I’m Wiccan and Christian. Does that bother you?

In the last few days I’ve seen a lot people in several forums say things like “you can’t call yourself a Christian and practice witchcraft” or “you can’t call yourself a Christian and practice traditions from other religion’s holidays.” The typical reason given is that it’s somehow evil if you do. I’ve heard similar things from the pagan end of the spectrum as well, although usually it’s more of a “consorting with the enemy” type of approach. There have been well known pagans who went back to Christianity and were called opportunists because they didn’t stay in a path that wasn’t speaking to them anymore. The typical reason from this end is that “Christians do bad things.” I can confirm from my own experiences with an abusive leader that pagans do bad things as well. Believe me, Christianity doesn’t corner the market on church burn.

If religions have both good and bad people in them that also do good and bad things, then what reasons are we left with? The main one that I see is fear: fear of the unknown, the other, of things we don’t understand. Fear that maybe we might be wrong about our faith. That if someone doesn’t practice their tradition like you do and are content in it, then there must be something wrong with them. Or, maybe they’re delusional? Maybe they’re in denial of the Truth and just need someone to tell them that Truth so that they can believe the Right Way. Maybe it’s that they learned from the wrong teacher, or all they did was read a book and self-initiated themselves, so they’re not a proper witch? Isn’t it too confusing? These sentiments are so common when multi-faith practice comes up, I need to remind progressive communities that there are people who have multi-faith practices in their own community.

My questions for those who want to condemn multi-faith practice, or even just practices that are different from their own, are these:

  • Is your faith in your own religion, your own tradition, and your connection with Spirit so fragile that you can’t handle someone doing something different from you and having just as strong of a faith and belief?
  • Do you feel that your faith necessitates you be right, even if it means bullying someone else?
  • Are people who are different from you such a threat to your own sense of self you feel the need to act violently in words and actions towards others?
  • Are you so afraid of looking outside your comfortable bubble that you can’t accept that other people do things differently than you?
  • Are you so sure about your own practice that you can claim that it is the One True Practice?

I am Wiccan and Christian. Both sets of rituals and deities feed my spirit and give me joy, comfort, and, because of my calling, purpose. I am a priest of both traditions because I have been called by my Wiccan deities and Jesus to do the work of a priest. I work to build bridges between the pagan and Christian communities and facilitate healing. I don’t always get it right, but I try my best. This is my path and I walk it with agreement between me and the Deities I serve.

Let me explain it another way. Let’s look at when Jesus came before Pilate:

33 Pilate then went back inside the palace, summoned Jesus and asked him, “Are you the king of the Jews?”

34 “Is that your own idea,” Jesus asked, “or did others talk to you about me?”

35 “Am I a Jew?” Pilate replied. “Your own people and chief priests handed you over to me. What is it you have done?”

36 Jesus said, “My kingdom is not of this world. If it were, my servants would fight to prevent my arrest by the Jewish leaders. But now my kingdom is from another place.”

37 “You are a king, then!” said Pilate.

Jesus answered, “You say that I am a king. In fact, the reason I was born and came into the world is to testify to the truth. Everyone on the side of truth listens to me.”

(from Biblegateway, John 18:33-37 NIV)

When Pilate asks Jesus if he is King of the Jews, Jesus asks him if he came up with that idea, or was it something he learned from others. Jesus never claimed anything other than someone to speaking His truth. He was charged, by God and Spirit, to bring a certain truth to this world. In most of the Gospels he never fully admits to being a Messiah, either. He is a man and he had a mission. He cared for the sick, fed the poor, and did the work that God had set for him to do.

He didn’t ask for the label of “King” nor did He ever force anyone to follow Him, or call them traitor for not believing like He did. He preached, people listened, then made up their own minds to follow Him. Jesus never asked anyone to give up their sense of selves in order to follow Him. In short: He never claimed to be other than He was. He was a Jew. He also practiced this new Way of Love, which frightened the establishment. He never claimed to be anything He wasn’t.

Just like those of us who have multi-faith practices.

I am a witch and I am Christian. That is who I am. If it bothers you, is that your own idea, or did others tell you what to think of me? I was born to be who I am and this is my truth.

First Week of Advent: Hope


gif from here. Sailor Moon Crystal belongs to Naoko Takeuchi and I just get to play in her world briefly.

It’d been not quite a week since they found out about Usagi, and Rei’s visions were getting darker by the hour. It also didn’t help that she now had memories of a life that was so alien and foreign to her current human existence on top of everything else. Some days, she wasn’t sure where her human memories ended and Sailor Mars’ memories began. Even the broom in her hands felt distant.

As if that thought reminded her hands that she had responsibilities, she began to sweep the leaves in front of the temple again, this time with a bit more enthusiasm. She tried to let the swish swish swish of the broom calm her mind, but her anxiety was getting the better of her training.

“Hey Rei, I think you’ve got them all!”

Rei started and turned around and saw Mina standing there with her usual mischievous grin. Phobos and Demios squawked from their perch in the trees above the yard. “You scared the heck out of me! Make some noise next time!”

Mina frowned as she walked closer to Rei, “I did make noise! I’m not that quiet! You were off in space somewhere!” Mina stopped, opened her mouth, then closed it again. “I mean…uh…”

Rei shook her head. She knew what Mina meant, and knew why this was awkward now. “Come on. Let’s go in. I’ll get us some juice.”


Both of them were sipping their drinks and not talking. There was so much that she wanted to ask Mina about their past lives, but now that she had the chance she didn’t know what to say. It was all too confusing and too much. And to think that Mina had to bear it for all of us for so long…

“Rei, you’re doing it again.”


“No, I’m sorry. I couldn’t tell you because we had to protect her identity for as long as possible. I wish I could have told you all a long time ago, but…” Mina looked away for moment.

“I can see why. That much power…in the wrong hands…but what is she really?”

“You’re the priestess, you tell me. You know more things about the spirit than I do.”

Rei stared at Mina. “I…I can’t explain it. I can’t explain what she felt like or what I felt inside except…”


Rei looked inside herself, remembering in slow motion the tear that came from Usagi and how bright and warm the light shining from it, from her, was. Even though they had lost Mamoru, that light still shone…

When Rei’s voice finally came back to her, it startled Mina. The look in her eyes wasn’t completely of this world. Mina remembered that look from their time in the Moon Kingdom before everything happened. The Sailor Venus part of her smiled to see Mars’ powers growing again.

“She brings the light of hope…she magnifies Spirit….”

Mina nodded. “And we need to make sure that she can continue to bring that light to the world. Rei, I’m worried about her. She hasn’t been to school for a week!”

Rei’s eyes returned to this world. “What?! Really? All right! We’re going over today to cheer her up! Let’s call the others.”

Mina knew that there was more to come their way, but seeing hope return to Rei’s eyes lessened her worry. She pulled out her phone.