My broken sex

I don’t think “obsessed” is a strong enough word to describe our cultural relationship with sex. We worship it. And I am as guilty as anyone (contributing to the struggle I’m having with my tone as I write this). We bow down at the feet of sex: to have mind-numbing, toe-curling sex however and as […]

…the will chooses and the mind justifies

After three straight posts dealing mostly with anger, I think we should begin to more fully integrate anger as a matter of the heart briefly touched upon in the post, “What the heart desires…” I’ve elaborated on what I perceive to be the often primary position of anger as a veil across our minds, but it […]