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Atheism tends to get a bad rap when compared to other religions, but that's just the thing about atheism: it isn’t a religion at all. The Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines atheism as “a lack of belief or a strong disbelief in the existence of a god or any gods”. And it is just that the lack of a belief, or in simpler terms, the lack of a religion.


To a lot of religious people, saying you are an atheist tends to bring about very negative reactions. To some people, they would imagine an atheist as a devil-worshipper who goes out of their way to destroy their relationship with their god. But that isn’t the case in any sense, that disbelief in a god would also mean a disbelief in the devil.


A common misconception of atheists is that, without religion, where are they going to get their morals from, and what is going to stop them from murder? For atheists, those morals come from other places, and they’re able to remain good people. Just like how there are people who do bad things in the name of God, there can be good people who do good just for themselves and the people around them.


In America, there tends to be this assumption of religion on everyone, even though the separation of the church and state is supposed to exist. While countries like China exist with a larger majority of their populations being atheists. There is a way for both religious countries to exist, like the Vatican City, and non-religious countries to exist in tandem, like Sweden or Japan.


There is another connected term that often fits a lot of people, that word being agnostic. It is broadly defined by the Merriam-Webster Dictionary as “one who is not committed to believing in either the existence or the nonexistence of God or any gods”. Being agnostic is a term that isn’t as well-known as atheism, but there are surely a lot more people out there who would personally connect with the word.


Another aspect of being agnostic comes from the viewpoint that the status of a higher power is unknown and will likely stay unknown. To some, there is comfort in not knowing, and there is no desire to dive deeper than what we are living with.


There can be a variety of reasons a person would identify as agnostic or an atheist. Just as people can inherit their religions from their families, people can be born into families without religion. Another pretty common way is when people who inherit religions from their families can start to branch away from that and decide it isn’t for them anymore. Religion can be a very divisive subject, and for some people, there can be a lot of trauma attached to it. Atheism, for some, is putting that past behind them.


A lot of people tend to view atheism as an attack against religion, when that isn’t the reality at all. It is its own concept that is focused on the absence of something. You won’t find atheists gathering in buildings and making plans on how to dismantle global religion. It is just something people are or become, or even no longer identify with.


Growing up religious, not believing in God was something that never would have crossed my mind. But as I grew up in the church, I started to question my relationship with God and religion in general. I eventually came to the conclusion that it just wasn’t for me. When asked about my religion, I usually answer “non-religious”. This term is great for me because, although I don’t feel a personal connection to any god, I do believe in the people who believe. 


That’s what it all boils down to, personal choice, personal faith. Some take solace in their God and their religion, while others find ways without. All ways are completely valid.

This past Summer, I had the opportunity to complete a fellowship with The Women’s Institute of Historic Hudson Valley. In my application, I proposed a research project and explained how I planned to use the library’s archives and resources to support it. I initially set out to study the medical practices that enslaved women in the Hudson Valley incorporated into their daily lives. However, what began as a focused project quickly expanded into a series of interconnected ideas.




In the paper I wrote, I examined the herbal knowledge enslaved women carried with them from their homelands and how they adapted that knowledge to an unfamiliar landscape with unfamiliar plants. While working through the stack of books given to me for this research, one text in particular stood out: Working the Roots: Over 400 Years of Traditional African American Healing by Michele E. Lee. The book compiles interviews with African American healers and documents traditional medicines and remedies passed down through generations.


Chapter 9 caught my attention most, as it explored conjuring and hoodoo remedies. In another article I wrote: From Communion to Questions My Shift Away from Catholicism, I reflected on growing up Catholic and eventually letting go of my religious identity after completing my confirmation. Since then, I haven’t identified with any organized religion; the only spiritual practice I have consistently kept is manifestation. At the same time, I have been on a personal journey to learn more about my West African roots. My fellowship offered the perfect opportunity to explore hoodoo and voodoo/vodou, not only for my project, but for myself. One of the first questions I had was: What exactly is the difference between hoodoo, voodoo, and vodou?


Voodoo originated in West Africa, particularly among the Fon and Ewe peoples in regions that are now Benin, Ghana, Nigeria, Togo, and Guinea. Enslaved Africans brought it to the Americas, especially Haiti, where it blended with Catholicism to form Haitian Vodou (note the difference in spellings, as ‘Voodoo’ is used in New Orleans, and ‘Vodou’ is in regard to the Haitian religion). Followers of Haitian Vodou believe in an unknowable supreme creator, Bondye (from the French Bon Dieu, “good god”), while priests and priestesses communicate with Loa, spirits that mediate between humans and Bondye.


The three main families of Loa—Rada, Petro, and Gede—serve distinct roles: Rada spirits are calm and benevolent, Petro are fierce and powerful, and Gede, often associated with zombies, represent the dead who obey the living. According to the Universal Life Church, the concept of zombies in Haitian Vodou emerged as a spiritual means for enslaved people to cope with the “deadness of being a slave,” reflecting Vodou’s role as a force of endurance and resilience.



