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The complaint alleges officials characterized his planned prayer group as an unpermitted synagogue under the city’s zoning ordinance, directed police to monitor his residence, encouraged neighbors to report activity at the home, and engaged in a broader pattern of harassment after he sought to host religious gatherings.

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“You don’t need a city permit to pray with your friends,” ADF wrote. “Every American has the right to peacefully practice their faith in their own home—and to seek relief from federal courts when government officials interfere.”

A note on the writing: English is not my first language, so I used an AI tool to help clean up the grammar and phrasing in this post. The ideas, the product, and the words are mine; the polish had some help. I'm adding this note to comply with This Week in Rust's disclosure rules for LLM-assisted articles.

According to their Github, they use LLMs "Heavily. Claude and GLM-5.2 wrote a lot of this repo.", and that "the prototype came together in a day.".

In active and intentional ukemi, uke is feeling out the edge of his own body’s abilities. He is taking stock of what it takes to defeat him, to lock his body up, to throw him, or to cut him down. He is taking notes and feeling, through what I’ll call somatic intelligence, where he could stop, counter, or reverse tori’s attack.

Ukemi is where one invests in losing so that one learns how not to lose and eventually how to win. Ukemi is where one finds his own, but also tori’s, weaknesses and strengths.

Junko holds Japanese calligraphy (Shodo) and painting (Sumi-e) workshops around Melbourne at galleries, schools, organisations and cultural events. She also holds online lessons for people who are not able to attend an onsite workshop and also private lessons. Junko can work with you to create a program to meet your needs from 45 mins to whole day introductory experience workshops.

I have shaped my space to highlight the things that are important to me, to say louder than words who I am. I have filled it with my friends and beloveds – and it felt, in those first moments of being seen by others, like all my friends saw was an empty room.

The process of discovering you're accidentally venerating something much more Other than you thought is deeply relatable.

In the spirit of learning in public, I am going to share a recent failure in my spiritual practice.

I’ve become an armchair wizard.

I read devotional texts. I make offerings. I dream. I keep the holy days. I meditate. I pray at the shrine twice daily. I might take a devotional walk here or there. It’s all passive routine and habit now. I used to write liturgy more often, but most of my liturgy for my seasonal holidays has been written now, so… writing has fallen off the wagon.

Often, the question isn't can I leave? (because the answer is almost always yes!) but why don't I? Ponder the question repeatedly, and you realize the answer roots in comfort and cowardice, the human talent of choosing a familiar suffering over uncertain relief.