I was doing some genealogical research, reading from the front page of The Southern Whig.newspaper published January 3, 1850, in Athens, Georgia, when I came across an interesting article that is still painfully relevant today. The page was in very bad shape, missing the nameplate / top of the page. What remained was just a …
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The question before us now is how we will move forward, how we will rebuild collectives for common good, to build a constructive form of American Patriotism.
A history of our anthropology shows ever growing larger circles of cooperation. This will continue. The question is how fast and at what cost….
Feeling caught in a fight, compassion for all sides, amid passions and desires and divisions, trying to be present for all. Fearing that comfort offered to one party will appear as a threat to others. Where did we lose the Love? May we find our way to… …see our blind spots and the pain …
How can you say you Love your country if you have disdain for a large portion of your fellow citizens? How can we disagree with someone’s ideas or beliefs without hating who they are as a fellow human being? And what do we do about the disagreements? What if we feel threatened by the political …
Huffington Post interviewed two monastics at Plum Village. The message? Acting out of a place of anger does not help. People who are passionate about taking action should learn from the nonviolent approach of Rev. Martin Luther King. When we are at a place of peace and love, we can offer recognition to others, to …
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Some say the Buddha never spoke about God. From a non-dualist perspective, he never spoke of anything except God. I found the text below in a file from June 1998. I do not remember the origin, however I’m sure I saved it because I wanted to share it, which I do now: Robert Thurman spoke …
A few years ago, while living in Macon, I participated in a memorial service, on sacred Native American ground, with a Wiccan Priestess named Queen Myrtle, a friend whose chosen Hindu name is Sulata, and an adolescent who had not yet settled on any convenient labels. Late one evening, with a wink and a nod …
A Wiccan, a Hindu, and a Buddhist sneak into a park… Read More »