From Eridu to Shuruppak and Everywhere in Between

I’ve recently been given the opportunity to begin working with members of The Temple of Sumer, a collective of pagans devoted to reviving and reconstructing the religion of the people of the Ancient Near East, specifically that of the Sumerian people. The direction that I had intended on heading in with my contributions to the Pagan Bloggers community was in line with what the Temple of Sumer is looking for. As part of this endeavor, I’ve been asked to contribute and write content from the perspective of a devotee to this religious/spiritual tradition. In addition to writing for their website, […]

O, Be Some Other Name!

I recently spent four days in the rain and sun at PSG, or Pagan Spirit Gathering, one of America’s oldest and largest Nature Spirituality festivals. This was my second year in attendance having attended it in 2016.  Last year, as a PSG “virgin”, I was overwhelmed with all of the experiences that were to be had by one who had never, in all their years of identifying as a pagan, attended a pagan festival. I was ecstatic and at times, unsettled, by all that I encountered. I met people from all paths, both traditional and eclectic, and from all walks […]

Roots & Branches: One Small Twig

This is my fifth and final essay in which I reflect upon my familial roots and how they may inform my relationship with the numinous. Part one of this series may be found here; part two may be found here; part three may be found here; part four may be found here. … I often jokingly refer to myself as being “Whasian” (White Asian) instead of biracial. I didn’t know the full extent of my “Asian-ness” until I received my DNA results. I had always considered my mother to have been of Pakistani and Indian origin. Little did I know that her people, my people, were […]

Roots & Branches: Little Boxes

This is my fourth essay in an ongoing series of essays. In these essays, I reflect upon my familial roots and how they may inform my relationship with the numinous. Part one of this ongoing series may be found here; part two may be found here; part three may be found here. … In a dream, my purported Cherokee forebear, Timothy Brown, stands at the head of a long line of people. His dark skin is careworn and he has deep lines in his brow. His face has a somber expression and his eyes seem to be focused on some distant object. He wears western […]

Roots & Branches: Forked Paths

This is my third essay in an ongoing series of essays. In these essays, I reflect upon my familial roots and how they may inform my relationship with the numinous. Part one of this ongoing series may be found here; part two may be found here. … In searching for some insight into the matter of whether or not one’s spiritual path may be informed by their ancestry, I asked several members of the pagan community to weigh in on the subject. For some, the answer was a resounding yes. There was no question as to why someone with one specific ancestry or another should […]

Roots & Branches: March of the Ancestors

I’d like to think that each of us, in our own time, comes to a point in our lives when we want to know where we came from. For some of us, tall tales of fabled ancestors don’t always satisfy our desire to learn more about our roots. Recently, like several friends had done, I had my DNA tested to determine what my ancestry truly was. As I write this now, I am waiting for those results and will have to do so patiently for the next six to eight weeks. Growing up, my brothers and I were often regaled […]

Eternal Return: Bulls on Parade

I was never one to wholeheartedly believe in the concept of reincarnation, or transmigration of souls. The concept of eternal return was quite unorthodox for someone who grew up believing Christian doctrine (“it is appointed for man to die once, and after that comes judgment”, the Apostle Paul’s Epistle to the Hebrews). The mere thought of it was enough to either instill the idea that I was sinning against God for even entertaining the notion, or lead to sleepless nights due to my overactive imagination. Having once watched an episode of Highway to Heaven, I asked my Sunday school teacher […]