Stretch is the only name that has emerged for my white cat. He's also gone by Little White Guy or Lank. Something Egyptian seems appropriate. He's majestic yet unpretentious. He likes it when I purr. Stretch wasn't always like this, comfortable on my lap. He was feral as a kitten. When I first got him he wouldn't be petted. He'd slink away from touch. But he's since figured things out. He even mimics the meows I make to him, trying to talk in my cat…
At home, sheltering in place, I've got some work done. Garden, new roof over firewood, new roof shunting rain water onto garden, new floor in the bath - that kind of stuff. Best of all was a five hour hike into the mountains behind town where son Tobias and I saw lots of pretty views and trees, and we came on a big black mother bear and two chubby black cubs. While out, I accidentally snapped the photo with this blog entry. At the last…
I recorded a video on this subject. You can see it at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nlw7q__tS4Y
A 52 minute recreation of a shorter sermon I presented 3-29-2020 via Zoom at the Unitarian Universalists of Grants Pass, posted to my YouTube channel: https://youtu.be/TQhTe2_Vy_o
An array of on-line forum participation from last week. Photo from a Zoom meeting with my friend in the Philippines. She took a picture of her screen.
Our dear Grandma Aggie died. Grandma Aggie Pilgrim, revered local elder of her Takelma Tribe and of Natives in general, also loved, and was loved by, people in general. Humanity was her family. Life on Earth was her larger home. How often we assume we'll have more chances to be with our dear ones, only to find those chances have ended. I've seen Grandma Aggie many times over the years. I always liked her and felt she liked me too. She had good vibes. Just…
(This was my entry into the recently published book, Awakening Starseeds, by Radhaa Publishing. While most of the entries of this international assemblage deal with soul shaking/awakening experiences, mine goes to the bare bones of our matter and what matters.) Barely beyond high school, I came face-to-face with death and birth working for a funeral home that also ran the local ambulance. I dealt with old dead bodies, and on the ambulance, watched some die, saved a few from death, and helped deliver a slippery…
(Be sure to see the four impending services I'll be offering in October and November, found at the bottom of this blog post.) Worse than the illness I suffered this summer was the reality reported in my summer's reading and viewing. My health challenges are not much compared to what native and other marginalized people have endured. I suppose it's the big brother and preaching pastor in me that draws me to the ugly reality of how cruelly some would treat others, and it makes…
All three of you! (Actually, the photo was taken at my ordination.) Or maybe there's 116, which Mail Chimp says is how many checked this website last month. I was down and out much of last month, barely alive, and now glad to be alive while getting better. In any case, I feel like earthlyrelgion is my labor of love preparing for even more labor and more love. I hope to make earthlyreligion far more public and trafficked this coming month. So, loyal readers, all…
