
Shame
We begin, like my newest friend, Fiona, loved for exactly who we are.At two months old, nothing is expected from Fiona except for her to

Rabbi Brian message 05.21.2022
Rabbi Brian’s less than 10 minute message for the Beloved ROTB Community. Podcast Note: Good stuff in here.

Rabbi Brian On Cowboys Not Eggheads
LINK HERE: https://www.buzzsprout.com/1538482/10588810 Sam has a conversation with Rabbi Brian Mayer from Portland, Oregon. Rabbi Brian is the Founder of Religion Outside the Box. (www.rotb.org)

Is it kosher?
Is it Kosher? *** Two quotes from author Robert Brault:“Today I bent the truth to be kind, and I have no regret, for

Rabbi Brian message 05.14.2022
Rabbi Brian’s minute message for the Beloved ROTB Community. Podcast Note: Good stuff in here. About SHAME and CONCEIT.

Rabbi Brian message 05.07.2022
Rabbi Brian’s less than 10 minute message for the Beloved ROTB Community. Podcast Note: Good stuff in here.

An Apology
02 — An apology An overdue apology from organized religion. We lied. Those of us who work in organized religion lied to you. We also

A few shorts
— It opens up a bit of compassion to think of the people who are the hardest to like as needing the most

Hello, Beloved.
Hello, beloved. Perhaps “Hello, beloved” is a lot to begin with. I considered, “Hello, friend” instead. But, “Hello, friend” falls short of “hello, beloved” in

I thank you, Nicole.
“Something isn’t right,” I think as I type in BUR, the first three letters of my destination. The voice in my head ramps up:

Kind
I am biking towards Annie’s school. She forgot her ring binder at home. I remember being in middle school, frustrating my parents with my not-yet-adult frontal cortex

Aggie Land
I’m in College Station.Texas A&M country. For a wedding. It’s home of Kyle Field, the college’s stadium (capacity 110K), “Home of the 12th man.” The

The Satanic Truth
MADE BELIEVE. Fabricated stories of Bat Boy do not make him real. And, the devil is no more real than Bat Boy. Jack Lewis

Connecting Nonetheless
I indulge the dogs’ desire to sniff a dormant blueberry plant, as I’m trying to slow my pace. I want to be near Siddhar and

Ants I didn’t Want
— Emmett is three. Annie is one. We are at the LA Zoo, making our way from the entrance to the animals. Years ago,