Hoodoo, however, is a mix of Indigenous herbalism and European folk magic that emphasises the practical uses of magic for purposes such as healing or protection, and is not a formal religion like Vodou. Hoodoo also blends different religions into its traditions, and often calls upon Roman Catholic saints, as some hoodoo practitioners consider themselves catholics who believe in both catholic saints and African gods.


Hoodoo was developed in the American South, as enslaved Africans carried their spiritual knowledge across the Atlantic out of necessity and faith. Practitioners of hoodoo often use materials such as roots (hence hoodoo also being known as rootwork), herbs, crystals, animal parts, and sometimes even bodily fluids for ritual purposes. Hoodoo also may reference religious texts such as the bible, or more specifically, the Book of Psalms, for help from saints or others to guide the use of roots or other talismans as a part of the ceremony. 


One deity–or god–of hoodoo I especially became interested in was John the Conqueror, also known as High John the Conqueror. As detailed by Lee in her book, before the name was associated with the medicinal plant, it evolved in the African slave trade and the enslavement of African people in America. Stories often depicted High John as an African prince who was captured and put into slavery, but outsmarted his enslavers through cunning and nerve. It is said that when he was supposed to leave earth, he left his powers in the root of the Ipomea Jalapa plant, so that whenever used, his powers could be accessed by those with knowledge and faith to invoke his spirit.




This is the same plant that Fredrick Douglass, an American social reformer, abolitionist, and writer born into slavery, was given by the enslaved conjurer, Sandy Jenkins, for protection against slaveholders. He later escaped from his life of slavery. High John is said to provide protection, good luck in love and money, to command any situation, and is also used for success in court cases.


The presence of spiritual practices in African and African-American communities illustrates how traditions evolved under the weight of displacement and enslavement. Vodou preserved a structured religious framework rooted in West African cosmology and shaped by Haitian Catholic influences, while Hoodoo developed as a flexible, practice-based system that drew on African, Indigenous, and European knowledge. One key takeaway from my research was that these traditions and practices offered–and continue to offer more than belief; they provide strategies for healing, protection, and endurance.


Despite their depth and complexity, hoodoo and voodoo/vodou are often misunderstood. One of the most persistent misconceptions about voodoo/vodou, in particular, is that it is based on devil-worship or human sacrifice. This narrative has been amplified by sensationalized media portrayals. A notable example is The Princess and the Frog. Set in New Orleans, the film depicts Dr. Facilier, a voodoo priest, as the villain who uses his spiritual practices to manipulate and harm others. The Loa he communicates with are even portrayed as sinister forces. Although the film was groundbreaking for presenting Disney’s first Black princess, it still reinforces negative stereotypes about voodoo in subtle but harmful ways.



In response to these misconceptions, it felt important to highlight what hoodoo/voodoo/vodou are, and what they are not:


What It Is:

-A system of spiritual, herbal, and ritual practices rooted in African traditions.

-Practices that combine ancestral knowledge, ritual, and natural elements.

-A tool for survival, resilience, and resistance, historically providing enslaved Africans with ways to protect themselves and care for their communities in times of extreme oppression.

-A living, evolving tradition that continues to influence African American culture, contemporary spirituality, wellness practices, music, art, and community rituals today.

-A source of empowerment and community cohesion where social bonds, support networks, and collective identity are formed.


What It Isn’t:

-Devil-worship or inherently evil.

-Synonymous with human sacrifice.

-A cartoonish or ‘magical curse’ system as often depicted in movies and television.

-A monolithic tradition–practices vary by region, community, and individual practitioners.

-Inherently tied to misfortune or malevolent magic–it includes healing, protection, and positive intention.

-Superstition–these practices involve complex knowledge systems and should be coherent and purposeful.




The misrepresentation of hoodoo, voodoo, and vodou in popular culture often obscures the resilience, knowledge, and creativity embedded in these traditions.


My research this summer became more than an academic project; it became a way to engage deeply with the histories and practices that shaped African diasporic survival. From exploring herbal medicine and rootwork to learning about hoodoo and voodoo/vodou, I witnessed how knowledge was preserved, adapted, and carried forward despite enormous hardship.


This work not only expanded my understanding of history but also connected to my own journey with ancestry, spirituality, and self-expression. By uncovering these stories and challenging misconceptions, I hope to honor the ingenuity and endurance of those who came before me, and to carry lessons of care, resilience, and empowerment into my own work.

I was born and raised in the south, in a small-ish town in Upstate South Carolina. A place too big to be a true small town, but too small to describe it any other way. If you’re from here or somewhere similar, you know exactly what it’s like. If you’re not, let me paint you a picture.


I grew up with a church around every corner, the same classmates from 1st to 12th grade, surrounded by cows and farmland. My childhood was spent running around barefoot in a cul-de-sac and eating honeysuckles at recess. Whenever I leave home, I find that people have a lot more misconceptions than I thought.


Some say we’re too rigid and beyond help. I met a woman in California who, after learning we were from South Carolina, began to rant about our “regressive state government.” I even had a professor look at me with serious concern and say my state was only getting “worse and worse.”


