Costumes, identity, and love

I’ve been debating about it for a while, but I give up: I’m going to blog about social issues, and maybe even (gasp!) politics. I’m already writing about religion. I might as well include the other untouchable subject. And then mix them, just for fun!

Seriously, though, I believe that my religion affects my everyday life. My awareness of and relationship with Deity, especially my belief that Deity is immanent in every one of us, has serious implications for how I live. I think we, as Pagans and Wiccans, need to be having conversations about that, although far be it from me to exclude or snub someone based on disagreeing with me over politics! I’ll also try, hard, not to let this space get bogged down with too much politics, or rants.

We just passed Samhain, a Sabbat for Wiccans but also a time that the population in general likes to dress up and have fun. One mother wrote about how her young son dressed as Daphne, from Scooby Doo, for Halloween, and how other mothers at his preschool pitched fits over it. First, I have to say that even if you believe crossdressing erodes a person’s moral fiber in a way that can’t be fixed with a few muffins from Trader Joe’s, that’s no excuse for being cruel to children. But more than that, I think the idea of costumes and malleable identity is something that Paganism, especially at Samhain, has to offer to the world.

Masks and costumes let us assume another identity for a while; they also help us understand that how we present ourselves every day is full of choices. There’s some great academic work about how clothing and fashion are a form of theater – the theater of the body. It’s an interface through which we interact with others. And yes, that interface is a place where we perform our gender, where we conform, or not, to the constructed gender norms of our culture. (I’ll skip the intro to the theory of gender as a performance – if anybody wants it, let me know.)

One of the major tasks of childhood ought to be trying on identity in order to find the right fit, and the Goddess knows that many aspects of this continue throughout life. Costume is one of the wonderful ways to explore that precisely because it’s not “real.” It’s assumed by everybody to be outside the realms of normal behavior, so it’s a safer space to experiment. There’s a long history of things like this, including the Feast of Fools and other ways that “unallowable” behavior gets allowed. Renaissance Faires are one of the great examples of this today, I’d argue – but that’s another post. I will say that I agree with some of the Feri practitioners who see it as part of their role to inhabit the boundary spaces, to play with paradox, and to explore those bounds. Not because all boundaries are bad, but because we ought to be using the right ones – and we won’t know what the right ones are, individually or culturally, unless we explore, and examine them.

In particular, we as Wiccans do identity exploration a lot! Taking part in ritual drama, especially one where the power alluded to is invoked into the individual, is a common act in Wicca. We also often engage in trance experiences or other kinds of “possession,” even if it’s usually not as full-fledged as a practitioner of, say, Santeria might experience. (Note I am not saying that this kid was channeling the imaginary spirit of a cartoon character.) The ability to share in or temporarily take on another identity is a common way that we interact with Deity and spirits. This process of being someone else for a while has important social and religious functions, and that’s why it’s gotten carried along in secular Halloween. Understanding that process deeply is one of the things Wicca has to offer to the larger culture.

More than that, though, it’s important ethically. I believe in an immanent Deity, manifest in all of us. You, me, the boy wearing the orange wig, his mom, and yes, the other mothers who were so weirded out by the whole thing that they said unkind things to his mother. If you and I are connected, on some spiritual level, then what happens to you happens, in some sense, to me. Therefore it’s important – no, I’ll go further – it’s vital that I am able to imagine what being you is like, because if what I do hurts you, I am, in a significant sense, hurting myself. An immanent Deity connecting all of us implies that empathy – or at the very, very least a strong sympathy – is at the very heart of ethical thought and action. If I don’t know or can’t imagine even a tiny bit what it’s like to wear a dress, or worse, I don’t care, then my ability to act ethically is going to be impaired. As, obviously, the people who made this kid uncomfortable were impaired.

And for the record, that kid totally rocked the orange wig in a way that I never could. I’m impressed!

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About Literata

Literata is a Wiccan priestess and writer. She edited Crossing the River: An Anthology in Honor of Sacred Journeys, and her poetry, rituals, and nonfiction have appeared in works such as Mandragora, Unto Herself, and Anointed as well as multiple periodicals. Literata has presented rituals and workshops at Sacred Space conference, Fertile Ground Gathering, and other mid-Atlantic venues. Literata offers healing and divination services as well as customized life-cycle rituals. She is currently completing her doctoral dissertation in history with the support of her husband and four cats.
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