Last night, someone in my Facebook network attempted to dox and personally harass Judge David Bunning, the presiding judge in the Kim Davis controversy. Ask me how that worked out for them.
So. My blog–and I–have joyed out lately. Not to mention Jewed out, compassioned out, and otherwise jumped for happy. And the lesson for me in all of that? That I don’t need to apologize for one sickeningly lovely moment of what, as it turns out, is the time of my life.
Last week, I was concerned my friends wouldn’t be able to accept the idea of me as a Jew-in-Training. But it never occurred to me that some of them might not be able to accept the idea of me as religious at all.
In the grand scheme of things, September 11th is just a day. Yet a day can capture eternity. The days since my 40th birthday have been among the most amazing of my life. I’m finally honoring the past to move forward. And I can’t think of a better time to mark the turning point in my journey.
Last weekend, LGBT activists crashed Valentine’s Day services at Holy Name Cathedral to protest Rome’s stance on gay marriage. Is it right to demand religious tolerance by disrupting someone else’s right to worship? And why do my fellow queers care so much about a single religion’s definition of God anyway?
Yearning for the return of bygone glory days in a universe that’s ever-changing is a great way to lose forward momentum. Yet, I can’t help but ponder the first day of the last decade as I resolve myself to go a bit more gently into this one.
Recently, I was reminded that I’m alive when an unexpected event stopped my mind long enough to realize the fact.
Buddhist dharma (and the teachings of every other religion I can think of) would suggest we all have an intrinsic nature of being beyond the mundane world we take for granted as reality. But as the price for coming to hang out on Earth for awhile, we forget our ineffable–or if you will, Divine–natures. We spend our lives never recognizing the true sum of what we are.
If only our friends and lovers could roll out the same patience we ADDers have to unfurl for them. Talk slower? Write things down? What do you mean we said that already? So what? We’re just trying to make a point! You understand us, don’t you? You are aware our behavior is due to uncommon neurological pathways in our brains and not because we don’t ‘try hard enough,’ right? Didn’t you know all of this came with the territory when you signed on to have an ADDer in your life?
Traditional Judeo-Christian perspectives center around the idea of an external, omnipotent God, clearly separated from man and everyday life, at whose mercy we exist. And that’s why it’s so hard trying to explain my Buddhism to most of my friends.