Today is International Pagan Coming Out Day. I learned about this from the lovely Mrs. B from Confessions of a Pagan Soccer Mom and Star Foster from Patheos who began posting about this event a while back. At first, I wasn’t going to write about it or do much in honor of the day. I mean, I wanted to do something, but I settled with a positive message posted to my FB, some comments on others’ PCOD posts, and lots of good energy. But, we all know that I cannot leave well enough alone because I’m not that kind of person. Just because I say things and feel some way doesn’t mean I’m through with it, per se. I’m a “writer” after all. How could some positive comments left in various Internet spheres be sufficient? Obviously, doing a rambling blog post was the best way to go about it!
Back in January, I started really thinking about how open and honest I should be with my spirituality. It wasn’t that I was hiding it, per se, when it came to family prior to that. I would dodge questions or change subjects, I was careful to create a page on FB that was pagan associated so that I wouldn’t end up with pagan associations on my public FB page, I was careful and conscientious about what it was I said to others that would lead them to believe that I wasn’t practicing a “sanctioned” religion, and I bit my tongue a lot. I did all of this for various reasons. I had a bad experience with my ex-husband and his family in regards to my exploration into paganism. I have a Catholic family from my mother’s side that probably wouldn’t be too thrilled that I had “fallen away” so to speak. It wasn’t that I was hiding what I was, but that I was overly conscientious about who would react and how they would react. I was over-thinking things because I didn’t want to step on toes and I didn’t want to cause problems. It was after the PBP post about the broom closet (linked below) that I really began to think and think about my stance in regards to my religion: Why was I hiding it?
When I first started this blog, it was with the intention of watching myself grow as a spiritual and religious person. It’s only been in the last year that I’ve come to realize that the actual reason I had begun this blog wasn’t so much just to laugh at the mistakes I made or figure out where I went wrong a time or two. It was also because I was sick of feeling like I was what was scraped off of someone’s shoe because my religious practice didn’t coincide with the generally accepted Christian religion. I started this blog with the intention of just doing things for me, but after I moved onto WordPress and began blogging on an almost daily basis, I came to conclude that I was really just putting myself out there. Not as a teacher or an expert, but that I was tired of hiding. When that realization dawned, that dumb epiphany face that I get frequently popped up: I realized that I was writing this blog as a way of saying, “Hi. I’m a pagan.” I didn’t want to hide.
So, after that initial post about the broom closet and after I wrote about the fear I’ve felt deep in my heart about how my maternal family would react to such news as my being pagan, I began to test the waters so to speak. I changed my religious status on FB to say “pagan” – nothing. I began to add people to my public FB page that were pagan associated – no backlash. I became part of a group that’s about pagan parenting – no response. I began following public pagan pages like Star Foster, Patheos, and Mrs. B – and no response. I began to start posting little status updates about nature and various pagan religions – no response. Finally, today, I posted a link to the IPCOD with a statement that read, Today is International Pagan Coming Out Day. I just wanted to say “good luck” and let others know that I support their decisions, in either way. And you know what? So far, I haven’t received a single negative comment about that. So, I’m going to do myself one better.
Hi. My name is Aubs Taylor and I am a pagan.
Relevant Posts via IPCOD
- “Out” by Melia Suez of 4 of Wands.
- “Out” by Katie Suchan.
- “Out” by Cara Schulz.
- “Out” by Mrs. B of CoaPSM.
Relevant Posts via Me