Surreal moment today:
Two adorable and earnest Mormon missionaries came to my house this afternoon. They asked if I had a minute to hear about Jesus Christ.
I think I blinked a couple of times and smiled, and said "well, that's unlikely to work well for me because I'm a Witch."
One of them blinked back at me and said I've never heard of that what does that mean exactly?
So I said it means that Jesus Christ is not one of my gods, that I work with Brigid and Hestia, and other gods in the Celtic and Greek pantheons, and that I am a pantheist. I wonder if they're going to have to go and look up what it means to be a pantheist!
They offered me to do some chores around the house if I wanted them to, because they like to help out, but I just smiled and said "I appreciate the offer but thanks anyway, fellas." I might've wished them a happy New year. The shorter one blinked at me some more and looked a little bit like I hit him with a frying pan but I swear I did nothing of the kind, and didn't even want to.
After I shut the door I did squeeeeeeeee through the house, I'm actually really proud of myself. Clear, calm, polite, and mildly educational was the goal, and I did that.
Not bad for someone who used to have social anxiety about opening the door to strangers.
Two adorable and earnest Mormon missionaries came to my house this afternoon. They asked if I had a minute to hear about Jesus Christ.
I think I blinked a couple of times and smiled, and said "well, that's unlikely to work well for me because I'm a Witch."
One of them blinked back at me and said I've never heard of that what does that mean exactly?
So I said it means that Jesus Christ is not one of my gods, that I work with Brigid and Hestia, and other gods in the Celtic and Greek pantheons, and that I am a pantheist. I wonder if they're going to have to go and look up what it means to be a pantheist!
They offered me to do some chores around the house if I wanted them to, because they like to help out, but I just smiled and said "I appreciate the offer but thanks anyway, fellas." I might've wished them a happy New year. The shorter one blinked at me some more and looked a little bit like I hit him with a frying pan but I swear I did nothing of the kind, and didn't even want to.
After I shut the door I did squeeeeeeeee through the house, I'm actually really proud of myself. Clear, calm, polite, and mildly educational was the goal, and I did that.
Not bad for someone who used to have social anxiety about opening the door to strangers.
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I am pretty proud of that work I did there.
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It did feel like rolling a 20 for Charisma and I had a much better than normal verbal improvisation, which was also just very squeeful!
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