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Welcome to The Rainbow Connection. As this is our debut column I would Like to take this time to give a little insight as to what The rainbow Connection is. The Rainbow Connection column is going to focus on some of the issues that Gay Pagans have to deal with by being gay and pagan in today’s society.

I will begin by saying that life is not easy when you are considered an outcast by society but when you have two or three marks against you life is sometimes very difficult. Being a pagan can have negative effects on people of other religions but being gay on top of that can be even more negative because of the misconceptions that straight people have about homosexuality. In this column I want to clarify some of the misconceptions and try to build a bridge of tolerance. We do not want special rights or to be treated any different because of our sexual or religious orientation. What we are seeking is to be understood and respected as human beings.

Most religions do not see homosexuality as something positive but, rather something sinful and disgusting and that all homosexuals are going to hell. These religions we are all perverts and child molesters and fornicators and our whole life is set around sex, sex, sex. I don’t want to name any one religion because there are to many to name but in my opinion they are wrong, wrong, wrong. How can a religion preach one thing and do another. Most religions base themselves on love thy neighbor, do unto others as you would have them do unto you, do not judge another, etc, etc. But they do the opposite of their teachings and call people who are different, sinners and they judge what they do not understand.

I have been out of the closet about being gay for about three years now and out of the broom closet for about 10 years or so. To most people that know me for years always figured that I was weird or crazy because I seem to always do things in extremes, I’m a Scorpio, after all, so bite me. I think I’m eccentric, not crazy so I have never had any serious problems about being openly gay and pagan. I have heard people say that they have experienced hate crimes but I cannot say that I have. I believe that people who hate on others that are different do so because they do not understand something that is different and instead of taking the time to understand each other in a peaceful manner, they seem to lean towards hate.

I recently read an article that said that homosexuals were mentally ill and that we were less than human and that we were harmful to family. In this article, the author stated that many religions believed this to be true about homosexuals and the gay lifestyle. I would like to state that I did not know most of the teachings of the religions in the article, but I do know a bit about the Rosicrucians and what was stated about them was completely false. So I want to clear up some of the misconceptions that seem to be more falsehoods than truths.

First of all, I want to make it clear that there are good gay people and there are bad gay people just as there are good straight people and bad straight people. Mental illness has nothing to do with being gay. Being gay is something that comes from within, its just a different way to love someone. Our hearts beat the same way , our blood flows the same way, and we love with the purest hearts in the same way. So what is it that makes us such a threat? We are not any less human than straight people are and yet we are second class citizens who society sees fit to belittle at the drop of a pin. We deserve the right to be equal and we deserve the right to marry whom we love and raise our children in a loving atmosphere. Most gay people have children and have families. My chosen family consist of my friends all of whom are gay and family orientated. Most of us are gay mothers and grandmothers and the gay men that are in our lives are surrogate fathers and grandfathers to our children. We are a well round group of people who respect each other and love each other as family. We all have the fact that we are pagan and gay in common. We all have jobs and hobbies and enjoy life. A public official somewhere said that Gay people have the right to marry who they want because we have the right to be miserable too.

Loving someone of the same sex is not an abomination as most religious dogmas believe, its just another form of love that’s all.

After all, The Goddess herself says that all acts of love and merriment are her ritual.



I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided

 in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because

nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight

through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long

before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because

they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into

 the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares

of being taken away from the two fathers who are the

only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that

 left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will

probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before
graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up

on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom

for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom

I should use if I want to avoid getting the management

called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit

the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says

 I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support

 system grow suddenly cold and distant when they
found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support

 system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I

grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to

teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me

as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much
better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because

 I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.