I dabbled in Wicca when I was in my early teens, progressed to obnoxious atheist in my late teens and twenties, and finally went "eh, who fucking cares?" somewhere in my late twenties and went full blown agnostic.
You can give these gods any name or super power you like. All are equally unprovable. For all I know, Tolkien was the only one who got it right. All hail Eru Ilúvatar.
Hecate and Athena and The Horned God and Bastet and Baphomet and Selene and Persephone and Odin - they're all awesome on their own, but none of them really do it for me. There's nothing wrong with them, I just don't see myself as they type of person who wants to drop to her knees and offer her eternal servitude for heavenly favors.
If I were going to worship anyone, it would be Lilith, but seeing how she herself rejected living in a garden paradise if it meant an eternity of being bossed around by a man who believed himself to be superior to her even though they were created as equals, I don't think she's the type of gal who would encourage worship from others.
So, I chose Sailor Moon.
Hear me out.
Sailor Moon is the very first manga I ever read from beginning to end that really touched me. Naoko Takeuchi's use of astrology and minerals and mythology drew me in wholly and completely, and I've been hopelessly in love with the series for well over 20 years now.
Sailor Moon is everything I could ever hope to be as a human being, even without the magical girl powers. She's taken up a huge chunk of my life, without ever demanding anything in return. She is good for the sake of being good, and that's it. I have yet to find a god or goddess who would be so self sacrificing.
She's a fictional character, but the things I love about her are very real to me.
And that is why I choose to keep her as my altar goddess.
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