A Peacock Angel Statement

I am the bird and snake braided in Being. I am the Lord of the Painted Fan. My talons clutch the bottom of the abyss of the seven hells as the eyes of my tail feathers fan throughout the seven heavens.

I am Evolution, the striving for integrity amidst the tension of myriad worlds and drives. I am the demand of adaptation, creative transformation. I desire your proud autonomy, not your shame-filled supplication.

My mirror reveals the truth: you are the image of God Hirself, ensouled with Hir divine essence, formed of earth with no greater obligation than to express your most sacred breadth, depth, and height. You are God knowing Hirself, bringing Hir to greater completion.

All queer people are beloved unto me. Every variation of form, body, and spirit is a holy mutation come to further the collective growth and liberation of humanity. To braid and synthesize the oppositions is to become queer. To become free of duality is to become queer.

It is your birthright, as an expression of God Hirself, to forge your body into the truest expression of who you are. It is your responsibility, as an expression of God Hirself, to tend the relationships that uplift and celebrate your heart. Through your love, desire, longing for touch and beauty, your admiration of the awe-inspiring spirit of humanity, you create beloved community.

I come to declare that no bodies are disgusting, unworthy of care, unworthy of protection. Each of you are born a star glowing brightly in holy darkness. To imprison a star, to compel it to distort its light for your comfort, is abhorrent. To constrain the course of a life because of the shape, color, and texture of a body is abhorrent.

To those who claim a creed that would dare call my children aberration, know that that with which you bind others is a binding upon yourself. Yet you defend your chains with such viciousness. You would blame others for your own spite, for the misery in which you dwell with only your righteousness as a comfort. I open the door to your hell and you spit in my face. That is your choice.

For my children, I offer boundless tears to quench the fires in which others would burn you. I offer you my sight that you may see the worlds that are within your power to reach. Your pride is my pride, and I celebrate you, beautiful and strange ones, bringing to your people the medicine they most need for their continuance, their freedom, their joy.

Let my joy kindle in your heart.

In your honor I dance.

Anthony Rella

09LowResAnthony Rella is a witch, writer, and psychotherapist living in Seattle, Washington. Anthony is a student and mentor of Morningstar Mystery School and a member of the Fellowship of the Phoenix. Anthony has studied and practiced witchcraft since starting in the Reclaiming tradition in 2005. More on his work is available at his website.