I have discovered the joys of disorganized religion. there is no barrier, no intermediarey between me and my god. I’ve intuitively developed this connection over the past few years, and I’ve never felt more at peace, comfortable and free of pain. Life in general has been going my way.
I have found that ritual prayer, churchgoing, or otherwse being told what to think and beleive acts as a hamper against our connection to the universe, it is only through the exporation of ideas, drawing conclusions from evidence rather than the other way around – and otherwise disallowing yourself to feel guilt for having a differing view from those around you. Naturally, everyone must approach this in their own way, but the sheep that strays from the herd is never led to the slaughter. (spiritual death from blind faith and lack of real conviction – is it fear of hell or love of god that motivates us? Do we simply give lipservice belief in the stories or do we live them? Do we label our faith without backing it up with our actions? Important questions to ask yourself.)
Inso, i have actually become less religeous, but at the same time, i feel closer to divinity than i had ever known possible.
Acknowledge alien ideas and incorporate all input into your being.
A mind works best when it is flexible, if it is rigid and inflexible it will crumble.
I frequently see my friends who stayed on the path well traveled, whose zeal and zest for life i once admired has now grown into a cesspool of disillusionment and doubt. i’ve seen angry bursts and a great deal of negativity directed in my direction from those very same people who can’t come to grips with their own dwindling faith – or rather dissatisfaction that the world around them is changing, and the ideological walls they have constructed are deteriorating.
An inflexible idea will shatter like glass.
