Saturday, April 20, 2013

Meandering In My Mind

So many things running through my mind many things and so little mind!  Have you ever become so tired of hearing what passes for news these days, that you seem to lose the ability to give a shit anymore? That's me today,  cynically looking at each article I read and wondering why I bother to share them with others...does anyone else feel the same ennui, or do I occasionally reach someone who cares?  It certainly isn't done for the +'s, even though I must admit that when I get them, it does make me feel like it's least to a few people!

I basically think that some days are just more overwhelming than others, today, for example, my sensitivity to planetary changes is causing me to feel weak.  Weakness is not a feeling I embrace, instead, I prefer to act tough even beyond my current strength.  I read on the weather channel that an earthquake in China had killed and injured many...I told the old man this morning that the earth was in spasm somewhere, I could feel it in my bones, that twisting, tight, uncomfortable sense that all was not right.  I wonder if the the people in China can feel my sympathy the same way that my empathetic body can feel their suffering?  I hope so, because at times like these everyone needs someone to care!

Not just the earthquake in China, but horrible things happening all across the world, the suffering, some people creating even more havoc than normal, a fetish with guns, rich watching poor die without concern, governments taken over by unprincipled corporations, politicians who are there only to benefit themselves...makes me feel so weak!  Would I could morph into a knight in shining armor and save them all, but alas, I am just one old woman, with just my words and my sympathy...noble weapons I have none, but only words to fight this battle.

So, even feeling weak, I push myself to express my sorrow and my wishes that the world would do better by its people, in posts that some read and plus...all the time knowing that those who need to read and digest them the most never will.  No matter, if even one person takes heed, my job is done!  Never give up, even when you are feeling weak!

Sunday, March 24, 2013

What Does An Atheist Celebrate On Palm Sunday?

   In our current cultural milieu, everyone is practically expected to shout their religious affiliation from the rooftops!  Since I was born into a family that was Roman Catholic, I was destined to be involved in that very same church.  Going to church wasn't enough apparently, I also had to attend parochial school, so I only had the privilege of public education for the 1st grade in grade school and the last two years of high school...3 years out of 12 of my life bound to a church that I never believed in!

   Reason and intellect poked their ugly heads up quite early in my childhood, I was 7 years old when I rejected the religious teachings of that Roman Catholic Church and became an atheist.  The only reason that I say the "ugly heads" of reason and intellect, is because that is how I was treated by my elders whenever I questioned the control the church beliefs had over them!  One is not supposed to question, one is just supposed to have "faith"!  Not this girl, that never satisfied me, I wanted total freedom to choose and  investigate what my beliefs would Mama just didn't understand!  Thankfully, my Papa wasn't extremely religious, so at least he was an ally!  Mama, on the other hand, tried, oh so hard, to make be a good girl!    When I think back it makes me giggle a could I be "bad" if I didn't feel guilty?  It took me many years, until the very last summer of my Mother's life to hear her tell me that she was proud to have me as her daughter.  I think now, if she were still alive, and could see what a debacle the church has turned into, she might even convert to my side!  She certainly wouldn't have approved of what priests have done to innocent children worldwide...not my Mama, who had a soft spot for children and a desire for justice and equality for all.

   So, to answer my question asked at the beginning of this rambling post, what does an atheist celebrate on Palm Sunday...freedom!  Freedom to investigate prior to contempt!  Freedom from fear of an unearthly being who, let's face it, seems pretty uncaring when those who do believe in him do horrible things!  Freedom to love my fellow human beings just like one of my own family!  Freedom to face a certain death without fear of an avenging god punishing or rewarding me for earthly transgressions or good deeds!  Freedom to live my life and my beliefs, honoring my parents, loving my child, my grandchildren, my great-grandchildren, my life partner and everyone else in my life who accepts me for who I am!  That's what I celebrate, freedom to be an atheist, me!