Church of the Churchless visitors, in 2008 you made me happy. Well, let's make that happier.
I would have had an enjoyable year without you guys and gals, but being in touch with you through your comments and emails added a lot to my life.
My wife and I belong to a "Salon" discussion group here in Salem. Monthly a bunch of us get together in one of our homes and spend three hours or so conversing about all kinds of stuff.
Politics. Current events. Books. What's going on in peoples' lives. And much more.
At the last meeting, a couple of days ago, we were sharing about our personal best's and worst's of 2008. As a best example I talked about a comment I'd just received on my "Death and the primal fear of non-existence" post.
When I read that, I felt great. Which may sound sort of strange, given the subject matter.
I wasn't happy that the woman is so panicky about death.
However, I really liked that the two of us were able to find each other in cyberspace (through the Great God Google) and share some thoughts that very rarely come up in polite conversation.
I mean, if you walk up to someone at a party, drink in hand, and say, "The notion of dying and not existing forever scares me shitless. What about you?" -- that pretty much guarantees a startled look and a hasty rush to the snack table from the other person.
But we can do that here. And talk about all sorts of other weird, wonderful, and wacky subjects.
I left my own comment for the afraid of death woman.