I had a conversation with a few of my fellow pagans the other day – we met at the library and drank tea while recommending books for each other – and it was really amusing to see how varied our beliefs are.
Some accept without a blink another pagan’s claim to having dragons constantly in his vicinity, without the slightest bit of proof, but argue adamantly that anyone who claims to be a god spouse is delusional.
Others roll their eyes at the dragon claim, but stubbornly cling to the idea of ‘free will’, without taking into consideration that beings who have existed for millennia could be able to maneuver mortals into situations they wanted regardless of what said mortals want.
Some think that the deities are pure good and love who would never hurt a mortal for any reason whatsoever – and others think that deities are capable of emotions and actions that could conceivably harm mortals, including their worshipers.
Most people find it difficult to make concrete plans for longer than a week – too many variables pop up to derail those plans. Longer periods of time? Forget it! Rare indeed is the person wise enough to be able to take the possibilities into consideration and come up with a plan that works. We don’t think in long terms. Most of us look back and are amazed at how far from our first life plans we have gone. I once aspired to live in Maine, be a writer, raise Maine Coon cats and Appaloosas. Assuredly I do none of the above now, and never set foot in Maine for more than an afternoon.
We ascribe our inability to make long term plans to the Powers, and that’s a mistake, in my mind. We can’t imagine what their end game looks like. We can’t conceive of the maneuvering that has gone on and continues to go on, the alliances formed, the positioning of mortals who agree to serve them and the mortals who don’t even know they exist. What are their goals? Who knows? Certainly not us, pieces on the board that we are.
One of them said that he was a mortal son of a deity, that that was his UPG, and that no one could contradict him. Yet when asked for proof of his claim, he simply repeated that his god told him this and that was the end of it. He also claimed to have children on the Astral Plane. I suppose it’s a measure of our gullibility (or our acceptance) that we just nod and move along when one of us makes a claim like that. I myself prefer some sort of proof – sometimes even a shared gnosis will do – but proof is scarce on the ground for pagans. I suppose it is for any religion.
Which camels do you swallow without hesitation, dear readers? And at which gnats do you strain?