Wonderful post by Kiya!
Peaceful Awakenings: Reflections of Egypt
I’ve been going around and around again on whether or not I can call myself a “reconstructionist”. Whether my standards of truth allow for the sort of truthiness that is required to use that concept at all.
The illusion of reconstruction is that the process results in something that is “what the ancients/the ancestors practiced”. That’s the inner mythology. And that’s the lie. The big one. The imaginary comfortable place that lets people believe that they’re digging in to finding something secretly More True than what they had before.
It’s comforting. It’s comfortable. It’s complacent.
And it’s wrong.
I started out early on sort of acknowledging this, the fact that all I’ve got is my own research, my own interpretation, and what I pick up from other people.
And I write about the problems. I’ve written about knowing the mortar that is used to line the broken blocks that are…
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