Donkey Dharma began as part of a spiritual journey, and became part of the realization that the journey is the destination. I was raised in the Byzantine Catholic Church. Its rich, deep, sonorous liturgy evoked awe, joy, and wonder. But, like everyone, as I grew I began to ask questions - typical questions like "What happened to all the people who ate meat on Fridays before the rules were changed?" Neither the Byzantine nor Roman churches had any answers, at least for me. They were the Mitt Romneys of their day, saying only "Trust us; we know what we're doing." That's a naggingly unsatisfying...