I know I should optimize my titles for search, but since my titles are part of my art, I cannot compromise. You see, I love a title that is clever and nuanced. For today's post, I vacillated between "Write it Out" and "Right it Out." Both have a meaningful application.
Through writing, I come to know what is right for me. And as I discover additional rights in life, I return to my pad and write it out. It's a beautiful, self-reinforcing cycle.
I was texting with a dear friend today and she confessed her lack of confidence in certain areas of her life, particularly regarding her decision to leave her faith culture. We were both raised in the same religion by devout parents, and this past weekend our church held one of its large conferences. I didn't even remember that it was that time of the year and I was busily engaged at a work conference in a distant city. I have no idea what was covered in their sessions and I can honestly say, I do not care. She, however, tuned in for some of the talks and was upset with some of the content.
Supposedly, several talks focused on the faith and strength of members who choose to remain and pointed to the lack of faith and strength of those members who had left the faith. She was furious. I asked her why she even cared if she believed it wasn't true? It's so very interesting to me that some who leave are still so unsure. Here is what my friend texted me:
Her comment has me want to reflect on what makes me so confident. I guess, off the top of my head, it is because I spent several months agonizing over the decision to leave. It wasn't a decision I took lightly. As soon as I realized that all was not well in Oz (or should I say Zion?), I searched my soul and reached high into the Heavens for guidance. I felt an extreme amount of peace that my path was no longer the way I had been walking. I knew I had to act on my new found knowledge and sow my seed. That was back in June 2017, and since then my seed has taken root and blossomed into the most beautiful tree.
When I left my religion, I left my need to look to others for revelation and personal guidance. I knew I possessed the power within to chart my own course and pursue the path that was right for me. There is no one right way. There is kindness, generosity, love, gratitude, peace, happiness, heartache, compassion, mercy, suffering, pain, and ultimately joy. We have the beautiful gift of gracing this earth for who knows how many years. It behooves us to make the most of it and enjoy each freaking present moment. I'm so grateful for my awakening. For all the enlightened friends I'm finding along the way. I'm grateful too for those who choose other paths and what their choices teach me. I do not care so much about what others choose, I care most about how I co-exist with them and cooperate to make Earth a Heaven and haven for all humanity.
Through writing, I come to know what is right for me. And as I discover additional rights in life, I return to my pad and write it out. It's a beautiful, self-reinforcing cycle.
I was texting with a dear friend today and she confessed her lack of confidence in certain areas of her life, particularly regarding her decision to leave her faith culture. We were both raised in the same religion by devout parents, and this past weekend our church held one of its large conferences. I didn't even remember that it was that time of the year and I was busily engaged at a work conference in a distant city. I have no idea what was covered in their sessions and I can honestly say, I do not care. She, however, tuned in for some of the talks and was upset with some of the content.
Supposedly, several talks focused on the faith and strength of members who choose to remain and pointed to the lack of faith and strength of those members who had left the faith. She was furious. I asked her why she even cared if she believed it wasn't true? It's so very interesting to me that some who leave are still so unsure. Here is what my friend texted me:
I super admire how confident you are in your church exit. I’m trying to be more like you.
Her comment has me want to reflect on what makes me so confident. I guess, off the top of my head, it is because I spent several months agonizing over the decision to leave. It wasn't a decision I took lightly. As soon as I realized that all was not well in Oz (or should I say Zion?), I searched my soul and reached high into the Heavens for guidance. I felt an extreme amount of peace that my path was no longer the way I had been walking. I knew I had to act on my new found knowledge and sow my seed. That was back in June 2017, and since then my seed has taken root and blossomed into the most beautiful tree.
When I left my religion, I left my need to look to others for revelation and personal guidance. I knew I possessed the power within to chart my own course and pursue the path that was right for me. There is no one right way. There is kindness, generosity, love, gratitude, peace, happiness, heartache, compassion, mercy, suffering, pain, and ultimately joy. We have the beautiful gift of gracing this earth for who knows how many years. It behooves us to make the most of it and enjoy each freaking present moment. I'm so grateful for my awakening. For all the enlightened friends I'm finding along the way. I'm grateful too for those who choose other paths and what their choices teach me. I do not care so much about what others choose, I care most about how I co-exist with them and cooperate to make Earth a Heaven and haven for all humanity.
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