Abortion: What I Choose for Myself, I Choose for Everyone

I've been impatient for the election to be over, and even more impatient with all the blind hero worship being lavished on the candidates. I don't have any use for either party's offerings, and I cherish a small hope that Ralph Nader or Ron Paul write-ins will create an election day ruckus. Of course, something completely crazy and unexpected could happen and we all wind up under martial law or something. It was due to my impatience that I wrote in my Facebook status:

Tulasi-priya Dasi wonders: A president who condones the killing of innocent Iraqis, or a president who condones the killing of fetuses? Bad karma no matter how you slice it . . .

Anemia Remedies/Nettles Recipe....FINALLY!

I'm terrible. I did that video blog MONTHS ago, and only now am posting the promised nettles infusion recipe.

In the meantime, a few people have hunted me down for the recipe. Well, I'm including other anemia remedies in this post, so I hope that redeems my procrastination somewhat.

I'm not my body—but sometimes, I am

One of the first rules of spiritual life is, "You are not that body." A little mature reflection reveals this axiom to be simple common sense. After all, what's the difference between a dead body and a live one? Everything is there but the person, the self who once animated the now-decomposing lump of flesh and bone.