  Regarding those few people outside those circles, they don’t really take time to get to know or build mutually fulfilling friendships or acquaintanceships. So there’s no way for discussions about beliefs to come up naturally.

If an evangelical Christian does decide to make friends outside of their family and church circles, it’s often explicitly for the purpose of “sharing the gospel.” To be blunt, that usually taints the whole endeavor. Instead of looking for common ground, common interests, and learning about the other person, it usually becomes all about talking just enough to find that “hook” that will get the conversation to the “sales pitch.” No one wants to be a “project” or part of a “target market.”

Not many people have a lot of exposure to or experience with my beliefs or those who follow it.

Nick didn’t know much about witchcraft, let alone the particulars of how I practice it.  He knew one other coworker that identifies as Pagan, and he had had a few conversations with that coworker. Those experiences shaped some of the questions he asked me.  His limited knowledge also inspired an open curiosity to learn more, which I was happy to oblige while (again) not overwhelming him or turning into a bore. This created a large space in which our conversation could occur.

Despite many of them insisting that we live in a “Christian nation” many evangelical Christians seem to believe that the rest of us have never heard about what they believe.  Or they assume that we heard wrong or misunderstand what they believe. I personally find this belief amusing. I suspect it would be difficult to live in this country and never once hear about the belief that Jesus is God’s son, that he is (or wants to be) the savior of the world and that people need to believe in him in order to be saved.  So many evangelicals start out foolishly trying to tell us things we already know, then jumping to trying to convince of us why we should believe those things (often without ever asking or listening to why we don’t already believe them). Again, this often and even usually leads to an antagonistic exchange rather than a comfortable and open dialogue.

People’s knowledge of and past experiences with Christianity in general and evangelical Christianity in particular also negatively impacts future conversations on the topic.  While this may not be the fault of the evangelical now trying to share what they believe, they still have to accept and deal with that reality in a compassionate and constructive way. Telling people that their past experiences (or the past history of Christianity that’s less personal but may still be equally troubling) are just because those other Christians “got it wrong” and you’re not like that just isn’t going to work. It usually comes off as dismissive.  Sometimes, the only hope is to put the desire to “share the gospel” on the backburner and sit with that person’s distrust of the Christian faith and the reasons for it for a time.  But again, this is the different between trying to build a relationship with someone and looking for an opening for the “sales pitch.”

Those are the fundamental differences that I perceive between my experiences sharing my beliefs with Nick and the attempts to “share the gospel” that I’ve seen.  I think they are important differences and serve to explain why I find my approach to be much easier, organic, and successful.  I imagine that some evangelical question might rightly ask me how many such opportunities to share I experience.  I will admit that this is the first time at my current job (which I’ve had for seven years) that I’ve discussed my beliefs with a coworker.  I also don’t know if Nick and I will ever discuss the topic again.  At this point, that depends on whether it comes up again (and possibly whether Nick brings it up again).  I suppose that if you’re an evangelical Christian looking for a large number of opportunities to make your “sales pitch,” that will be a problem. But then, I think you need to be honest about what you’re really after and how that makes other people see you. You can be a religious salesman making dozens of “cold calls” or you can build friendships in which you can occasionally discuss something that is very near and dear to your heart in a sensitive and compassionate manner. I doubt you can do both.


1Getting naked isn’t strictly necessary to declare one’s devotion to Freyja. I’ve just personally found that doing so has certain beneficial impacts on the process and experience. But again, I have neither the desire nor the need to convince other devotees of Freyja or those who might consider devoting themselves to her to follow suit.

Let’s rewrite the dialogue!

[Content Note: Transphobia]

Adam4d comic panel.
A panel from Adam For’ds web comic, “Hate Speech.”

Today, I thought it would be interesting to take Adam Ford’s most recent web comic and write some new dialogue for it.

Random Person: Do you accept the scientific research that strongly that brain chemistry, hormones, and other factors can cause a person experience themselves as a gender that differs from the biological sex they were assigned at birth?

Transphobic Christian:  Well no.  That doesn’t fit in with what I believe the Bible says, so I assume that it’s false.  I choose to believe instead that people just decide they want to be a different gender.

Random Person:  Interesting.  There is actually over two decades worth of peer reviewed scientific research that shows that such discrepancies occur and are a natural phenomenon.  How do you address them.

Transphobic Christian:  Well, here are some articles written by a handful of Christians I consider authorities on the subject, and I choose to believe their conclusions because they match what I’ve been taught the Bible says.

Random Person:  Interesting.  Have those articles been peer reviewed?

Transphobic Chistian:  Well, no.  [Alternative:  I don’t know.]

Random Person:  I’m actually familiar with this article and its author.  Are you aware of the huge methodological flaws other experts in this field found with this work?

Transphobic Christian:  No.  I’m not sure I believe you.  And even if you’re right, I’m still inclined to believe the article’s conclusions.

Random Person:  Because they confirm what you believe?

