what to believe....

I went to a funeral yesterday and they sang three old hymns that I grew up singing and it brought back a slew of memories. Some great, some scary and some just very uncomfortable. As I've written before I've wandered through most religions/belief systems and never seem to land in a comfortable spot. Yesterday I missed the "comfort" of a child's blind faith. The surety that what I'm singing about and reading about is "truth". I don't like uncertainty and as I got older that's what religion provided. I could never buy the stories. My scientifically bent brain just knew a bunch of that stuff could not, did not, will not, work the way I was being told.

So for the last couple of months I have suspended belief in everything. This is it. There is no god or goddess. There is no after life. There is no magical spirit to guide or punish. There just is now. And that eased all the guilt I had been raised with about being a good person and deserving of an afterlife.

But I'm not sure again. Some of my happiest and most secure "religious" moments as an adult, were when I was wandering through Paganism or Wicca. I have always felt a certain draw to the natural order of things and the majesty of a mountain or the simple brilliance of a leaf. I thrill at the sound of the wind. I stand in awe of a full moon. I sit in my living room and stare for hours at the snow covered mountain across the street. I love the feel and look of our wall of Goddesses as you enter our home.

I'm feeling myself being drawn, or drawing back, to where I found comfort.

I'm back....

took a couple of days off from writing. I think my brain was on freeze from the weather we've been having. Yet another day of snow and ice yesterday -- plus other than whining about the weather I really couldn't think of anything of consequence to write about.

SuperBowl is this Sunday and since neither the Patriots or the Giants are in, this isn't high on my priority list.

Work is work. Some exciting things going on, but nothing anyone but me would be excited about.

The economy is in the dumpster. Everyone is whining about that.

How come the Republicans under Tyrant Bush can give away zillions to every corporate exec and bank in the world, and yet every one of them, as a group, voted against the Obama stimulus plan. Yeah, there are some things in it I'm not crazy about, but give the guy a chance. So much for bi-partisanship.

I saw my first anti-Obama bumper sticker yesterday. Bright yellow, with the numbers "1-20-13, Obama's last day in office." A little positive thinking here would be helpful.

I'm having trouble mustering up positive energy myself. I am beyond tired of this winter. I am beyond tired of the negative energy everywhere. The highs of Inauguration Day should have lasted longer.

The symbol says it all....

To quote a great Canadian ....

"The United States got it right. You finally have a president that can speak in complete sentences."

Let it snow, let it snow.....

I guess I don't have to let it snow. it just is. we had about 5 inches of snow yesterday and then about another three inches over night. I'm so glad I bought a Farmer's Almanac this year. It hasn't been right yet. We went from major below zero cold to snow over the weekend. It was so freaking cold last week. I must admit the mountain across the street is gorgeous. The tree branches are covered with light fluffy snow and the sun is shining on them.

Did any of your watch the inaugural concert yesterday? What an amazing time this is. Today is Martin Luther King, Jr. day and tomorrow this country will swear in our first African American President. At the concert there were old performers, young performers, white performers, black performers, Hispanic performers, gay performers, straight performers, and hundreds of thousands of people watching. And the makeup of the crowds mirrored those on stage. America seems to be coming together. In hope we are together.

I wonder what George and Dick were thinking yesterday -- I'm sure they didn't watch the concert, but I'm sure they were given information about it. I'm guessing they were trying to think of ways to "control" the "mob" and how to take away the right to assemble, and how to put fear in the minds of all there. Trying to figure out how to dash the hopes of those assembled. I'm hopeful they were ashamed by their missed opportunities, afraid of the freedoms they felt the citizens might be reclaiming, and depressed that they can't continue to rob this nation of it's wealth and it's pride and it's dreams. Hopefully all the money Cheney and Haliburton stole from this nation's people was invested with Madoff.

The puppet regime is almost gone. One more day!

