The Ethics of Birth Control

Hey guys!  How is it going?  I have to admit that this semester is killing me, just because i find myself neck deep in primary scientific literature.  That means terminology, sentence structure, and impossible to understand graphs and charts.  For hours on end. 

Beyond that, I did go to the doctor, and after much inner debate, opted to get birth control. 

The option of birth control confuses me, as a pagan.  I don’t run into the same problem as Christians, because I don’t really think that God is going to smite me dead if my ovaries aren’t in constant use.  But it does irk me a bit, because our current hormonal birth control methods – the most effective ones – are exatly that: hormonal.  So I’m subjecting my body to a series of drugs to make it think it’s pregnant. 

That is what I have an issue with.  Should I be interfering with my body’s cycles?  I’m primarily interested in birth control as a method of easing pain and complications with menstruation, not as an actual – birth control -. 

I did decide that the risk of interfering with and regulating my body’s cycles – at least for now – is an okay decision.  If too much affects me in the wrong way, I will stop using it.  That means weight gain, rapid mood changes, acne/skin quality deterioration, and weird sleep/wake changes. 

Anyone else want to weigh in?  Should we be forcing our bodies into cycles that aren’t inherent to them?

What is Depression?

I’m in a class called Chemistry of Emotion, and this question – among others – is one that we’ve been asked to contepmlate.  Our teacher defined depression as not sadness or an overabundance of any one particular emotion, but instead as an absence of emotion.  People who are depressed are caught up in their own minds too tightly to take stock of the outside world.

Hearing this definition struck a chord in me.  I don’t consider myself depressed, but I do recognize within me, the potential for depression.  I call it “thinking too much” – when I get so wrapped up in a project or idea that I start dreaming about it.  I actually reinforce those neurons and concentrate so hard that I do tend to lose sight of the real world, and begin to feel anxious, lethargic, and unable to stop fixating.

And so, here is the friendly reminder to pay attention to your outside world.  Even if you can’t feel the sun as warm on your face as you used to when you were carefree and happy and ‘innocent,’ the important thing is that you try.

The best thing that I’ve taken out of that class and the movie What the Bleep Do We Know (completely unrelated, just I’ve experienced both of them) is exactly that: our brains are constantly changing and rewiring.  Make sure you rewire yours to a state of being that keeps you comfortable, happy, and spiritual.

Blessed Be!


Hey guys –

I hope you had a wonderful Mabon / fall equinox yesterday.  The second harvest is an often overlooked holiday, at least by me, and I had not properly prepared for the occasion.  I settled instead with a wonderfully calming prayer and meditation session, where I set up my indoor altar properly and went from there.

Jason Becroft’s death is still on my mind – it definitely tossed me into something that I didn’t really know how to handle.  I suppose most people could just store it away, but I almost feel an obligation to his family to remember him beyond a week after his death.

I think this may actually cause me to create something which should have been created by me long ago, an idea which has been mulling for quite some time: The Book of Names.  In it, I could place names, birth and death dates, of people that I – and my descendants – should be given due cause to remember.

In any case, I hope you had a wonderful Mabon, and look forward to a post this week – probably about female health, as I’m heading to the doctor this week.

Blessed Be!

The Way To See

Hey guys –

My “s” key has been acting up lately, so I apologize for any missing s’s in my future posts.  Pleae understand that half the time, when I am writing a blog post, I am almost never looking at the computer screen.  I am looking at the television, or my roommates, or at my surroundings – sometimes I’ll alt-tab in the middle of a sentence to do something completely different.  In any case, there is my excuse.

I thought I’d throw out a post about the grasshopper, as I was given a chance to work with them on Wednesday via Evology lab.  We were doing a study on population dynamics, and our task was to catch as many grasshoppers that we could in a set amount of time – mark them – and release them.,  We then took a small walk to allow them to disperse, then spent another 25 minutes catching them.  The idea was to see about how many there were in that given area by comparing the recapture data to the original data.

But catching grasshoppers is a skill which I never thought that I would have to acquire.  In order to see the grasshoppers, you can’t just look at the grass – you’ll never catch anything.  Instead, you fix on a point, and allow your peripheral vision to look. It is almost better for my eyes to be unfocused when looking for the damn insects.

Grasshoppers are a lot more adapted for their environment than I’d initially considered.  Their color is an obvious advantage, but the way they move is exactly what makes them so hard to catch.  They’re barely visible on a windy day when they leap, because they just move so quickly and immediately are back in hiding.

As I was out with my little net and anxious hopes that I wouldn’t quite fail at life with this ecology lab like I did with the last one(I was the last one to finish) – I began to contemplate how we see differently as we look for things.  It was an interesting thought – to notice that we do not have to ONLY adjust our eyes when we want to see the ‘supernatural’, but also the very natural.

In Memory

Hey guys –

I know I posted already today, but I wanted to make this a special notice when I found out.  While I was on my ride this weekend, I was ascending the second hill and pushed myself a little farther than I wanted to.  I pulled off to the side to catch my breath.  Turning around, I caught the eye of the man behind me, and smiled and shrugged.  I turned to see where my riding partner was – Garry – and turned back around to watch the man behind me, Jason, fall and begin to seize.

I dumped my bike as quickly as I could, along with a few other people around, and we all rushed over to see what was wrong.  We cleared his airway and got his bike away from his body, as others – doctors on the ride – crowded around also to help.  With them there, I stood back and watched as they began to try to save the man.

We stayed until we heard the ambulance coming, then we left, not wanting to be in the way.  Jason was turning blue and not doing so great, and my thoughts were on him during most of the ride.

I received an email today informing me that Jason Becroft, 32, of Ithaca, passed away on our ride Saturday.  I was watching as his wife was pacing around him, trying to get him back.  The desperation in her tone as she was yelling, “Jason, stay with me!  Jason!”  was something that I never, ever wanted to hear.

May the Gods bless his wife and two children through this difficult time.  I can’t imagine the pain that something so unexpected has caused to the entire community of Ithaca, in the name of a good cause.

I know it sounds corny, but talk to your loved one tonight.  Tell them how much you love them.  Because something like that can happen at any moment – and even in the best of hands, there isn’t always something that can be done.

Keep Jason Becroft’s memory close in your heart tonight, and his wife Jocelyn, his two children Evan and Stella in your prayers.

Allelopathic Spirituality?

Well guys, you know I’m knee deep in school right now.  At this moment, trying to convince myself to do some homework.  Yet, i thought I would throw out this thought:  In plants, many exude defensive chemicals which inhibit the growth of other plants of different species around them.  These allelopathic chemicals work to provide the host plant with room to grow, and defend from invaders which may do ill to them.

Do we have spiritual allelopathic methods?  Are they conscious actions/techniques that we perform to keep safe?  And by we, i mean EVERY human being.  Christian, Atheist, Pagan, and in between.  This question is one of spiritual dynamics, and not of personal belief systems.

What happens if our allelopathic spiritual system malfunctions?  Does it ever do more harm than good for us?

Can we influence our allelopathic spiritual system?

Curious thoughts.