Transphobic Christian:  Well, yes…..But I think it’s important to remember that God says there are only two genders.  And I think it’s important we have a conversation about…

Random Person:  Conversation!  Okay.  There are hundreds of books, articles and blog posts written by transgender people.  Many of them have gone to great lengths to share their stories and their experiences and how they’ve felt.  How many of them have you read?

Transphobic Christian:   Well, none of them.

Random Person:  So let me get this straight.  You’ve failed to look into any of the many scientific studies that have been made on this topic.  You’ve failed to listen to transgender people’s own lived experiences and instead choose to reinterpret their lives to fit your predefined beliefs.  So it sounds to me like this important conversation has been happening for some time without you.

Transphobic Christian:  Well, when you put it that way….

Random Person:  So why do you expect anyone to listen to you in a conversation you’ve completely ignored up to this point?

Fin.

Well, that’s my take on it.  I welcome my readers — especially those who are are transgender or are far more knowledgeable about the issues involved than me — to write  their own dialogue.  Or point out where I got something wrong or wrote something troubling.

And now I will specifically address any transphobic (and yes, I get to decide whether that label applies to you on my blog, though I will listen carefully to the counsel of any trans person — except your “one transgender friend”) Christians who may want to respond:  Your best bet is to just not do it.  This is probably not the thread for you.  If you want to defend yourself or argue with me, be prepared to immediately demonstrate that you have done your homework and actually know the issues and not the usual straw men arguments. Failure to do so will get you shown the door faster than defecating on my living room couch.  So like I said, your best bet is to just keep silent and move on.  Or remain silent, listen, and learn something.

Rune of The Day: Ing

As I have mentioned previously, I have studied runes and use then for both divination and magic. In an attempt to build up a regular spiritual practice and get back to basics, I”m starting to draw a rune each morning and meditating on how it applies to my life and current circumstances throughout the day.  I’ve also decided to start occasionally blogging about the rune I pick for a given day.  Today’s post is the first such post.

Rune:  Ing, Inguz, or Ingwaz Image of the most common stave for the rune Ing.

One word meaning: The God Ing.

Information: Ing was another name for Freyr, the Vanic god of leadership and fertility. Freyr was married to the giant woman Gerd, who is often associated with the earth. In order to win her hand in marriage, he had to offer up and hand over his own sword. In some areas of Northern Europe, statues of Freyr were driven around the countryside in carts and hailed as the king and husband of the land who would bring prosperity to it.

The rune is strongly associated with the fertility and sexuality aspect of Ing, to the point where some of suggested that one stave (a diamond) commonly used to represent it is reminiscent and representative of a male gonad.

Interpretation and Other Thoughts

Ing calls us to consider our creative side, especially for those endeavors that are just beginning or are even still in the planning side. We would do well to consider what projects are at hand or just coming up that would benefit from our attention, energies, and efforts to help them gestate and develop so that they can eventually blossom into full fruition.

In group situations, Ing may call for us to act as peacemakers and attempt to calm and resolve conflicts, especially if it is our own “sword” that needs to be put away. The possibility of gentle leadership and mentoring might also be suggested, as Ing is generous and prefers to share in both the work towards prosperity and its benefits.

(Image taken from Raven Runes.  Note:  A link of this sort is not an endorsement.)

A few Yule Thoughts

Happy Yule!1

This post should go live right at sunset here in Rochester, NY. When it does, I should have about an hour and a half left at work before I run home, pick up Hubby, and head to the covenstead to prepare and share some tasty stew and share in one another’s company. What better way could there be to face the longest night of the year than with good food and good company?

Some days, I think many Wiccans and Pagans (or maybe I’m just incorrectly generalizing from my own experiences) forget the importance of community when it comes to the Sabbats, especially this one. Traditionally, this was the time of year when people in Europe were staying inside and out of the cold as much as possible. They relied on the food stores they had managed to gather up over the warmer months and hoped and prayed it all held out until they could start growing food again. And they relied on one another to make it through that process. If your neighbor was running on supplies, you gave them as much as you could simply because you might need your neighbor to help you with as shortage next year.

To the best of my knowledge, no one is my coven is in danger of running out of food this winter. But we do rely on one another in other ways. At least some of us do tend to suffer from seasonal depression at this time of year, and I think having the group to turn to on nights like this is a comfort that helps us to navigate through the emotional lows. It also hopes give us hope that just like this longest night, this will pass, the days will grow longer, and our moods will brighten along with those days.

That is something to celebrate. Or at least something to think about while we eat yummy stew and ride it out together.


1Happy Summer Solstice to any readers from the Southern Hemisphere. Sorry, but as is my tradition, the rest of the post will focus on Yule, as that’s what I’m experiencing right now.

Musings on Gaining Understanding

The first step to gaining wisdom is admitting ignorance.

