Never Grow Tired

[Angrboda]

I wonder how, if at all, the world feels different to you without a sense of connection to a deity (assuming, perhaps incorrectly, that you had one).

The strange thing is that I don't feel all that different. I've always sort of lived in two worlds, the theist and the atheist, so there isn't really any newness. I've always been sympathetic to the religious impulse, and I still am. I've also always been sympathetic to the atheist position as well. Nothing much has changed in the way I view religion. I just no longer could maintain my own religious impulse in the face of the contradictions within myself that I saw. I still have artwork depicting Kali on the walls. And my necklaces with images of the goddess hang where they've always hung. I haven't stopped being moved by the artwork, but the necklaces no longer have any magic in them. I have no desire to put them on.