My generation came head-to-head with the draft and the Vietnam war just as we reached the age of questioning and rebellion.
I find the similarities between the Shahada and the Shema…striking in their similarity. Even the words both mean “hear, listen, pay attention.”
What we need most in the U.S. is truth and reconciliation. Maybe that’s what the Nuremberg trials represented for Jews, incomplete as they were.
Oppression and injustice are not competitive sports with winners and losers and a need to take sides.
Only beings with stories and myths can weave a cultural tapestry, and it’s through that cultural tapestry that we can bind larger groups together.
Memoirs by Kate Braestrup and Bryan Stevenson come as close as possible, for us earthlings, to putting religious truths, love and grief into words.
Originally posted on Melting-Pot Dharma:
There’s a story about Korean Zen Master Seung Sahn (1927-2004): One morning his students saw him reading the newspaper as he ate breakfast. They chided him: “You tell us, ‘When you eat, eat. When you read, read.’ But now you’re eating and reading.” Seung Sahn looked up from his newspaper…
Greed, mismanagement, and cronyism probably existed before the mutation that resulted in white skin.
As liberal religions seek more honest dialogue about race, they bury themselves deeper into racial and ethnic groupings.
…over a year and four weeks, we have prevented the release of 8,250 kilograms of carbon dioxide into the atmosphere.
I came across that passage…as I was looking through resource material without a hint that I’d find a mention of a man I had wondered so much about, my father’s father.
…when I locked eyes with my silent ally, we became a tribe of two…