Sunday, 05/03/09 Public Square

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Good morning!  It’s a peaceful Sunday morning.  What are you thinking about, what would you like to share?

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15 responses to “Sunday, 05/03/09 Public Square

  1. Morning, all!

    I’m thinking my impatience has finally got me into trouble. Won’t go into detail, but it has been an eventful morning, resulting in my pride being bruised. The old saying that pride goeth before a fall proved accurate.

  2. prairiepond

    Hey 617, I hope you are doing ok. A fall can be a dangerous thing. But then, when it comes to rehab after injury, nothing ventured, nothing gained.

    At least that is what the dominatrix, er, physical therapists used to tell me….

    I sure hope you get better fast. I dont know where you are, but I can tell you the food at OLOTL was AWFUL. But then, they’re probably preparing you for a new diet after you leave?

    I think some fried chicken and potato salad might be in order for you! Ya cant just go “cold turkey” on the good food.

  3. PP, just a bit of trying to do a bit too much too soon. Chastised, I now await tomorrow’s therapy sessions which, I am sure, will be designed to remind me just who is in charge (hint: not I).

    I’m at OLOL. Bring on the fried chicken and potato salad – please.

  4. Bad Biker

    Well, changing the subject………………………

    It’s Sunday morning and I am generally screwing around, blogging a bit and surfing then Net for news.

    Years ago, I would have been in Church. I was raised in a strict Lutheran home, and followed that denomination until I was about Forty. I went to church at least three Sundays a month, usually four. It was at that point that I began to have my doubts about Christianity. I changed churches and began to attend Unity Temple on the Plaza, in KC.

    That was a much better choice for me, but I was still plagued with doubts. A few years later, in my late-forties, the doubts became too much, and I stopped attending at all.

    Shortly thereafter, I came to the conclusion that I was not capable any longer of being a Christian.

    It was a difficult decision and it was very hard to say, for the first time “I am not a Christian.”

    My doubts were driven in part by my revulsion of the far right-wing Christians like Falwell and Robertson, but ultimately I just decided that I could no longer believe.

    I believe in God, I do not believe in religion.

    Despite my decision, I am still conflicted. There is a void in my life and I do not know how to fill it. I cannot return to Christianity, but I know that I need a spiritual home.

    My question to my friends here: Have any of you taken a similar journey? Do any of you have a similar void in your lives and if so, how do you deal with it?

    Thoughts? Comments? Expressions of disgust? Brickbats?

  5. tosmarttobegop

    Bad Biker, I tend not to talk about it too much as I think it is up to the person to not just find God but also religious faith. If I was to go into detail as to how I see to follow God and what I hold as worship is to sidetrack not being too.

    Anyway, it sounds we have a similar experience except I never have been a big church attendee.
    Even at an early age I was aware enough to see the hypocrisy within churches. AND bright enough to see that God is not so kept that he is only in some building. Life can leave you with a hollow feeling, as often it is not as clear or sane as we want it.

    In moments of thought it occurs what am I doing here, that’s the curse of being a self-a-ware being.
    And often there seem no real answer to the question, animals reproduce, eat and build but somehow being self-a-ware does not let us to simply be content with sex, food and a roof over our head’s.
    We want more meaning to all things and an understanding of the how’s and why’s.
    That is often where God comes into it, the why’s are answered with the simplistic its God’s will.

    You may have at least much if not all you want from life and still feel a hollow feeling.
    Look at Paris Hilton, she does not go wanting for anything and yet she is so lost and searching without know what she is searching for. There is a hollow feeling for her yet as to material things she has the world.

    You said you believe in God, that in its self is a good step to filling that hollow feeling.
    Unlike Hilton I am lacking in earthly goods, there are things I would rather have or want.
    And some of the most important thing I have the feeling of lack for is the one I can not control or obtain.
    My youngest son’s life, almost daily on the news is the minor mention of an U.S. Soldier being killed in Iraq.
    I know about where he is but since these mentions often do not mention the location in Iraq.
    I start searching for more information and it is generally enough miles from him that I know it was not he.
    There is great relief only to fall into shame at the relief because someone’s child did die and it was not mine. I want for my son to be away from the battle and its does not help that it’s an “invasion” that from the beginning I have felt it was un-American. If not for my faith there would be such a hollow and helpless feeling to fill that want.

    God and faith does not dwell in a building to be found there. So a lost of faith in churches is not such a lost.
    Like the glasses that set on the head, you may not be finding them on the table or shelf but you still have what you were seeking.

