God is Dead, but Nature Lives

editorial

by Melanie Fire Salamander

The results are in: There is a God -- one God. The bad news is, he's dead. Sienna can tell you about it, on page 10.

But otherwise, we're mainly talking about Nature, this midsummer Widdershins. Nature that's full of other gods -- the ones we pagans say are still alive. Nature that supports our workings and rituals with energy; nature that fills our dreams; nature that gives us places to worship.

Catherine starts us off by talking about hiking in her own personal cathedral, the mountains. Lisa talks about a life spent in nature, being buzzed by eagles and admonished by spirits of wind and water. Janice tells how Carlsbad Caverns and the desert nearby healed her after the death of a relationship. And Bestia weaves a story about magick in the woods between a woman and a man.

We also have a review this time, by Sylvana, of a movie that has caused a stir in town (What the @#$! Do We Know), and as always Genevieve's roundup of pagan-inflected music and Thea's take on the stars. But the heart of this issue is the whisper of wild places, the energies that call us outside to play, to make love and to make ritual.