We have a lot of work to do when it comes to rooting hate out of our own communities. Most of it begins with ignorance and fear, ego and ambition. As long as Ruth Barrett is spreading her message of hate, paranoia, and intolerance, she will have no place in my gatherings.
For years you lived in my region, and were a major player in our local community. You were the Pagan musician, the public-ritual priestess, the face of Dianic Craft in particular. And yeah, you were putting “women born women only” on your flyers even then, but twenty years ago I didn’t have as much lived experience and information on what that really meant. So I put up. Not enough to go to those rituals, but I bought the CDs, bought the books, bought feathered headdresses and other tchotchkes from you, chatted pleasantly at fairs. Because hey, your focus was your focus, but that didn’t mean we weren’t all witchy women together, right? Different jobs on the same side?
It never dawned on me that my own High Priestess’s insistence that I wasn’t connected enough to my “feminine side” when I wore jeans might be something she’d picked up from you…
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