  6. Good afternoon, Prairie P&Ps!

    My Mother is here with all her belongings — most of which are still in boxes.

    When the brothers-in-law come without the sisters along that means I don’t have help in the kitchen… I’m tired. But everyone was fell fed and watered.

  7. wicked

    A somewhat similar journey for me, Biker, and I highly doubt that journey is over.

    Born and raised Catholic, I attended Catholic school in first and second grade. That didn’t last long and nearly had me to the point of hating school, but I attended catechism classes on Sundays when I couldn’t get out of it and had gone on to attend public school. There were things about Catholicism that made me uncomfortable, even at a very early age. I love the pomp and display of it, but never could get straight answers to simple questions. When “rules” don’t have a reason, I tend to rebel. 😉

    At the age of fifteen, when I told my liberal but very Catholic father that I could no longer attend Catholic church because I felt like a hypocrite doing so, he basically told me to follow my heart. I attended Protestant churches and ended up finding nothing but hypocricy there. I gave up attending any church, then later tried again, even harder, to understand. I became very unhappy.

    I started seeking the peace I knew I could have and discovered Wicca. Again, I’ll say I’m not Wiccan, but there are things about it that I like. One doesn’t have to “attend” anything, so that freed me from “organized” religion. But even it didn’t suit me perfectly, so I guess I began picking and choosing from many religions and came out being mostly spiritual. If questioned, I’ll say I’m a Spiritualist, that I believe in a Higher Power that is neither He nor She. I don’t “worship” anything or any deity, but I have “beliefs” that probably only make sense to me. I continue to try to have faith in “myself” and what I am capable of as a human.

    It would take hours of conversation to share what I’ve come to believe, and even I haven’t sorted it out completely. To boil it down, I try (and often fail) to live by the Golden Rule and the Wiccan Rede, which are pretty much one in the same. I believe Karma will take care of most anything, even if I don’t have the pleasure of seeing it happen to some. LOL In the end, I’m only responsible for me and my actions and words. Gotta watch those a lot! 🙂

  8. wicked

    Biker, you were around in the 60’s, right? Remember this?

    Desiderata

    Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
    and remember what peace there may be in silence.
    As far as possible without surrender
    be on good terms with all persons.
    Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
    and listen to others,
    even the dull and the ignorant;
    they too have their story.

    Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
    they are vexations to the spirit.
    If you compare yourself with others,
    you may become vain and bitter;
    for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
    Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

    Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
    it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
    Exercise caution in your business affairs;
    for the world is full of trickery.
    But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
    many persons strive for high ideals;
    and everywhere life is full of heroism.

    Be yourself.
    Especially, do not feign affection.
    Neither be cynical about love;
    for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
    it is as perennial as the grass.

    Take kindly the counsel of the years,
    gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
    Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
    But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
    Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
    Beyond a wholesome discipline,
    be gentle with yourself.

    You are a child of the universe,
    no less than the trees and the stars;
    you have a right to be here.
    And whether or not it is clear to you,
    no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

    Therefore be at peace with God,
    whatever you conceive Him to be,
    and whatever your labors and aspirations,
    in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

    With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
    it is still a beautiful world.
    Be cheerful.
    Strive to be happy.

    ~Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, Copyright 1952.

    That’s the stuff I believe in.

    • Bad Biker

      “Biker, you were around in the 60’s, right?”

      I think so – not quite sure – it’s all a bit hazy – can you play some Hendrix for me?

  9. David B

    Finally!! I got a handful of garden plants in the ground.

  10. Biker. I see your Wings have a PP in OT.

    • Bad Biker

      I’m nervous………………………………….. nail-biter………

    • Bad Biker

      Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

      It’s no wonder I have grey hair – OT period number THREE coming up.

      For those of you not familiar with Hockey – each period is twenty minutes, three periods per game.

      During the regular season, if the game is tied after regulation, they play a five minute overtime, followed by, if necessary, a shootout.

      In the playoffs, they play “sudden death” overtime, twenty minutes per period, until the game is decided.

      The Ducks and Wings are going into what could be equivalent to the last period of a SECOND game today.

      This is a pivotal point – if the Wings win they take an almost insurmountable two game lead – if the Ducks win, they head to home ice TIED with the highest remaining seed in the playoffs.

      Go Wings – we need you Pavel!!!!!

    • Bad Biker

      Damn it.

  11. tosmarttobegop

    If you can remember the 60’s you were not there!