After the death of my Mentor I made the attempt to re-connect to my upline. I made efforts to "get right" with them, and to establish better communication with my "siblings". My upline wanted nothing to do with me, or in fact with any of the "offspring" of my Mentor. It didn't matter that we were proper, because they just rather didn't like that Mentor was gay as a rainbow flag.
I could react any number of ways, but the bottom line would be - I could take everything I knew and throw it out or I could accept that it damned well works and not really give a f*** about anything else. I chose for no f***s to be given. I chose to not engage with "coven" anymore, until such time as the Powers see fit to stamp my ass and hand me a passel of neophytes. I will tell them the full history of what they are about to learn, blemishes and all. They, too, can choose.
I'm not telling you to do what I do. I've mentored people and specifically told them to not do what I do. Who would want to do what I do? I have now been an Occultist for longer than I have not by a good
measure. I saw the online pagan infantcy, its
bumbling toddler years, its slow progression to childhood, its tweens...
and now its awkward coming-of-age (its just about ready to go off to
college, I think, scrambling for the future). The last two years have
shown something really unflattering slowly burbling to the surface of
online-pagandom's personality... insecurity.
A is for "Authenticity" - the stuff that really, really, doesn't matter.
