Them and Us. .

I don’t post much  re my political [ and religious]  views here on my blog, though readers may have guessed that I do not follow an Abrahamic  faith.  The umbrella  term for my faith is loosely  ‘Pagan’.   However, with all  recent violence and terrorism, Syria, Iraq, Paris, Brussels, Pakistan  [and sadly so much more ], I wanted to share  this post from another blog I follow:

Man of Goda

 

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Sins of the Father

I understand that this post shall no doubt cost me “friends” and the esteem of peers, yet speak I shall…

It is all too prevalent throughout the subculture that is Craft and the subculture of Paganism that Abrahamic faith is derided, belittled.

Modern Paganism, a subculture that has itself comforted within the blanket of liberalism, has amongst its number those who would oppress those of Abrahamic faiths. The proverbial victim would then become the very monster it has had to endure.

Far too many have invented a romantic and idealised remembrance of their ancestry. Selective memory and a selective honouring of a certain demographic of one’s ancestors. If one is European, like it or not, chances are that somewhere in your ancestral history are centuries, possibly a millenia of Abrahamic faith; whether that is Jewish/Moorish communities, or God-forbid Christianity, whether “Celtic”, Catholic or Protestant in flavour. Every insult, aggression, lack of tolerance/understanding toward other faiths is an insult to possibly 600-1200 years of one’s ancestry. A convenient amnesia doesn’t release one from the bonds of hypocrisy and illusion.

The very threat that Europe faces now is thanks to a faction of a faith, which believes its ideology is best for a global implementation. Nevertheless, each jeering comment towards another faith is a microscopic example that one deems their own beliefs superior to that of another’s; hold this in mind next time you wish to play the marginalised “victim” card that a Western liberalism affords those with an “alternative” faith/belief-system.

It matters not a jot whether one wishes to relate to the Lux Mundi as Christ, Lucifer, Apollo, Hermes; nor the Anima Mundi as Sophia, Spiritus Sanctus, whomever. What matters is that we can see beyond the limits of personal labels and share a humble knowing that there is something deeper than Man’s hunger for acquisition and reliance upon dogma, whether secularly inspired or religiously inherited. Beauty is found in a myriad of guises, a holy-whore indeed; her redemption is through impartial Love, no matter where she is found.

Flags, Flax and Fodder,

Ulric “Gestumblindi” Goding
Níwe Dæg – Níwe Léoht – Níwe Hopan

Tanist of the Clan of Tubal Cain

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About Wælcyrie

I'm a 50 plus [ how time flies] multifaceted, oxymoron, who can never really make her mind up. A Follow of the Hekate, a Wælcyrie who walks in the liminal spaces, between and betwixt. a Medium, ( I'll talk to anyone dead or alive), a Writer of short stories, a disorganised Blogger, Cake Baker, Jam Maker; Mother Grandmother and Wife.
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