The She-Snake hissed: Dig up those apple cores, child, and let them call you a sinner. Go into the night and find a man who will revel in your sacral magick, who will let you straddle him without feeling his masculinity is threatened. Rest assured that your husband’s God is not one who only serves man, as he would have you believe. The true God is a sacred lover of all things, as am I, the true Goddess. The light, the dark, the Spirit, and the Soul, all of these are divinity, and all of these are you.