The Full Buck Moon was so brilliant last night, that the "pagan" in me started to remember the lost goddess of the Jewish/Semitic people: Asherah. She was a beautiful woman, a consort of magical powers, her staffs/poles placed near the altar to YHWH. I often think that our mutual forgetting of the past causes us to repeat the same mistakes. I am terribly saddened by the sacrifice of the little Jewish boy, Leiby Kletzky. Remember that nothing in essence ever changes, only people do their best to keep it all secret and locked up for face saving. In the end, the truth will prevail no matter what people do or don't do.
