This is the third installation in my “Building Lodge Culture” series, which is inspired by School Culture Rewired: How to Define, Assess, and Transform It by Steve Gruenert and Todd Whitaker. Continue reading
In “The Alchemical Keys To Masonic Ritual”, Bro. Timothy Hogan seeks to provide links between Masonic ritual and symbolism with processes and symbols associated with alchemy. Continue reading
This is the second installation in my “Building Lodge Culture” series, which is inspired by School Culture Rewired: How to Define, Assess, and Transform It by Steve Gruenert and Todd Whitaker. If you haven’t read the first post in the series you can find it here.
Millennial Apprentices: The Next Revolution In Freemasonry by Bro. Samuel Friedman is a book that explores how Millennials may impact the future of Masonic Lodges. Continue reading
If you’ve ever visited many other lodges you’ll soon come to the realization that no two lodges are alike. One lodge may be primarily concerned with fundraising while another may be focused on education; there may be a lodge that requires its members to wear tuxedos to stated meetings while the standard dress elsewhere is a pair of slacks and a polo shirt. Continue reading
Being an educator is a very rewarding experience and I couldn’t imagine myself doing anything else for a living. Some people say teaching is a calling and I think this is true. It being a calling is what has kept me in the field after so many others have left after one or two years. It’s what’s encouraged me to further my education to get my Master’s degree and it’s also the reason that I made this blog. Continue reading
Take a moment, if you would, and imagine that you find yourself sitting in a church at a funeral. You aren’t sure who’s funeral it is but when you look around you see many familiar faces. Curious, you walk to the front of the church and peer into the casket only to realize that you have come face to face with yourself and you suddenly comprehend that you are attending your own funeral! Continue reading