On my first post, A Tale of Mythology and Paganism, I shared the story of the day I refused to confess my sins to a priest. Why should I tell anyone—other than my dearest friend—my deepest secrets? I was eleven for goodness sake. I didn’t have any secrets! My body, on the other hand, was a never-ending field of mystery.
I wanted to get in touch with my deeper self, so I explored my body’s mysteries. Until I found out that according to my priest’s teachings, my exploration could send me to a place of eternal torment. In one day, a healthy preadolescent curiosity morphed into a state of absolute horror, which barely allowed me to bathe without feeling guilt. That bizarre outlook on sexuality made me question the foundation of my former belief system.
I didn’t want to follow a spiritual path that turned healthy sexual curiosity into something filthy. So can you imagine my happiness when I stumbled into Paganism? I told myself, “Finally, a religion of sexual gods!”
In Paganism, sexuality is viewed as something beautiful; an act so precious that it is used to honor the gods. Pagan gods approve—even encourage—safe consensual sex between mature adults.
In What Is The Great Rite? And What Is Ritual Sex? Patti Wingington, a Wiccan who has practiced her craft for over two decades, explained that some Pagans revere the divine by having sexual intercourse or implying the sexual act during ritual. She also said that for many Wiccans and Pagans, sexual intercourse wasn’t a ritual necessity. Peter Nash, another follower of the Wiccan tradition, saw things a bit differently. His article The Great Rite suggested that actual intercourse was “crucial to the Craft, as the sex act itself is the central theme of polarity, that most essential concept of the Wiccan religion.”
Would you like the opinion of an Eclectic Witch? I hope you do because I’m giving it to you. I believe that safe consensual sex between mature adults is the gods’ ultimate gift to those who can welcome its delights. How else would one explain the wondrous feeling that lingers in one’s soul, after a satisfying sexual experience? Or that almost ethereal sensation that makes everything in the world look pretty and perfect, right before one passes out?
I’ve never witnessed or participated in any form of public ritual sexual intercourse. Nevertheless, every time I make love to my partner, I honor the gods by enjoying their great gift to the fullest. I have nothing against Pagans who believe in the essentiality of The Great Rite, on the contrary, more power to them—literally, according to Peter Nash. But it wouldn’t work for me. The same goes for skyclad celebrations; sexual ritual would be too distracting for me. I wouldn’t be able to honor the gods properly, if I knew there were people waiting for me to be done. I don’t know about you, but I always want to give my best. And sex where I have to stay lucid after the deed is done, wouldn’t fit the “my best” category.
How do you feel about ritual sex? Would you do it? Have you ever witnessed or participated in ritual sex, such as The Great Rite? If you have, and decide to honor us with a brief description of the ritual, please don’t be explicit. Pagan Culture is not behind an adult content advisory and I would hate to have to delete anyone’s comment.