Rolling around again
What do you think of when your birthday rolls around again? This year, a general assessment of some positive shifts in understanding boundaries and the dynamics of friendship.
What do you think of when your birthday rolls around again? This year, a general assessment of some positive shifts in understanding boundaries and the dynamics of friendship.
“The Potter stories give me hope during what I consider to be rather dark times. Please – more stories. The world so desperately needs them.”
As the citizens of our country become more polarized, many of them do less thinking through of the issues that really confront us all. The materials they are often given to build their judgments are not only shoddy, but also Orwellian in their misdirection. There are figures out there that rival Reagan in their teflon characteristics. Just keep repeating the talking points. Don’t answer questions. No matter what is proven, just keep repeating. No rinse. Just repeat. This situation is…
Jolly Roger of Reconstitution 2.0 has bestowed upon me a very lovely award. It’s been a busy, busy week, but I finally have a chance to post it. These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must…
I was visited again this morning by a lovely Jehovah’s Witness. He seemed to be a very sweet person. I’m laughing like God(ess) was tickling me. In honor of that, this is a post about the benefits of no longer being a Jehovah’s Witness (beyond not having to go door-to-door on a blustery day like today). I’d like to set the stage with a satirical treatment of the benefits of being a JW. An illuminating example is this post by…
My birthday was yesterday and Oh! I love birthdays now. I love holidays. I love celebration and joy. Every celebration heals my soul, even now. After all this time, there’s a small part of me that is making up for all those missed celebrations of my JW childhood. I am sorry that I have not been posting very often. I enjoy my job, but it is tiring. When I get home, I prefer to spend my time with family and…