Masks must be mandatory: Covid-19 is damaging hearts.
Masks must be mandatory: Covid-19 is damaging kidneys.
Masks must be mandatory: Covid-19 is damaging livers.
Masks must be mandatory: Covid-19 is causing blood clots.
Masks must be mandatory: Covid-19 is causing amputations.
Masks must be mandatory: Covid-19 is causing death.
Masks must be mandatory: COVID-19 IS NOT THE FLU.*
Book Review: People of the Lie by M. Scott Peck, M.D.
But everyone lies.
There aren’t many people who want to be called out when they screw up or want something really badly, so they think, A little lie. What’s the big deal?
It seems easier that way. That’s the number one goal for a lot of people: make things as easy as possible.
So everyone commits a few “sins” at some point in their life, like lying. So what?
It’s hard to argue since we’re told we shouldn’t judge lest we be judged. But lying is the problem.
Nobody is perfect. …
I thought I was beyond the point of being obsessed with anything ever again. I had a few obsessions when I was a kid, but I’ve spent a lot more years learning how to go without — I’m a single parent.
But a couple of years ago I took an entry-level job in the accessories department of a retail store because I lost my business a few months before. It was the only way my youngest daughter could keep her college scholarships. …
“A customer can’t find his cart.”
A couple of seconds later another announcement came over the store radio. “His coat was in it. And his wallet.”
My co-worker was taking a break so I had to stay at my post. I knew a couple of people would help.
A few minutes later a young man approached me. His brown eyes were huge, almost like the ones you see in cartoons. They seemed to get even bigger as he explained, “Can’t find cart.” He didn’t seem to have a strong command of the English language. …
Oh. My. God. Look.
Of course I followed. A bobble head, nodding. Driven by forces I couldn’t see.
Watching football, baseball, the Olympics. Listening to classical music, rock, new age. Looking at mountains, flowers, sunsets, as well as everyone’s pictures of them.
They all seemed to reach deep within, for a while.
But as I passed through different stages of my life, from high school to college to becoming a business owner and parent, I began to realize that I would never really care about some things.
Walking through the library with a book called When God Talks Back wasn’t quite as embarrassing for me as buying condoms used to be, but it was a close second. I was sure everyone was watching, thinking, No doubt about that one.
I didn’t go looking for it. I was trying to find books on Native American belief systems, and my daughter, Amber, noticed it sitting face forward on a nearby shelf.
But when I got it home, I couldn’t make it past page 64.
It wasn’t the quality of the writing or the approach. The author, Tanya Luhrmann, is a psychological anthropologist who spent over four years with members of two Vineyard Christian Fellowship churches trying to understand what was happening when they claimed they were experiencing the presence of God. …
Some people don’t have any use for the ancient advice, “know thyself.” They see it as self-evident and wonder how anyone could not know who they are, but something about the phrase brought you here and I’m glad it did!
It’s an idea that’s lingered around the peripheries of my life for a long time and I slowly began to see that in many ways it matters more than I ever imagined.
Everywhere we turn people are telling us who we should be, how we should feel, and what we should think, as if we should all be the same. …
Last night at about 11:30 p.m. I quickly reviewed the news and a horrific headline caught my attention. My 16-year-old daughter walked into my room and I scrolled down a little bit so she wouldn’t see it.
I didn’t read the story, but I was unable to let go of the headline as I crawled into bed. For a much longer time than I wanted, my mind imagined different aspects of the circumstances, and while I kept telling my mind to let go of it, I couldn’t.
I was talking to a co-worker today and somehow the conversation made it’s way to that subject. Again, I only shared the fact that the headline affected me significantly, but then I said, “I don’t think we get enough time to mourn in our culture. I think that’s what I was doing. …
Misogyny is getting a lot of press right now, at least in liberal media because of Donald Trump, but I don’t think enough people care about it because they just think, “No, (whoever is being called a misogynist) isn’t really a misogynist because he loves his mother/wife/daughter(s).” And since no one will ever know if they honestly do, the word misogyny has lost it’s effectiveness, and we need new words to help people understand the kind of the hate that is still there.
I don’t remember when I first heard the word misogyny, but I didn’t think it concerned me. I didn’t ever hear it when I was growing up so I guess I figured it just related to things that were ancient history. …