Wednesday, February 21, 2018

Of Gods And Exercise...

I’m not a believer in the supernatural. There are no ghosts or spirits or spirit worlds. If there were, there would be. But there’s not so there ain’t.

But I am a pagan. And a bit heathen.

Pagan from late Latin paganus, meaning villager; rustic/noun use of adjective meaning “of the country, of a village,” from pagus “country people: province, rural district”.

Heath un-cultivated land

Pagan means non-city dweller and heathen means un-cultivated, or un-cultured.

I often see Christians demure abandoning Christianity in favor of paganism on the grounds that the old rituals and customs are lost.

It’s an odd, but revealing, argument.

It’s like saying you can’t switch from a daily meal of fish to steak because you don’t remember how to digest steak.

Paganism is the default. It’s natural. It’s instinct.

 Is raking leaves in the Fall a ritual? Is brushing your teeth a ritual? Is mending a broken bone a ritual?

Pagan customs, or rituals, stem from surviving day to day.

Harvesting food in late summer is necessary to live through the winter. But as it’s done at the same time every year with the same tools and stored away by the same means, it could be called  ritualistic.

What separates heathen/pagan rituals from religious rituals is that the pagan rituals are simply tried and true methods for surviving that just happen to be required cyclically.

Sharpening a blade before you cut the wheat could be seen as a ritual, but then so could tying your shoes before going for a walk.

You will never have to contend with a spirit or ghost.

But you do have to contend with the weather.

You will never have need to save your soul.

But you will have need to save food for the winter.

Rituals that are performed to answer mysteries, is decadence.

Worshiping a god that transcends this world is perversion.

Going for a walk to get a bit of exercise = being pagan.