Our book club has been meeting for eight years and we've become genuinely close, but lately every discussion turns into political arguments that have nothing to do with the books we're reading. Half of us want to set boundaries and half think we should be able to talk about anything, and I'm watching friendships fracture over something we used to love together.
More people experience this than they realize.
A community that once nourished is now consuming itself, and no one knows how to return to what was sacred without pretending the fractures don't exist.
“Where Are You with Mesopotamian religion — Sumerian Babylonian Assyrian?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.