Others are too idealistic. They imagine romantic depictions of southern belles in flowy ball gowns like Scarlett O’Hara. They think of slow living, traditional family values, and call it God’s country.




My experience has been somewhere in the middle. For example, I’ve absolutely gotten fresh eggs from my friend’s chickens and talked to strangers like I’ve known them for years. But we also have questionable roads and infrastructure, (why are there no streetlights?) and a lot of people that are resistant to change of any kind.


Like anywhere, the south is full of different people and walks of life. We don’t agree on everything, but it always seemed like loving God and loving America were the two most important things you could do. This lyric from “Small Town Southern Man,” by Alan Jackson, sums it up perfectly: “And he bowed His head to Jesus / And he stood For Uncle Sam.” 


My whole life, it seemed like that‘s what everyone did: love God and love America. As I’ve seen more of the world outside my home, the more I wonder what people do when God and America contradict each other.





A few months ago I was driving home and saw a house with a sign that said God, Guns, & Country. Kind of like “live, laugh, love.”


My first thought was, at least they put God first! My second thought was, what does God have to do with guns?


For me, it was so strange to see guns right next to God. I don’t think they have anything to do with each other, but just a few miles away someone thought it was important enough to put up a sign for the world to see. It made me think about how easy it is to believe in something when you attach God to it.


I think that’s why Christianity and the south are so intertwined. It’s hard to separate church and state in the minds of people who have learned that you can’t have one without the other.


Take the name “God’s country.” It implies a place that belongs to God, where He is always present. Essentially Heaven on Earth. To some, the south is just that. A place of freedom where Christianity is the norm.


But the same place one person calls God’s country actually represents injustice and unspeakable violence to someone else. In their eyes God couldn’t possibly be present in such a place.


It doesn't matter what side you’re on, it’s nearly impossible to go anywhere in the south without being reminded of its terrible history. I remember driving to the beach and the GPS took me to a road called Plantation Drive! I wasn’t seeking it out, I was just on vacation!


I was taught that God loves everyone, but the south hasn’t always done that. It wasn’t long ago when the Bill of Rights wasn’t applied to everyone here, so it’s hard to say that everything we do has God’s constant stamp of approval. 


How can this be God’s country when it contradicts what I was taught about God?


There is nothing wrong with being proud of where you’re from, and there is certainly nothing wrong with thanking God for it. But I think there should always be room for nuance. Nothing is entirely black and white. 


The south is not fully good or bad. It is simply a region of man-made borders with as many flaws as it has merits, there’s beautiful moments in our history and dark moments.






The same goes for Christianity. It has been used as a tool for control in one way or another, not just in the south, and not just in America. But it can also produce good. My journey with my faith has been very freeing, but at the same time, I’ve had plenty of hard times. (And a lot of those happened in church!)

My faith has influenced me in so many ways, from how I see the world to how I treat others. Still, I know my way of life isn’t the only one, and I don’t think it’s the only one God cares about.


From what I grew up hearing, it seemed like God was always on “our” side, that this was God’s country and if you didn’t like it you could leave! But I don’t think it’s that cut and dry.


I have no problem with someone who believes in God, owns a gun, or loves America. But I do have a problem when someone believes God only represents their country and their way of life. It’s a slippery slope to Christian nationalism when people act as if America can do no wrong and that God co-signed the Constitution Himself.


There’s an episode of The Twilight Zone (1959-1964) called “Still Valley,” that demonstrates my point.


In the episode a Confederate soldier comes to a town occupied by Union soldiers. When he sneaks in, he sees they are all completely frozen, unable to move or talk. He meets an old man who says they can’t move because he cast a spell on them using a book of witchcraft. But the spells don’t work unless the caster pledges allegiance to Satan and denounces the name of God. Then the old man chooses the soldier as the next person to have control over the book. 

At first, he plans to use the book to defeat the Union army, and the other Confederate soldiers agree with him eager for a leg up in the war. But when he realized he would have to denounce God, he refused to do it. 


He couldn’t denounce the name of God but was totally willing to fight and die for states’ right to own slaves. Which obviously contradicts that same God.

I had an epiphany watching that episode because it’s the perfect picture of what happens when you don’t evaluate your beliefs but still claim that God is on your side and no one else’s. You will be able to justify anything because you’re using God for your own cause, even the most unjust of causes.




Our laws haven’t always reflected the standards set in the Bible, and mixing the two requires that legality determines what Christians believe, not what the Bible actually says. And we all know just because something is legal doesn’t mean God is behind it.


I think it’s dangerous to blindly idolize the South and use Christianity to justify it. It’s a slippery slope to Christian nationalism, which merges the Bible and the Constitution into one belief that props up certain people over others, and claims that God approves.


I think the beauty of the South is hidden behind the hypocrisy of what we say and what we do. But I’m proud of my home and I haven’t given up on it. 


I hope one day people will see the South the way I do: not completely perfect, but not hopeless either.

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