You don’t believe

Occasionally I’m asked how I reconcile being both a physicist and a Wiccan. My answer is long and I think most people find it tedious. But in today’s Writer’s Almanac, I learned that William Blake expressed it much more succinctly:

You don’t believe

by William Blake

You don’t believe — I won’t attempt to make ye.
You are asleep — I won’t attempt to wake ye.
Sleep on, sleep on, while in your pleasant dreams
Of reason you may drink of life’s clear streams
Reason and Newton, they are quite two things,
For so the swallow and the sparrow sings.
Reason says ‘Miracle’, Newton says ‘Doubt’.
Aye, that’s the way to make all Nature out:
Doubt, doubt, and don’t believe without experiment.
That is the very thing that Jesus meant
When he said: ‘Only believe." Believe and try,
Try, try, and never mind the reason why.

Looking for…

I continue to search for people who knew Isaac Bonewits. Please let me know if you know how to get in touch with any of the following people. If you can, please boost the signal, and/or copy this request to any appropriate mail groups and message boards. The URL of this post is

Ron Wright was an editor of Gnostica in the 1970s, and Isaac's immediate superior. Four years ago, Ron Wright was the head of Big Mountain Publishing in Montana. But that web site is now defunct, and he may have moved.

Robert C. Pennell wrote fantasy novels and songs with Isaac in (I think) the 1970s.

Gavin and Yvonne Frost are the organizers of the Church of Wicca, and were good friends of Isaac starting in the 70s.

Dana R Beard knew Isaac around 1977. She would be around 50 now.

Jennifer Edytha "Jeni" Carroll would be in her mid-40s now. She knew Isaac in the mid 1980s.

Edna Marie "Meghan" Probst would be in her mid-40s now. Again, she was in contact with Isaac in the mid 1980s.

I already know that some of these people are readily found on Facebook, but those that are have not responded to my messages. I'm looking for a way to contact any of them directly.


More gifts from the gods

Today I’m going to undergo a minor medical procedure that will affect my eyesight. I won’t be able to work for the rest of the day.

In two weeks, I’m going to have a diagnostic procedure that will become a feature of my life from now on, once a decade or so. The preparation for the procedure is messy, painful, and will take an entire day; I won’t be able to work that day either. I’ll have to miss work on the day of the procedure, because of the anesthesia; I won’t be able to drive for the entire day.

All of this medical attention is unpleasant, to put it mildly. I wish I didn’t have to do it.

But the alternatives are worse: blindness, or dying painfully as a friend of mine did.

So through it all I’ll thank the gods for giving me access to this medical care, and for having a job that gives me the insurance and the days off to receive it. It may be hard, but these are still gifts.