A few teasers

I told a dear friend the other day about my attempts to dialogue with the fictional George....and how carefully I was trying to convey openness and respect. Then I had to laugh because the only ones who would probably read my post, and the rest of my blog are all atheists who, with the exception of CI, think religion is purely evil! Ah. Well. Time for a new topic I think.

My new topic is still forming but it has to do with the devil in my living room, and in my food and in my car and in my clothes. I'll post on this more later.

I also want to post on my reoccuring dream...which I had again last night. I've been having variations of this dream for the past 15 years!!!! It's different every time but the basic plot is the same.

But as for right now, I'm going to get ready for this week. Kids back in school and the madness starts up again (piano, scouts, volunteering, karate, etc etc etc) and I've got several new clients starting up this week. Time to roll up my sleeves.

I'll be back!

yes....it's that time of year again!

Still 2 am, and I still shouldn't be blogging. But before I finally go to sleep, I feel compelled to start my news years resolutions list....

1-Read more Dr. Oz (and keep reading until I understand it enough to change my lifestyle...yes I DO think Dr. Oz is a prophet)
2-Wear more lipstick
3-Keep a tight fence around work, and not let it bleed into my leisure time.
4-Play more.
5-Meditate more
6-Observe my thoughts more closely, (especially my thought trains)
7-Find new and interesting music (I'm bored with my playlists)
8-Learn basic drawing
9-Have more meaningful conversations....especially with my children
10-Floss regularly

Part three

I'm afraid George, this is where we will probably part ways. This is where every conversation like this goes downhill...fast. This is where we stop listening to each other (assuming we ever did) and all we can hear is the white noise in our own heads. I don't know where to begin, and I think I am afraid to try.

How about we not go there.

That is what we always decide. Instead of going there, we stay on the surface where it is nice and safe. We don't dig through the shit and the muck because then we'll get dirty. Instead we play nice, smile and pass the salt.

It's 2 am. I shouldn't be blogging. But it's bothered me that I've left this dialogue just hanging. Why can't I ever finish it...even with a fictional person??

How about we say,.....it doesn't matter what and how our beliefs differ. But please don't try to use logic to convince me of what you have come to believe is truth when what I see is a reliance on logical fallacies...such as....appeal to fear, appeal to emotion, and post hoc to name just a few. You can't try to use evidence to your advantage and then tell me evidence doesn't apply when it doesn't swing in your favor. Not everything that isn't faith promoting, is anti or threatening to your beliefs. There is so so so much out there that is fascinating, motivating, beautiful...and it is both tangible and unknowable.

Ugh. Forget it. Could you pass the salt please?