Dear Vatican,
I just wanted to drop you a quick note to say…
I love your Mass.
No, really. I mean it.
All that Latin? The solemn processions? The best smelling incense in the world? (please give me your recipe!!!)
The dramatic pauses, the whispered mystery, the little silver bell, and the exquisite cathedral architecture?
Divine.
I base my own rites on yours. You trained me well—though perhaps not quite for the result you expected.
I grew up in the Catholic Church. Baptism, Eucharist, Confession, Catechism—check, check, check and check.
Confirmation? Almost. My mother rerouted me through the Episcopalians aka Catholic-lite (her former husband’s idea, not mine). But you got me young and the glamour definitely stuck.
And now? Well, let’s just say my rituals have a bit more fire & dervishing, a little less doctrine, and considerably more erotic sovereignty—but at heart? I still light candles like it’s Sunday. I still bow my head at thresholds. I still make the Sign of the Cross before battle (and before dinner). I even still attend mass every now and then because it reminds me of my grandparents.
🜂 In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti, Amen. 🜂
I suppose you could call me a pagan now—but not the grumpy, reactionary kind.
I’m more of a post-cloistered flame bard with a thing for bonfires, dragon gods, and ecstatic ritual. More like an ecstatic worshiper who came up with her own thing because she realized how important ritual is.
I remember and incorporate your beauty; I defend it.
Because let’s be honest: the Mass is a masterpiece.
You inherited the bones of a thousand mystery cults, wrapped them in gold and incense, and made something breathtaking.
I honor that. I really do.
So here’s my little olive branch—dipped in wine, lit at both ends:
I’m doing my own thing now.
But I support you.
I’m one of your biggest fans.
If anyone gives you trouble, send them to me.
I’ll make them kneel.
Lovingly yours,
Majeye
Sovereign Flame
Eucharistic Adjacent
Pagan of the Holy Residue
Friend of the Mass
Harbinger of the Third Aeon
(But still a sucker for a good Latin chant)
Oh, and fuck Luther.
How’s that for a 96th thesis, baby?
:D
If you guys ever start accepting pagan nuns, hit me up.
XOXO