Several years ago, I frequented a number of online message forums that centered around discussing Witchcraft and Paganism.  On one of my favorites, I included the above statement in all of my posts. What most of the other posters did not realize was that I included the line as a reminder and comfort to myself, because it was a reality in my life I was struggling with at the time.

This was back when I was still relatively new to the Pagan paths.  I had a lot to learn (of course I still do and always will, as that’s the nature of any spiritual journey).  In many ways, this was frustrating to me.  Particularly because of my Christian background, which left me brimming with a great deal of knowledge about that religion and culture.  I could tell all of the major Bible stories, quote and explain several different verses in the Bible, and was even knowledgeable enough that I ended up preaching a number of sermons over the years before I eventually left my church and the faith I was raised in.

All of that was behind me.  Being the knowledgeable one was in the past. Instead, here I was having to learn everything about my new spiritual journey from step number one. Frustrating indeed.

I realized if I was going to progress on my journey, I needed to make peace with that reality. I realized that I had to accept that I didn’t know everything — or much of anything, really — so that I could get down to changing that.  So I typed up that sentence and started putting it places where I would see it, remember my goals and what’s needed, and even be comforted by the fact that it’s all part of the journey.

I’ve never forgotten that statement, because I realized there was a greater lesson there. Towards the end of my experience with the Christian faith, I had also grown prideful. I had started to think that I knew it all, which made the realization that my knowledge at the time would no longer serve me.  i was forced to eat a double portion of humble pie.  So I also remind myself of the above statement to avoid that trap of pride again. That sentence reminds me that even though it’s been over a decade since the first time I wrote it down and even though I’ve learned a lot over that time, there is still much I don’t know and understand.  That statement serves as a constant reminder to acknowledge where I’m still ignorant so that I can continue to seek out an even greater understanding, and hopefully do so in humility.

 

Let’s talk about how “Good Men” should be responding.

[Content Note: Sexual harassment and sexual assault.]

I’ve been a constant reader of Shakesville for some time.  I’ve come to learn a lot from Melissa and the other members of the community she has built up there.  I’ve also been following her recent posts about the numerous revelations about male celebrities sexually harassing and even sexually assaulting the people — mostly women — that they work with (or who work for them) as well as Matt Damon’s troubling and inexcusable comments about the whole things.  There’s something from a Damon quote she included in today’s post that I wanted to comment on.  Here’s the quote:

We’re in this watershed moment, and it’s great, but I think one thing that’s not being talked about is there are a whole shitload of guys — the preponderance of men I’ve worked with — who don’t do this kind of thing and whose lives aren’t going to be affected.

First, I will note that Melissa is right.  There’s absolutely no need to talk about the men who manage the most basic human dignity required to not sexually harass or sexually assault women or anyone else. This is basic human decency that is and should just be expected. Meeting it requires no comment, let alone praise.

Second, my face is completely squinched up over the idea that none of this affects men who don’t sexually harass or sexually harass women or anyone else. I don’t buy that at all. Sure, we are in no danger – contrary to alarmed rape apologists everywhere – of losing our jobs over some big misunderstanding. Nor are we impacted as directly or intensely as the victims of these predators. But for me to say I’m not affected at all would require me to not care that women and other people are actively being victimized.

So yeah, for Damon to say that men who aren’t sexual predators are not affected by this screams a monumental lack of empathy and compassion for those predators’ in my book. And I find that unthinkable.

We “good men” — as Damon might call us — need to do better than just not engage in sexual harassment or sexual harassment ourselves.  We need to be concerned about the women and other people hurt by those who harass and assault them.  We need to listen to those women, believe them, and support them.

We also need to be mindful of and fight back against the culture that lets other men harass and assault women. We need to fight back against the idea that men are ever entitled to women’s bodies, affections, attention, smiles, time, or anything else. Even when those ideas come from our own subconscious minds. We need to learn and respect women’s boundaries and call out guys when they’re violating a woman’s boundaries, no matter how small that boundary seems to us.

We should quit saying “I don’t do that,” and start asking, “How can we better respect women and their boundaries and fight against those who don’t.”

 

Prayer to Tyr for Justice

Having recently run across a couple of posts where I wrote various Pagan prayers, I decided to bring back the practice.  As today is Tuesday and I’m very much interested in social justice, I decided a prayer to Tyr was an appropriate thing to write.

Great Tyr, I call out to you on this day, which is named after you. Guide me and teach me to be an instrument of justice. Help me to be mindful of the ways, both large and small, that those less fortunate are wronged and harmed. Instill in me the obligation and help me to find the courage to speak out against those who would injure and exploit others.

You who gave your own hand in order to bind the Wolf of Destruction, remind me that justice comes with a price. Help me become more aware of the luxuries and comforts that I will have to give up so that those less fortunate may enjoy more freedom. Urge me to develop the compassion that I might make those sacrifices and count it both my duty and honor.

By your guidance and my will. So mote it be.

 

The thoughts of a gay witch living in upstate New York.