Maybe perhaps the oddest thing I've learned about how to be a good pagan is how much the nuns taught me in my childhood about how to be an activist like a lady. Yes. You heard me. Graceful ladies who spoke truth. Nuns took me to my first protest against capitalistic oil interests back during the start of the Gulf War. I wish we were all taught how to revere kind people as battle ready warriors.
Now I just need to go lie down while my mind tries to pair this with the reality of Christians wanting to set me on fire in '96.