My UU minister brought up the topic of respect a few weeks ago, saying that it went further than tolerance. I’d like to examine this subject up close. First, a couple of definitions (from The American Heritage Dictionary of the English Language, New College Edition, 1976): tolerance: The capacity for or practice of allowing or… Continue reading The difference between tolerance and respect
On NPR’S Hidden Brain, an episode called “Creating God” offers a different explanation for why religion arose. Both believers and atheists will find this insightful.
Yesterday had started innocently enough. I had dreamt about an old high school teacher and wondered if he was still alive. Notable in my brain was a previous time I had dreamt about an old high school teacher, done an Internet search and discovered that she had passed a month prior. The one I had… Continue reading When someone you knew turns out to be a child sexual abuser
Originally posted on The Twisted Rope:
Earlier this summer I found myself mulling over Wep Ronpet and the yearly execrations that most of us perform for that holiday — specifically as it relates to ma’at. I’ve read in several places over the years that whenever you remove isfet from the world, you should seek to…
I couldn’t figure out how to reblog this a second time, so I copied and pasted into a new blog post. Happy holidays and spread the love. I was doing rite to Hathor, the Lady of Love, today (i.e. December 16, 2016), and something came to me. Maybe it isn’t earth-shattering, but I wanted to… Continue reading The real reason for the season
Dua Aset, Great and Gracious Mother, Who gave me strength and healing and light, Thank You for being with me in my most difficult hour. Thank You for saving us from the hurricane, For helping me do what needed to be done. I know You always say, “Find your strength [within you],” but You… Continue reading A prayer to certain Netjeru
Today, the day you’re reading this, makes the 70th day since my best friend took her own life. Okay, maybe by some definitions she wasn’t my BEST friend. Did I call her every night with my troubles? No. Did she call me every night with hers? No. It had been at least 18… Continue reading 70 days since my best friend killed herself