Here's another example of what I'm talking about. Great story about a Pagan who likely saved the life of an injured woman and the press appears generally positive. Yet, the Pagan, himself, feels it necessary to announce, "We're not dancing naked in the woods." Now, I've never known the Asatru to dance naked in the woods, but then, I'm not Asatru. However, a number of Pagans do dance naked in the woods as part of their religious worship. The Charge of the Goddess, for example, instructs witches:
Whenever you have need of anything, once a month, and better it be when the moon is full, you shall assemble in some secret place and adore the spirit of Me Who is Queen of all the Wise.
You shall be free from slavery, and as a sign that you be free you shall be naked in your rites.
Sing, feast, dance, make music and love, all in My Presence, for Mine is the ecstasy of the spirit and Mine also is joy on earth.
Dancing naked in the woods doesn't hurt anybody or anything. What's the point of bringing it up to deny it?
I haven't noticed that every time a xian gets interviewed she needs to assure people that her sect of xianity doesn't "handle snakes." I see lots of rabbis get interviewed and they don't feel any need to continually assert that they don't actually make matzo balls with xian baby blood. Those xians and Jews have figured out that to continually be defensive would really only reinforce old evil myths (matzo balls) or denigrate other sects within their own religion (handle snakes) to their own detriment.
So I'd really appreciate it if Pagans would learn to stop asserting that they don't [insert here: worship Satan, eat babies, dance naked, etc.] If they're being interviewed and they get asked, they should clearly answer, but lately it's not even the journalists who seem to be doing this as much as we're doing it to ourselves. It's time to stop.
I'm a woman, a Witch, a mother, a grandmother, an eco-feminist, a gardener, a reader, a writer, and a priestess of the Great Mother Earth. Hecate appears in the
Homeric Ode to Demeter, which tells of Hades who caught Persophone
"up reluctant on his golden car and bare her away lamenting. . . . But no one, either of the deathless gods or of mortal men, heard her voice, nor yet the olive-trees bearing rich fruit: only tenderhearted Hecate, bright-coiffed, the daughter of Persaeus, heard the girl from her cave . . . ."