In response to the question, ‘how did you become a Pagan, and what does it mean to you?’:
In many ways I believe that I have always been spiritually Pagan. While my parents, “home Catholics”, tried to expose me to organized Catholicism as a child, by the age of 5 I had convinced them that church [...]
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Personal Path
Posted in Every Day Essays on June 11, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Hallelujah
Posted in Every Day Essays on January 3, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I have a strange memory. I can remember things from when I was on the far side of toddler age, and yet, during the height of my depression there were times when I’d disassociate so badly that I’d lose whole days like sand through a sieve. I remember things I wish I could forget and [...]
When I Grow Up
Posted in Every Day Essays on May 21, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
When you’re young, it’s almost a prerequisite that you dream. You build imaginary castles and kingdoms in your backyard, fight monsters in the woods, and consort with fae creatures of every stripe. Most children are allowed at least a few precious years to be silly, be free, be all that you can be. How many [...]
What Sin, Love?
Posted in Every Day Essays on March 25, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
The dictionary defines love as:
A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness.
A feeling of intense desire and attraction toward a person with whom one is disposed to make a pair; the emotion of sex and [...]
The Fall
Posted in Every Day Essays on March 20, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Ever since I was a child I would play a game with summer. I would attempt, through sheer force of will, to keep the trees green indefinitely. Each day the leaves were green was one more day before Autumn would come and I could hold back the dark a little bit longer. Each leaf a [...]
The Family Business
Posted in Every Day Essays on March 13, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Unfortunately, he had been blessed, if that’s what you want to call it, with a long life. Looking back with the benefits of age, hindsight was a cruel mistress. The sun was warm on his face and it soothed his aching bones. It wasn’t often that he got company these days, his kids were busy [...]
Hairy Hedonism
Posted in Every Day Essays on March 6, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Hello, my name is Tina, and I like to do it in public. I’ll go to extraordinary lengths, including but not stopping at, buying special gear just so that I can get my freak on outside the walls of my own home. Sure, people stare, some even interrupt me to ask questions, but that’s all [...]
A Sense of Self
Posted in Every Day Essays on February 26, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Throughout the years people have asked me “so, what are you?” and no matter how young or old was at the time, the answer has always been the same. I am Puerto Rican, and that is that. Most of the time my answer is good enough and no further explanation is needed. From time to [...]
