Today is Easter - an anniversary of the day that Jesus (also known as Yeshua) died on the cross.  Early on, when I was introduced to the Baptists, I never could truly resonate with the idea that Jesus died for our sins, as there were too many holes that never felt right.  What was not in dispute was that Jesus's existence is significant, and recorded in many religious stories of all different walks; and that his death was even more significant.  I present to you an alternate view of this anniversary to consider and "try on for size".  I am pasting from Mercedes Kirkel's blog an entry on a different meaning of the cross:

I originally wrote this on August 28, 2014 and posted it on my Facebook account.

This is a great article that talks about monogamy and polyamory, and that certain aspects of it hit rather close to home for me. When I read this article, there was a prolonged emotional release I experienced while sitting at this air conditioned coffee & doughnut shop using their free WiFi. It hits home because there is a story I have been keeping to myself for a long time now, and have only told to one person, but not really knowing how I wanted to tell the final and highest version of the story. The article blessed me with it tonight, and I can finally share it.

Albuquerque for the past 10 months has served as a self-paced training and practice ground for me - a gossamer mistress who in an instant places people, situations, venues, words, pictures, music, and love in one's path with the ultimate intent of helping one grow.  This mistress knows for all time one's capabilities, tendencies, likely responses, quirks, strengths, and constitution; and everything happens right on cue; while being at utmost patient, loving, and accomodating to our free will.  What has the gossamer mistress been showing me so far?  Getting in touch with my emotions - she was eager to bring them forth as I had much potential of development in this area, and have shut them out very strongly for a long time.