In the old days, before institutionalized education, children were brought to the churches and temples of their villages, for it was understood that learning was sacred. In some places, children were left to their own, although always under a watchful eye, to begin to shape their own impressions of the world, for it was understood […]Read More Education of the Individual: A Return to the Undivided
There are many attitudes on life we can adapt that will ultimately dictate how we go about living our individual lives. These attitudes are essentially what we choose to focus on in the perception of our experiences. This is where philosophy plays a critical role in the task of bringing peace and balance into a […]Read More Life is a Game: The Practice of Non-attachment.
Hypocrisy. noun the practice of claiming to have moral standards or beliefs to which one’s own behavior does not conform; pretense. Greek hupokrisis ‘acting of a theatrical part,’ from hupokrinesthai ‘play a part, pretend, We’re all hypocrites. All of us. Even me. Hypocrisy is a special kind of pretending. There is the pretending which is […]Read More The Era of Hypocrisy and How to break free to the next Golden Era.
My biggest criticism of Trump’s Campaign is, of course, the basis of a philosophical principle . MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN The premise of his campaign can be found nestled in the simple message of his campaign’s slogan: Make America Great Again. Trump speaks about the greatness of this country as something that lies in the […]Read More Troubles with Trump
It seems that nearly every six months I go through some kind of transition in life, be it moving to a new place, the end of one job, the start of another… My life is always in constant flux. That’s my story. A kind of Hero’s Journey where the Hero finds himself detached from the […]Read More The Mythology in You: Where Our Stories Come From
We went to church a handful of times. I recall the the usual holiday traditions involving scattered visits to that indoor space where organs blare holy tunes and voices echo in chambered ceilings. I remember talks of Jesus, palms and candles, crackers and grape juice, a book of hymns, and always that man standing in […]Read More Tuesday: I Was Raised an Atheist (but grew up Christian).