I found my true soul when I became a vegan. Up to that point I had been practicing my spiritual path, but I was still living in a state of cognitive dissonance. How can one truly be connected to all life, while taking life on a daily basis? Consuming the products of suffering, and at the same time proclaiming an affinity with all of Nature? I found that it’s impossible, and my magick was weak because of it.
But now, having shed the chains of indoctrinated consumption, I feel a light shining, deep inside me, in the knowledge that I can walk through the forest, and gaze at the river, and know that I harm no living being, directly or indirectly, and thus, I have taken my destined place within the circle of life. What an epiphany it is, to be able to practice the wise and ancient path of paganism, and really see the wildlife around me as my sisters and brothers! I’m tied to them, body and soul. And I know in my heart that I am truly one with the natural world: an herbivore that can tread peacefully and without regret.
Being a vegan pagan covers all of man’s concepts of love, compassion, justice, honor, integrity, environmental healing, and animal guardianship. There are no toxic things in the world of a vegan pagan. Not unless we look outward, to the rest of humanity’s activities. There be dragons. My rituals include visualizing a blanket of awareness over the entire planet, in hopes that people will awaken and begin to gather together in healing communities where inflicting suffering is a distant memory.
And now, when I call the four quarters, the Elements, the God and the Goddess, and invite Spirit into my circle, I feel the flow of energy so intensely, so divine, and I am at once aware that all mankind would follow me… if they could only see with these eyes.
