“In the weeks after the spreadsheet was exposed, my life changed dramatically. I lost friends: some who thought I had been overzealous, others who thought I had not been zealous enough. I lost my job, too. The fear of being exposed, and of the harassment that will inevitably follow, has dominated my life since. I’ve learned that protecting women is a position that comes with few protections itself.”
How very, very quaint!!
Notwithstanding and nonetheless – “WHERE WERE ALL OF YOU “USEFUL” IDIOTS DURING EIGHT YEARS OF WHAT’S HIS NAME, the latest among the ilk of the super-rich ex-U.S. Presidents?”
Oh. That’s right. THAT never happened during the 2009 to 2016 interregnum between Republican Presidents. Those were the years of Peaches and Cream. How soon we forget.
My friend Jane and her beau have a chicken ranch in the vicinity of Houston, Texas.
Just so lovely, vivid, and poignant.
And filled with the Grace of Gaia…..
4 hrs ·
The owl died yesterday afternoon.
He was on the ground outside the brooder when I went up in the morning, head drawn tightly to his neck, eyes closed and impervious to my presence. The pile of shavings provided a block to the cold north wind
I knew he was leaving.
Even the dogs, those fierce harriers of vultures and Inca doves cut him a wide berth.
For just a second I was tempted to get my camera but that seemed so disrespectful, so undignified.
We left him alone.
He and his mate were here when we bought the farm back in ’99. We heard them calling to each other across the pasture on the warm spring and fall nights when we left all the windows and doors wide open.
It’s a cliche to say that their cries were unworldly but they made me feel like I existed on the edge of the wild things.
Once we discovered him perched on a rafter in the old brooder, surveying the chicks all piled up in the corner in terror.
We caught him in the fishing net, he didn’t struggle and of course, we let him go.
We would spot him and his mate high in the trees or swooping across the field and it was always a gift to see them
The conversation became one-way and then stopped about two years ago.
His mate no longer replied when he called out.
I like to imagine that there is a Valhalla for the raptors, a big old barn with high cross beams, a wide pasture flush with mice and gophers and a stream of fresh clean water.
A place where the thermals always carry them high under the moon and the hunting is always fine.
Here’s why Jesus commands us to love our enemies:
Let’s say you’re a genuine, church-going follower of Jesus; you oppose abortion, Sharia law, hate pornography, support traditional marriage, and you’ve even stopped shopping at Target and watching the NFL because of the protests! You’ve checked off all the “right” boxes and are absolutely convinced that anyone who would take the opposing side on any of these issues is just flat out wrong. And maybe you’re right. But you DO understand that those who are wrong are so because they’re broken, right? Broken in the exact same way that you are? Oh, they have different ways of DISPLAYING their brokenness, but when you choose to hate you’re declaring that they’re broken and you’re not. Or at least that you’re a lot LESS broken. You’re denying the most basic truth of the gospel – that ALL of us, equally, need a Savior.
When we choose to hate our enemies, we’re placing them on a lower level than ourselves; we’re determining that they deserve a higher degree of scorn because of their particular brand of sin-sickness. But that’s not what Jesus taught. Choosing to love isn’t about affirming sin or tolerating it (Jesus did neither); it’s about recognizing that my more “acceptable” sins – like vanity (hint, hint social media addicts), or gluttony (yeah, that’s still a thing), or gossip, or materialism – are just as able to separate me from God for eternity as murder. In fact, it may be easier, because it’s less difficult to convince a murderer of his or her depravity than a self-righteous religionist.
The reason Jesus said to love your enemies, and to pray for those who treat you spitefully, is because as those who have begun the process of being renewed into the version of ourselves that sin stole from us, we’re in a unique position to understand what sin DOES to us. It robs us of our ability to see things from God’s perspective. It makes us demand self-rule, and rebel against outside authority (even God’s) over us. It causes us to be judgmental to those who oppose us. And because we all know, deep down, that we were created for a higher way of life, it makes us flail – aimlessly and panicked – against the effects of our fallenness that we have to deal with every day in this world. Did you ever stop to think that maybe those who you see as enemies are actually fighting the same fight against the effects of sin as you are? Put aside whether you think they’re right or wrong for a minute… Some look at how sin has caused men to denigrate and subserviate women, so they scream for “a woman’s right to choose”. Others see how people have been vilified because of their same-sex attraction, so they demand that there be no judgment against any consensual sexual activity. You can disagree with their conclusions all you want, but could it be that maybe you’re afraid of facing the depths of your OWN sinfulness? That maybe you’re just not as concerned with the effects of the sin that THEY’RE fighting against? Maybe if more Jesus followers would stop tolerating sins like the mistreatment of women and minorities, or injustice, or the abuse of people who have less acceptable sin-symptoms, and started really caring for the poor, we’d have fewer enemies. Maybe, just maybe, if we did what Jesus told us to, and loved people who hate us for the same reason they hated Him – because they’re broken and blind and can’t yet see as God can enable them to – we’d be able to offer them the remedy to the very thing (our separation from God) that they – and us – are all warring against. Yes, people can fight against sin and be absolutely wrong in the way they do it. And yes, people can even dig themselves a deeper hole of judgment (and end up hating or rejecting God) because they choose their own course of action rather than God’s. But at one time we ALL rejected and opposed God. And His response was to love us, to send His Son to die for us, and to call us to a transformed and perfected life.
