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witchscauldronMy What, Now?
I don't think I really have any aspirations. I don't think I need to covet anything higher than I already have, and I certainly don't have some grand ambition in my future. I'm fairly well content with what I've got.
Whether that's because I've accepted the reality of life with lowered expectations, or because I genuinely don't have any greater desires, remains to be seen. Pessimism is just pragmatism turned sour. I keep going, hoping I haven't turned completely sour yet.
The Future
Paganism will keep going, I think, much as it has. There's always going to be dabblers, there's always going to be attention whores and divas, and there's always going to be the quiet traditions maintaining themselves farther under the surface. Whether or not it ever becomes more than a loose handful of groups scattered around, and wandering individuals in between - well, I couldn't even guess.
