Forgive me, o blogosphere, for not continuing on this explanation of my path to heathenism. I have been interrupted for the most delightful of reasons – the launch of my podcast! It can be found on iTunes and Google Play, and hopefully soon on Spotify. This creative endeavour has occupied a great deal of my time and energy, but has also been a source of real pleasure. I look forward to where it takes me.
But that is another story. This one is about where I stand and do my best to make my peace with the universe. From Catholicism, to doubt, to atheism, to agnosticism, to pantheism, to Heathenry.
So what does being a Heathen mean to me?
Well, that’s the tricky bit that I’m trying to figure out, step by step.
If this is how I’m going to relate to the universe, what form does it take?
For whatever reason, I find it easier to work through elimination than affirmation.
Do I think that Odin, Thor, and all the rest have some form of corporeal existence, watching us from some other plane?
Nah. Gods aren’t that simple, in my opinion. They are a mystery, and my instincts point me inwards, through my dreams, through my unconscious, into the collective unconscious, into whatever oft-ignored realm exists of the collective experience of humanity and its relationship to all life, all existence, to the parts of us that came from the stars and can be deeply moved in ways we don’t fully understand by art, by music, by nature.
If the Gods live anywhere, they live there. That’s where I’m searching.