Hi and welcome. I’ve contemplated doing a blog for a while now, but wondered if I had anything useful to say. We’ll find out together.

My Twitter bio says I’m “part atheist, part Kemetic.” I’ve been this way for some time, really, sometimes secular, sometimes religious. It’s very situational. Is that a bad thing? Maybe, maybe not.

With many things I’m secular. Separation of church and state is a thing for me. I don’t want anyone to impose their beliefs on me, nor do I wish to impose my beliefs on others. It’s better for everyone this way. Some don’t agree. That’s okay. Last time I checked, it was a free country. Problem is, it won’t stay free if the anti-separationists have their way. The fact that they don’t see that puzzles me.

The latest thing I’m fuming about concerns my membership in Toastmasters. I’ve been a member for two years now, but for various reasons I’m still working on my Competent Communicator award. It’s okay – I go at my own pace; plus, there are other members in my club who have to speak too. So I spoke yesterday on gender equality in ancient Egypt – two subjects that are near and dear to my heart. Turns out I was proselytizing, a little bit, but I wouldn’t have thought that too big a deal – after all, who could argue with equality in 2015? Well, my evaluator, for one. He wrote in my Competent Communication manual that I was “assuming everyone equal when not all created equal.” Really? Wow.

See, in Toastmasters, we’re supposed to be keeping religion out of it. So what was that all about, really? And it’s not like this guy shouldn’t have known better; he’s a Distinguished Toastmaster (the highest award you can get; takes years to achieve). I’ve already posted about this on Facebook, so if you’ve read my tirade, sorry to bore you. But it seemed pertinent to my theme to mention it here also.

My religion, in particular, is very situational and I’m not sure that that’s a good thing. We have a missing cat right now – we normally have four cats in the house, but we’re temporarily down to three. Of course, the one we named Frodo is the one that’s gone missing. I’ve wanted to pray to Bastet ever since he ran off; what’s keeping me from doing that? I’m not sure, but it seems that if I only turn to the gods when I need them, then that’s kind of selfish and means my faith isn’t real. Not that I haven’t seen people (my parents, for instance) turn to their faith in times of trouble.

Hence the name of my blog. There’s a battle being waged within me between religion and atheism. Which one will win? Time will tell.

That’s all I have for now. Your comments are welcome.