And just for fun:

[featherynscale]

"Ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that could be obvious, but you have no idea about.

Then post this in your own lj and find out what people don't know about you."

(Snagged from hobbitblue

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BT Wicca

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

Actually, it was sort of an accident. I was 17, and had been reading/studying about pagan faiths for about a year. I was dating a guy (same guy who features in today's other personal history post) who was also interested in paganism of some sort. At this time, in our town, if you were pagan, you were either Wiccan, UU Pagan, or Asatru - there really weren't any other accessible options. So we went to the CUUPS, which was not what we were looking for, and we read about Asatru, and decided that wasn't us either, and then we saw an invitation for a Spring Equinox Wiccan circle that was open to everybody. So we got directions to the meeting place, and he and I got all dressed up and proceeded to go down there. When we got to the site, it was in a subdivision that was fenced off with privacy fence with all kinds of feminist symbols all over it, and we looked at each other, and went, "hmmm....", but the invitation we'd read said it was open to all, and everything we'd read about Wicca implied that it was a thing that required men and women to do, so we thought surely this would be okay.

As it turns out, this was a feminist group, who had bought a section of the city and walled it off, and never permitted men inside, and they were practicing Dianic Wicca, which we had never heard of. So our appearance at their main hall was something of a surprise for everyone.

They were very nice though, considering that we'd just broken their big juju taboo against bringing the penis people inside the gates, and they suggested another group to us, one that would take both the penis people and women.

So we hooked up with them. As it turned out, this was the Alexandrian

Open to everyone, IF...

[triadruid.livejournal.com]

Wouldn't you take some security measures with your, err, compound if you were that concerned about penis people invading your sacred space? Or at least your PR people...

I'm not talking about leather dykes with machine guns in guard towers, but the image of a "Skirts Mandatory" sign and mirrored floors was *too* funny to pass up...