I started my search for meaning and my spiritual place at the age of about 11. I remember going with Gran to church and then begging to be able to also attend a Sunday school in another village as well as fellowship meetings during the week. I studied the bible and did advanced junior courses ( mail order ones) in Bible studies. I became bored with the mediocre stances of the uniting church and the lack of tradition and “wholeness”. All the people who went – the sermons, everything seemed so insipid - so pastel blue..
During my early teenage years, I looked strongly at the Catholic Church. I fell in love with the ritual, the richness of the ceremony and the texture of the latin language within the sermon. The starchy old priests with their glorious robes – what drama! I became disenchanted with the every pervading clouds of guilt, oppressively pressing down upon you. I never got the hang of confession or the hail marys. Communion seemed too weird and very separatist.
I was introduced to a charismatic church –where funky ( for the 80s) music was played and the leaders were normal young people with up to date messages. However, there still seemed to be something missing in my heart. I felt like an outsider – even with these wonderfully caring dynamic people.
Uni came and my world exploded. I was introduced to lots of different movements, heard about Karma, reincarnation and alternative creation theories where Lillith reigned. I explored esoteric groups and gatherings and became involved and initiated into a grove. I still honour the vows taken there and will not divulge anything about that – suffice to say I left on good terms as my path didn’t take me any futher in that area. I have a lot of respect for Wicca – true practitioners and it saddens me to see it watered down and romanticized by weirdoes and desperados. I think too the emerging energetic work I had uncovered and some of the experiences there … scared me.. not so much fear about it – but the fear I enjoyed the power – the looks in unbelievers eyes, the furtive glances by others. Humm perhaps a little much here…
It kind of went into a lull there for a while – and did a total backflip against the Christian faith. I was unhappy with the representation of women, of the limiting beliefs about God, the hypocrisy within the collection of stories which makeup the Bible and the realization that the old and new bible aught not belong to the same faith as they were dictated through humans by very different representations of God.
Once I had started on my path to self development, one must revisit ones spiritualistic tendencies. I rebelled against any mention of God, firmly believing there was none. But you know what – its kind of saying you don’t believe in the postman. You will get your mail delivered if you believe or not. The MEANING you put I not how your mail got there will be very different.
I had a session with God which really blew my head off. I remember the moment exactly – it was like one of the
SO where I am at the moment is with energies. For the lay person – think Starwars. The force/ eternal energy is in everything, the breeze, the ground the earth in your lovers laughter. We are so much more than the beings we present to each other. Through my trainings with acting I have experienced and played with energetics – so it is a belief that I have solid experience to pin it upone. I also know from outher sources and trainings that energy connect us with everything..
Hummm next blog to explore this further..
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