This week’s blog is definitely a case of my teaching what I need to learn, but I know that this is always the case. It is easy to become disillusioned in today’s world. Even if we try not to expose ourselves too much to the doom and gloom of the world portrayed by the media, we find ourselves affected by it, nonetheless. It is easy to feel like the world
I started a new course this week at AIHT (American Institute of Holistic Theology) called Feminist Theology. I was speaking about it in my French class, and the teacher asked me why I wanted to do that course. I told her, as best I could in my limited French, that my reason was because there are lots of women living under oppression. I explained that the book I am reading
During my studies of other religions, particularly Islam, I have been reading about the history of nations and societies. In the process, I have come to consider the freedoms which we sometimes take for granted in this country, Australia, and without which life could be less than fulfilling, or perhaps even miserable. As I considered all of our freedoms, I wondered firstly how much do we really appreciate
My recent Chaplaincy course caused me to consider the differences between the various religions, which has led me to ponder the differences between all of the cultures of the world, and the billions of individual humans which constitute those cultures. With so many different influences on our lives, it is no surprise that the differences between individuals of one culture or religion, and those of another, appear to be vast. And yet,
What do we know about other religions, or for that matter the religion we call our own? My father was originally a Congregational Church minister, so I was raised as a Protestant. I learned a little bit about the Christian religion in childhood Sunday School classes, and I even attended a few Bible Study classes in my very early teens. After that, however, I was keen to embrace the secular
I was looking out for a sign for my blog this week, when I spied a Praying Mantis on my window. She is a rare visitor to my household, so I wondered if she had a message for me. In hindsight I could have asked her personally, using the skills that I learned during my animal communication courses, but, at the time, I was in a hurry to get my