A map to Bethleham . . .
It's Thor's day and one of the world's true Gods of literature was born on this date.
The poet and Nobel Laureate William Butler Yeats was born 159 years ago today in 1865, Sandymount, Dublin, Ireland.
Yesterday, Wednesday was Anne Frank's birthday.
Echo's of yesterday's love-fest: The big secret – Fr. Rohr
I think that the inability to love is the central problem, because that inability masks a certain terror, and that terror is the terror of being touched. And if you can’t be touched, you can’t be changed. – James Baldwin.“We men go from diaper to diaper – it’s a simple fact. You need a woman to take care of you at the beginning of your life, and at the end of your life. If you’re foolish enough not to recognize that throughout your life you’ll never know love as a male. You’ll never know love.” – Lakota elder Russell Means
The closer the Patriarchy gets to its demise, the more many men are lashing out driven by their denial-rooted fear.
Trump continues to try and sell an America that doesn't exist (and hopefully never will). Heather Cox Richardson has a timely message from her Letters from an American: “... to Donald Trump and all his negativity and his whining: Stop sh*t talking America. This is the greatest country on earth, and it’s time that we all start acting like it.”
A tale of two convictions from Joyce Vance's Civil Discourse.
The modern propaganda flooding the U.S. portrays us as bitterly divided along lines of race and gender, religion and ethnicity. That may, or may not be true, according to Heather Cox Richardson.
For all my loner friends … and, no, that's not a contradiction.
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world …
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand...
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
— William Butler Yeats. This poem is in the public domain.