Being back in Cincinnati is weird and comforting at the same time.  In many respects nothing has changed.  There's still a fountain in fountain square. There's still a slew of restaurants and coffee shops and German sounding antiques dealers downtown.  But being so distant from my family means that I'm missing all of these major life changes going ( Read more... )

There is something eerily soothing about the bus trips between DC and Cincinnati.  It's a long trip, and given Greyhound's ancient infrastructure, I'm left with a dying phone battery and a lot of time to look out a darkened countryside and think ( Read more... )

One of the programs today really triggered something for me.  The discussion was on the eastern esoteric elements (Yoga, Chakras, Prana, etc.) that were incorporated into western esoteric traditions (like Theosophy and Thelema).  But the part that really intrigued me the most was when they were discussing the Hindu concept of Moksha.

We're all ( Read more... )