Reconnect Day

Facebook is a truly wonderful thing. I started out finding one cousin, which led to finding two second cousins, which then led to finding a third cousin, and some of them are now connecting. Causes me to reflect on how we lost track of each other. I think we're typical of a lot of families -- when the parents die, the next generation just doesn't get together as much. Our generation gets together with our kids, and our spouse's family, and so on and so on. And today we have all been busy commenting on old old family photos posted by someone too young to have known half of the people. Our family (my dad's side) were a wild bunch. They put the "fun" in dysfunctional. And I miss them so much. And the reconnection has been bittersweet -- finding out how many of our generation have gone. It has been an amazing day.

backwards day

don't know why, but I have mixed up websites, phone numbers, blog names, you name it today. I have moved into some backward universe. Hopefully this will pass -- maybe.

Dave Hingsburger's blog is: davehingsburger.blogspot.com. The name of his blog is Chewing the Fat. I tried to email someone my blog address and screwed up three different times, three different ways.

If this is a parallel universe, I want out.

Valentine's Day

As some of you know I work with an agency that provides services to those with developmental challenges. A lot of my work is now about teaching folks that they are adults and are entitled to adult relationships (and yes, that includes SEX). The pioneer and guru of sexuality for persons with disabilities is Dave Hingsburger. His blog can be found at: chewingthefat.blogspot.com. Please check out what he has written about an activity we all need to be part of for Valentine's Day. Sign on, make a comment, if you have a blog please post on that day. Let's get down and dirty.

lack of discipline

OK, so I have no discipline. I had great intentions of writing something, even if it's a one liner, everyday. You can see how well that has worked out. Lack of discipline, if I were going to list my faults, would be right up there at the top of the list. My intentions are good, I'm all gung-ho, and then something distracts me, my recliner calls to me, the dogs do something cute and force me to sit for hours contemplating their new trick, the weather needs to be watched, the mountain across the street might be moving, anything and everything can distract me. Is it lack of discipline or is it my inability to focus (that's cool, maybe I have a.d.d. --that gives me a medical excuse) or is it laziness? Need some help here. Any ideas out there?

What will the new year bring....

I don't have a clue. I am hoping the world will be a better place, that this country will once again resume it's place of moral strength, that I will find some discipline for my life, and that I will also find peace with whom I am. I always have struggled trying to be whoever those I am around want me to be. Maybe this is the year I "settle" for who I am and realize that I am a good person. And stop trying to accommodate.

I have been on a spiritual wandering path most of my life. (Once I got away from the religious path of my mother) Think of a religion and I have tried it, studied it, and rejected it. A few months ago I decided to shake the guilt and abandon my wanderings and just go with a suspension of belief. No Wicca, Judaism, Methodism, Bahai, Presbyterian, nothing. Zero, zip, zilch. And you know what, that has felt right. Oh, there have been times of stress when I've fallen back into looking for something beyond me to beg or bargain with, or blame. But I have caught myself pretty quickly and figured out what happened, or what I had to do, or just realized that's the way things were going to go. I have no idea if I'll be in a place of no-belief forever, or even next week, but right now it feels like I am ok.

I sometimes think what led me here has something to do with the horrible abuses of the religious right here in this country. All seem to be judged by what they believe. And it has to be a belief in the right god. The government in this country has used a belief in Jesus as the total test of a person -- and damn to hell anyone who doesn't believe that way.

Well, we'll see what the new year brings. Stay tuned.

Welcome 2009!

This is the year of hope -- we have a new President -- an African American. I absolutely never thought I would see that happen in my lifetime. America has finally gotten something right. We haven't done that much lately. Eight years of the Bush/Cheney dictatorship, with it's assault on human rights, civil liberties, and everything this country was built on are finally over. Oh, the economy is in the toilet. We are involved in two wars. The middle east is breaking loose again. But somehow there is hope. And that's what America is supposed to have. Hope. We can do better than we have. We can be a better people than we have been. We can, once again, hold our heads up ad say yes, we're American. And have something to be proud of. I'm sure the problems will continue for a while, but we will get through them. I have hope.