Pagan and the Pit(bulls)

The political musings of a Pagan and her dogs.

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Transgender Day of Rememberance

Today is Transgender Day of Rememberance. These are only the reported deaths, the number is likely much higher. In this administration, where malice is the only agenda, our trans brothers and sisters are suffering. On this day of rememberance, consider supporting them by supporting trans resources. And if someone says some bull shit over turkey this year, you push back. 3 of these deaths were in New Mexico and that’s unacceptable.

Selena Fox and Nature Folk are hosting a special live podcast to commemorate.

Say their names.

May they go in peace, and return in beauty and strength.

14 Sep 2018
Nikki Janelle Enriquez
Laredo, Texas

8 Sep 2018
Londonn Moore Kinard
Port Charlotte, Florida

5 Sep 2018
Shantee Tucker
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

30 Aug 2018
Dejanay Stanton
Chicago, Illinois

30 Aug 2018
Vontashia Bell
Shreveport, Louisiana

23 Aug 2018
Jamel Pierce
Denver, Colorado

Aug 2018
Casey Hoke
Pomona, California

19 Jul 2018
Sasha Garden
Orlando, Florida
not reported

2 Jul 2018
Daine Grey
San Francisco, California

27 Jun 2018
Dr Laura Mas
San Diego, California

24 Jun 2018
Cathalina Christina James
Jacksonville, Florida

24 Jun 2018
Keisha Wells
Cleveland, Ohio

19 Jun 2018
Chloe Sagal
Portland, Oregon

18 Jun 2018
Diamond Stephens
Meridian, Mississippi

1 Jun 2018
Antash’a English
Jacksonville, Florida

21 May 2018
Gigi Pierce
Portland, Oregon

13 May 2018
Nino Fortson
Atlanta, Georgia

13 May 2018
Roxana Hernández
Milan, New Mexico
died in custody

12 May 201
Name Unknown
Dallas, Texas
not reported

9 May 2018
Karla Patricia Flores-Pavon
Dallas, Texas

28 Apr 2018
Columbia, South Carolina

1 Apr 2018
Sasha Wall
Chesterfield County, South Carolina

31 Mar 2018
Chance Houle
Bismark, North Dakota

26 Mar 2018
Amia Tyrae Berryman
Baton Rouge, Louisiana

6 Mar 2018
Hope Verbeeck
Tampa, Florida

4 Feb 2018
Celine Walker
Jacksonville, Florida

10 Jan 2018
Viccky Gutierrez
Los Angeles, California

5 Jan 2018
Christa Leigh Steele-Knudslien
North Adams, Massachusetts
beaten and stabbed

16 Dec 2017
Rhiannon Layendecker
Englewood, Florida

13 Dec 2017
Brandi Seals
Houston, Texas

27 Nov 2017
Brooklyn BreYanna Stevenson
Oklahoma City

Nov 2017
Natalie Nguyen
Seattle, Washington

28 Oct 2017
Candace Towns
Macon, Georgia

21 Oct 2017
Stephanie Montez
Corpus Christi, Texas

*Reporting period October 1, 2017-September 30, 2018. Transgender Day of Rememberance

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Influential Books: The Body Sacred


CONTENT NOTE: body dysphoria, eating disorders


In high school, I was taken to visit an elderly aunt in Cleveland, Ohio. I don’t remember what my family was doing, but I snuck out to the library saying that I had to  “work on homework”. I didn’t actually work on homework, and my grades can prove it. I sat in a room with the zodiac on the ceiling and plowed through several books on magic and paganism. I couldn’t get any of them at home, it was a troubled time and my first book of shadows was found and thrown out by my mother, so I devoured them in a library several states away from where I lived.

I had a lot of body image issues in high school. Deep in my black heart, I wanted to be thin. I wanted to not eat, but I liked food too much. I would go long stretches where I would only eat orange juice and rice krispies for lunch, and binge on good food when I got it or eat when someone was watching. I was a size double zero for a while, and I felt great. Except the problem with not eating, is it feels like you’re not eating. On this particular day, I had actually eaten breakfast of luxurious honey nut cheerios. And I was wrestling with the guilt when I read The Body Sacred by Dianne Sylvan.

At one point in the book, Sylvan explains why loving your body is a radical act of magick. She goes into detail about how amazing the body is, just in its everyday functioning. High on sugar and carbs, I had to take a moment to digest what I just read. I looked up at the ceiling and saw the Virgo with sheaves of grain. I almost broke down and cried.

That day I started to learn to love my body and see it as a magickal thing I could love and adore. It’s a (slow) work in progress, and on my fat days, I re-read the book. It’s not a huge dramatic story, and it’s not a philosophical or technical book. But I can’t avoid how The Body Sacred let me see my body as something amazing and worthy of love and magick. It was a hugely magickal gift, and one I have to be thankful for.