At time of writing, we are just shy of 80% of our original goal of five-thousand dollars. While those of us behind this fundraiser received some words of scorn and contempt from a select few, the community’s response was almost entirely positive and solidly on the same page. Collectively, we condemned those that would murder in the name of their pettiness and their hatred, we reminded ourselves about the truth honor of Heathen spirituality, and we put politics aside in the name of respect and frith towards the families of those who were struck down.
There is nothing wrong with what we have done thus far, but I would love to see us finish what we started and complete our original goal. Not in the name of Heathens United, nor in the name of any national organization. Not in the name of a particular branch of philosophy or theology. I would love to see us come together, collectively, and do something that needs to be done simply because it needed to be done. In the name of Heathenry as each of us identifies it, our ancestors as we know them, and our communities as we celebrate them.
As I finished this request for additional support, I donated myself. I do not have much, but I can do without ten dollars worth of stuff to show those that grieve that their losses are respected, remembered, and honored. That those were killed were not forgotten with the changing of the news cycle and the next “big murderer”. A thousand dollars, dispersed amongst this community, is not nearly as great an amount as it seems. What this community can show with that gesture, however, is something that goes beyond my ability to describe.
If you can give, please do so. If you can’t give, at least spread the word. Either way you are building a legacy of action that your descendants will remember and toast to long after you’ve passed on. No one will remember us for how much we bickered and argued…but they will recall our generosity, our courage, and our honor.
Thank you for your time. Walk with your ancestors, and hail the Gods.