Church, we have the remedy. But may God forgive us for hiding it behind our need to be right, rather than to be righteous. At the end of the day people may still choose to be your enemies. But if you’re a genuine follower of Christ you will no longer see them that way. Because Jesus, when we were His enemies, didn’t choose to see us as such.
I’ve been interviewing a lot of men and women about their experience of cultivating intimacy and expressing desire with the opposite sex.
I’m finding that many women hold a common desire for men to be able to attune to them energetically. This desire for a man to be able to feel where she is at, and be able to calibrate to the level of her desire in such a way that she can fully receive what he has to offer in a pleasurable way.
And simultaneously, I find that men hold a common desire for women to take responsibility for communicating and expressing themselves in such a way that men don’t have to be mind-readers.
The beautiful thing I’m witnessing in these interviews is that there is not energy of blame, just a desire for connection.
There is a desire for men and women to be able to show up mutually awake, attuned, and connected to each other energies so that intimacy can feel electric, delicious, and safe.
On Saturday, January 27th from 5-8pm in Fairfax, CA, I’m running an Intimacy Energetics Workshop for the very people who are a big energetic YES to everything I described above.
The workshop is open to 12 people (6 men, 6 women), singles and couples are welcome. Cost for an individual is $100, cost for a couple is $175.
PM me if you’d like to schedule a conversation to see if the workshop is a good fit for you and your desires.
We’re kicking off our fifth annual holiday tip fund for our Potrero shuttle drivers.
These are the friendliest and most caring people in the business, and they deal with the traffic so you don’t have to. We like to show our appreciation and holiday cheer for all they do.
They are always so incredibly grateful for anything we’re able to give them at the holidays, and it makes a big difference in their overall take-home pay. A little to you could be a lot to them! Just check out this article about tipping from ‘Wait But Why’ if you don’t believe it: http://waitbutwhy.com/…/04/everything-dont-know-tipping.html
If 75 people give $40, we’ll hit our $3000 goal. Any participation is welcomed!
We’ll evenly disperse all the funds amongst the drivers on December 22.
Happy holidays ☺
Come to discover Vietnam with the itinarary
vietnam tours of the company Galatourist
To let more information
https://vietnam-tours.asia/entrancing-holiday-in-vietnam-21-days-20-nights-t545.html Best Nha Trang holiday with your familly
You can also consult the
Best Nha Trang holiday with your familly
Ever notice how many times we “don’t have time” to do the things we ought to do? No one ever had to “carve out” time for their addiction, for an affair, to watch porn, or for social media or video games. The fact is that we prioritize what we want to do.
As much as we try and blame our busyness for our prayerlessness, for not getting into the word, or for not being in church, the truth is that what we do reflects who we are and what matters to us. We can claim we were simply victims of circumstance or of our schedules — and you may even believe that…
Jesus told us differently.
She’s a wonderful woman. But that’s not why I love her. She’s beautiful, but that’s not it either. There are a million amazing things about her that fascinate me, but in the end that’s not why she has my heart.
I love her because I promised her I would.
I love her because doing so is my assignment from God.
My feelings, wants and passions are impermanent and unstable.
My promise and God’s call are not.
It’s Time. Very excited that tomorrow morning from 8:30 a.m. to 9:30 a.m. we will be playing this United Nations Free & Equal video titled “It’s Time” in Times Square on the Nasdaq Tower and Marquee as part of the launch of the Global LGBTI Standards for Business #Biz4LGBTI during the Opening Bell ceremony with Assistant Secretary General Andrew Gilmour.
I find that one of the greatest hurdles and fears I face in sharing the truth of my experience is that I will be made wrong.
I’ve had this tendency to become attached to being “right”.
This fear-based belief that I’m only safe when I am right, and that in a two-way conversation where two people have different opinions, that one of us must be wrong.
I want the person across from me to hear my feelings, hear my experience, hear my perspective, and validate me.
…and if they don’t, then my entire experience could fall into self-doubt, or second guessing…you would be surprised what a soul-spiral of insecurity and confusion can ensue.
Paradox can be terrifying. To let go of the false belief that there needs to be “right” and “wrong”. To let go of the assumption that a reality cannot exist where two conflicting believes and experiences can simultaneously be true.
I am learning how to embrace paradox. I am learning how to not box people into the category of being “wrong”, so that I can feel better about my own experience.
Because doing that…boxing people into categories of right and wrong, good and bad…may be great for validating my ego, but it’s pretty terrible for staying open-hearted in relationship…it’s pretty terrible for surrendering to the uncontrollability of life…and it’s pretty terrible for inviting a depth of intimacy with the people and world around me that infuses my life with profound synchronicity, love and magic.
So I am learning, how to validate my own experience without needing to be right. To have compassion and respect for those who may seek to disagree or invalidate my experience. And to not take things so fucking personally.
I’m learning. I’m loving. And I’m opening. Everyday, a little more trust permeates my being. It is safe, and so am I.