• 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: