Not believing in God because of religion is like not believing in freedom because of politics. I don’t know how the entire discussion about the existence of God got monopolized by the world’s religious institutions. For sure, there is no doubt that many of the teachings within Christianity, Hinduism, Buddhism, Taoism, and Islam can offer powerful […]
via The Contextual Nature of Religion — The Passionate Why
This is a post from my other blog, but it is probably more pertinent to this one. Read and let me know what you think!
I’ve staked a claim
Where gratitude was needed
I’ve run from all pain
As forgiveness was pleaded
I’ve puffed out my chest
Desperate to disappear
Outwardly at my best
My heart burning with fear
Blinded by destiny
I could never be here
A prayer to sleep restfully
I whispered in your ear
Even God could not speak it
In a way that was enough
It’s laughable that I seek it
And talk knowingly of love
“I am not that which reflects my light, however, hidden within each reflection is a glimpse into my very soul.”
An excellent excerpt from a lecture on Jesus by the late Alan Watts.
“I have been driven many times upon my knees by the overwhelming conviction that I had no where else to go.”
– Abraham Lincoln
It’s the dreaded thought that I am completely alone in the universe that leads me to take action on my own behalf. My greatest fear is that there is no hidden force in life guiding me, making decisions for me, or taking care of me. Thus I have embarked on a seemingly eternal mission to hack the purpose of life. To learn the techniques that will make me happy, bring me success, and bring me love. But having been guided by fear I was always bound to fail, and bound to suffer.
I dig deep inside myself to find the strength and courage it takes to admit that I can’t do it. That I can’t figure it out, I don’t know how to live, and I don’t know how to be happy. That even to take the next step right in front of me paralyzes me with fear. It has been such a heavy burden attempting to outsmart life. To learn the secret code of living so I can finally be at peace.
In the ruins of such a catastrophic failure I am left with no choice but to scream out to God for help. Over and over the thought repeats “I need your help!”. It feels like belief in God is secondary at this point. Desperation has made me ripe. As this phrase repeats, and softens, I begin to relax. It may be the most authentic act of surrender I have ever made.
The words in my head change. I repeat the phrases “I need your grace” & “I need your love”.
My body releases the anxiety I have been holding on to but those words in my thoughts continue. It strikes me odd as I am no longer suffering but still repeating my call to God. I recognize it through spiritual teachings as a separation between my thoughts and my self. The distinction has become much more apparent in my unusual calmness. Surrender, I am learning, is not a milestone in the spiritual journey. It is a permanent state.
This life is not my own. And it is not a riddle. I don’t need to develop the skills to figure it out some day in the distant future. This beautiful life is for everyone and it does not discriminate.
Peace & Love