Pure Intelligence
Priestesshood
An interesting discussion occurred on Facebook recently, in which a profound observation was made:
I've a Mother there
From the ever-astute Julie Smith over at Times & Seasons:
Being Here
From a conversation with my spouse earlier this week:
And They Knew It Not
My mind was wandering recently and caught on the phrase “and they knew it not.” As this phrase reverberated around inside my skull, I started thinking about the baptism of fire and the Holy Ghost, which the Lamanites received “and they knew it not.” I started thinking “why didn’t they know? how could they not have known?”
Of Priests and Priestesses
So, a website has popped up recently called Ordain Women. Its stated goal is:
Stripped down
One of the downsides, if you could call it that, of reading in the Bloggernacle is that of extreme discontent.
Starting off
I’ve decided to start this blog, because I need an outlet for stuff. I have outlets for various aspects of my life (Twitter, Facebook, etc), but in those places I am very reserved about my religion. Part of it is the stigma of publicly attaching my ideas/dissatisfactions to my real name. Another part is that these other fora allow for unmoderated commenting; Twitter is especially bad in this regard. By having a pseudonymous blog with moderated comments, this can all happen on my terms.
Shame and Guilt
Several years ago I was talking with some friends, and during the course of the conversation, I came to a realization that has helped me sort out some emotions: