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When I showed up the next week (closer to 10:10 a.m. this time), the little old lady said, “You came back.” I had found my spiritual home.
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“I don’t know much,” I think to myself, “but I know there is truth in their steady breathing, and in their dirty laundry scattered on the floor.”
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She pointed to two girls and told them, then she pointed to me. “You, with the blonde, your Goddess is as clear as the blue sea on our coasts. Your...
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The premonition was followed by two additional thoughts. I needed to come out of the closet. I needed to resign formally from the church.
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Doesn’t matter what you call it. What matters is that it calls you. It’s been calling poets and preachers, artists and alcoholics all along. People who see things that aren’t...
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I’m a faithful skeptic, a doubting believer; this is why these spiritual experiences were so unexpected.
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I have felt those same feelings in and around mosques, synagogues, and churches of many different Christian denominations. Let’s add mountaintops and porch swings, too.
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It all feels organic and authentic in a way Church no longer does. Yet something about the early morning routine, the weekly exercise and exhaustion, the socializing with people...
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Was it all in my head? Maybe. Was it a product of my environment? Maybe. Was it the result of a physiological condition? Maybe. But regardless of the cause, the...
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This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. That thought thrummed constantly below the surface, a drumbeat following me everywhere.
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The three of us met in a park one night and I basically gave them permission to date. It was weird, but at the same time, I felt like God...
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I kept toward the back, filled with the peace that comes from doing the right thing. I carried a sign that read, “Sorry We’re Late” and took in the positive...
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God knows that I have some deep and abiding struggles–religious conundrums with which I have grappled for years.
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Now I was laughing, giddy with freedom. “I don’t know if You’re there! I don’t know what any of this means!” The more I said it, the...
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More valuable than being obedient was the reminder that I have a personal connection to the Divine, and while a third party’s interpretation may be useful, it is not necessary....
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Even then I knew my dream of open, inclusive temple worship was idealistic, unlikely to be realized. For now, however, everything was right. Somehow the experience had turned out perfectly.
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And it all comes down to one thing: experiencing a sense of Connection. Connection with God. Connection with other people. Connection with the natural world.
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It goes on and on, this tapestry we weave with the Divine that moves in and out, going from the seen to the unseen, letting us know that behind it...
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I realized that I’d always had it backwards. Spirituality didn’t come from holding the power of God inside your body like a form of light. It didn’t come from knowing...
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I only know that I wasn’t strong enough to let the lamplight keep glowing, tiny as it was. I snuffed it out.
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I got into gear. This was the main event. We took out our scriptures and flipchart. We only had about 25 minutes left, so we skipped right...
