Taboo and mystique walk hand in hand. If something is taboo and forbidden then of course it gets whispered about and a certain mystique starts to grow around it. The more we are told that we shouldn’t want something then the more we want it. What is it like to get scourged? Oh, I shouldn’t want to know because it’s painful. Pain shouldn’t cause me pleasure. My patron God shouldn’t make my knees weak and my vagina wet. What if the thought of your God does make you wet while you’re getting scourged in ritual? Is that not an act of love and pleasure and therefore the most meaningful kind of worship?
The “Charge of the Goddess” teaches us not only about acts of love and pleasure, but it also teaches us about inner mysteries. If you can’t find what you’re looking for within yourself you will never find it outside of yourself. If the thought of a blood rite doesn’t make you feel swimmy headed and wonderful while you’re planning your handfasting, then it probably won’t when it actually happens.
Personally, I think some taboo associated with the topics touched upon in this blog may be appropriate. It certainly does heighten the mystique. But also some things are not suitable in a family situation. It just depends on you, your beliefs, your partner(s), and your group(s).
However, beware of too much mystique. If something is built up beyond imagining, then the real thing will never measure up. How are you going to feel if the pig doesn’t go down easy and you have to shoot your sacrifice three times? It happens because it’s real. If you’re easily disappointed when mystiques get shattered, then perhaps some of these taboos should take place in an inner or astral temple. As anyone who works with these wonderfully imaginative religious places can tell you, the mystique rarely falls short of reality when you commune with the God and Goddess in your head.
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