“Plainclothes Pagan”
August 24, 2009I’m a Pagan.
I’m a married woman in my late twenties. I’m in a very conservative, buttoned-down profession. I wear a lot of J. Crew. You would never guess that I’m a Pagan. Most of the people who know me in real life have no idea.
If you saw me on the street, you would probably assume that I’m a lapsed Catholic (which I am). I have had only sporadic interaction with other Pagans in real life, and they haven’t gone very well. I tend not to fit in. I don’t like sci fi, or ren faires, or Harry Potter. I’m about the most vanilla upper-middle-class white American you could possibly imagine.
But I’m a Pagan. I’m not ashamed of being a Pagan. But I’m not ashamed of being preppy and vanilla either.
In beginning this blog, I am beginning another phase in my ongoing quest to reconcile these two important parts of my identity. Can you be an out, practicing Pagan and a preppy vanilla suburbanite at the same time?
We’ll find out.
I’m not the stereotypical pagan either. Maybe that’s why no one believes me. I went to a few group pagan events but the conversation tended to revolve around massive drinking at festivals and that’s just not me.
While I’m not of the Pagan persuasion I am a practicing witch. I just don’t think that there is a set, black and white rule as to what a Pagan is. You should embrace your individuality and while the events that you have gone to have not been right for you doesn’t mean that you won’t find one that is. Just consider it part of your journey – mayhaps you could start one of your own!