I don’t believe in small woodland creatures with pointy ears,
No dwarves, fairies, gnomes, or wood elves have made my acquaintance
When I enter the wood, I do not look for them,
I do not imagine the complex and splendid tree roots sticking up from the ground
To be their miniature homes
Or the vibrant green moss to be their insulated roofs.
I do not believe in dragons, krakens, or loch ness monsters
When I step into the inky cold waters
When stillness is all around me
And fog clutches the top like a misty spell
I do not search for them below the depths
Or think I feel their warm and muggy breath upon my body. Continue reading Progression of Disbelief (a work in progress)
I am trying to understand how in a time of reason, of unprecedented scientific discovery, a time when there is amazing things in the natural world to be in awe of, a time when knowledge is attainable by a greater share of the world’s population – so many can still believe in such bizarre stories and explanations, they can believe in things that are so contradictory to common sense, to scientific fact, to human decency. Yes, I admit, from about the age of 18 – 30 I struggled with trying to believe in “god” but it always came back to the fact that I never believed in all of the other details. I never believed in a virgin birth or that the world was made in 6 literal days or that the earth was only 6,000 years old (and to be fair – most well educated Christians don’t believe in these things either – most believe in evolution and they just bend their beliefs to still fit in with what we now know through science to be true). Continue reading The Story of Lot
So, I see these postings all the time on Facebook relating to god and love/marriage. They are common memes like “a woman should be so in love with Christ that a man has to seek him to find her” or “if a man isn’t following god, he isn’t fit to lead…If he doesn’t have a relationship with god, he won’t know how to have a relationship with you…if he doesn’t know god, he doesn’t know real love.” Continue reading “god” isn’t going to live your life for you!!!
Yes, I am an atheist who LOVES Christmas! For me it was NEVER about Jesus (ok, maybe for a year or two when I tried really hard to be a good Christian for some crazy reason!). But for me Christmas was always about family, about taking time to enjoy the winter season, to fill the house with the sights, sounds and smells of the season.
It is the time when you’re overjoyed by that cold, white stuff covering the ground. It’s when moms and daughters spend countless hours baking cookies, pies and other goodies; including the year we made a huge batch of baklava together. It is when the months, or some years only a few weeks, of searching for and/or making the perfect gift for everyone you care about culminates in being able to see those loved ones open the gifts you’ve put so much heart into. It is waking up before your kids to fill their stockings with all the little trinkets you’ve collected for them, even though they know it’s me and not Santa. It’s decorating the Christmas tree together, reminiscing about when you got this ornament or when the kids made that one that is barely hanging in there. Christmas is holiday light displays, homemade snowflakes, the Christmas display at Dayton’s (which, admittedly has become wack since Macy’s took over). It is candy canes, egg nog, pickled herring, warm apple cider, comfy slippers, time off from school and work, Christmas carols, peanut brittle, decorated sugar cookies, ginger bread houses…
I hope many of you get to enjoy the things about this season that make you feel all warm and gooey inside, carry on traditions that make you feel like a kid again, or even branch out and start some of your own traditions!