So, as long as I am in this mood of explaining the reasoning behind why I named some scents the way I did, I may as well continue with Heresy. What is heresy? What does it mean to be a heretic? I believe that in general, historically but in a different sense today, it means to be non-conform. To go ones own way. To be different. Unexpected. In history, heresy was to step outside the prescribed spiritual path, today it can be wanting a traditional nuclear family, not having a “proper” job, having different diet preferences, not having a cell phone or a TV, living off the grid, practicing magic or being religious. Wanting “other” things. Being different. We try so hard to fit in to hide the parts of us that we deem unsightly or weird, that we very often become only shells. But the world is full of individuals. Humanity is not a hive of uniform beings, “society” is not a different way of saying “homogeneous”. We are only same in that we are all unique, in one way or the other. So why should it be heretical to embrace that difference, uniqueness and nurture it, grow it, embrace it. Be a painter, a dog whisperer, a cat cuddler, a ceremonial magician or a lawyer. If you want to become anything, even a fire hydrant, go, and figure out a way to make that happen! What is the heresy? Squelching that personality, talent, need or desire and trying to be “same” in the sea of difference. Follow your bliss.
Beautifully said.