Ok. So- as I’m sure at least some of you know I am a “witch” of sorts.
And well, it’s gonna be a year since I was self initiated tomorrow! Wondrous Beltane! And it’s been a long year, and I know I’ve changed a wee bit since then.
Mostly, I finally found where I’m most comfortable spirituality wise.
I’m cutting this in half because it’s long and i don’t wanna shove my theology down anyones throat. But I can’t leave it in my own head.
I’ve looked at everything, Christian is how I was raised, didn’t like how it was preached- I’ve thought about Catholicism, Buddhism, Atheism, I still want to study Islam and Judism at least a little bit. Pagan, Wiccan, a weird assortment of polytheism...
I found in my middle school years- that for me it’s all conceptually the same thing. Like, colors of light. It’s all the same, but at different angles the hue changes. But when you put it all together...it’s just white light.
Somehow that’s led me down to where I’m at now.
Why is it, that the bible says “man was created in his image”
A divine figure was around a long time before the idea of “He is god” First Nations had a thousand deities long before any messiah or prophet...
I started thinking about this on the bus- and came to a single conclusion.
At some point, humanity became very...very..self conceited. Big surprise right?
Why in the hell...would we look like god? Trick question- we don’t! We made god to be in our image. To explain away our desperate sense of loneliness and impending doom from not knowing what comes next. We latched onto an idea and used what we knew to fed into it.
We were so desperate to make sense of it all, that we made some holy being to try and compensate.
I’m not here to try and preach “god ain’t real raaaah!’
I’m just giving you some context as to what comes next.
I’ve decided what my “god” is gonna be. It’s not ome holy figure sitting up in a cloud. it’s not some ancient diety that drank honey wine. Not even some great ancient soul with antlers and wings.
It’s the trees.It’s the grass.The first breath of spring.
I think, maybe this is closer to Paganism, but regardless.
I’m no longer scared of God, or afriad of being smitted down.
Now- I walk side by side. God, is Life. That’s what we’ve always questioned right? “How’d we get here? Something had to make us right?”
Well, it did. Life.And life is in EVERYTHING. Life, is unbiased, it is without mercy or cruelty. It just is. It just does.
I look around and life is with me. I breath it in, I let it back out. This way, I’m connected to everything all at once...
I walk beside Life, through it, towards and away and a part of. I am life, I am equal.
This...is probably a little weird? But it makes sense to me at least.
Humanity is too selfish, to self centered and predictable. Nothing good has ever come of such things. It’s to unexpected, kind, and altruistic that has pushed us forward...
This is just a part of my rants..or..sermons??? I have no idea what to call this..
