O won't you stay …?
It's Thor's day . . . a foggy, rainy, otherwise mild day in TulseyTown.
Catching up, the day after Xmas:
Cookies and democracy, from Joyce Vance on Christmas Eve in Civil Discourse.
Today is the Feast of Saint Stephens. Rural Celts still celebrate with The Wren Song which predates St. Stephens, perhaps by thousands of years.
What does it mean to have a mystical experience? A necessary re-creation of Christianity.
[H]oliness is actually our first nature, yet we made it so impossible that it didn’t even become our second nature that we could easily wear with dignity. This core identity was made into a worthiness contest, or a moral contest, at which almost no one wins. This is something we can only fall into and receive—and nothing that we can achieve, which utterly humiliates the ego, the willful, and all overachievers. – Fr. Richard Rohr
If we learn to open our hearts, anyone, including the people who drive us crazy, can be our teacher. --Pema Chödrön