Internet communication on blogs, Facebook, Twitter and the like seem to receive either high praise or deep concern with regard to the future of interpersonal communication. On the one hand, there are those who text, Tweet and update their status on every move they make. Others are skeptical, citing their perception that these services promote narcissism and shallow relationships. I suppose there’s an argument to be made either way since these services are tools, not unlike a hammer, in the hands of human beings with different intentions.
Until then, meet kenneth…
I don’t mean it as a swipe at Christianity or Christians. I just like to troll beliefnet a bit, spar a little with the conservatives read diZierga and anyone else who has something interesting that day. I couldn’t resist a cheesy one-liner.
My own spiritual journey just took me in a different direction. I grew up Catholic in the 70s and 80s when it was much less dogmatic and shrill than now, went the altar boy route, the whole bit, for a time even wondered about the priesthood. Ironically, 12 years of Catholic school taught me some good critical thinking skills and I decided the idea of original sin and salvation was rubbish, that I wasn’t going to prostrate myself before some Semitic storm god and that the whole of institutionalized religion was corrupt. I was a secular humanist for about a decade until I came to know a number of pagans, Their world view and sense of ethics appealed to me greatly, and even though I found myself in sympathy with them, I thought it absurd that an educated man in this day and age would style himself a “witch”.
I laid the whole thing aside for the better part of seven or eight years but was drawn to it more strongly with time. The long and short of it was that Goddess was calling me, and I answered when I finally had the shred of wisdom and insight to walk that path. At age 35, I knew it wasn’t some Goth fantasy or parental rebellion. When I went to my first large circle gathering, I felt like I had been called home from exile. I wept both for the time I was lost and Her grace in returning me to my tribe. On one other occaision I had a true experience of being in Her presense. Pure radiant timeless gentle, mother’s love.
Had a valuable but stormy three-year involvement in a coven, learned a lot about myself and what constitutes a healthy group dynamic (or not). Got married in our tradition. Learned some hard lessons and had life’s usual setbacks, but never once regretted my journey. I still have a certain amount of bad blood with institutional Christianity and political Christianism in general, but I try never to hold it against individual pracitioners. I try to extend the presumption that their faith journey is genuine (a courtesy not always reciprocated). I have also come to know that anyone I encounter in this life might have something to teach me, and some of the most valuable bits come from those outside of my world view. I wish you all well on your journeys.
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