On good days, the stench of arrogance of any and all types of organized religion can walk right past me.
can respect sincere searches for truth, but never the underhanded
recommendations. I already have a mother, thank you very much.
In all matters of spirituality you need only to look inside yourself to see whether you're getting it. Or even that you're getting that there's nothing to get.
in many ways I'm still very much a creature of faith. I blame a lot of
things for that, not only the Catholic upbringing but also my very own
fiction. This is why, for me, all my cries for injustice are really
secret longings: to be loved, to be appreciated, to be made alright.
is a silence I miss in the suburbs, that I can only find in hidden
subdivisions down south (but even there there are random sounds of
airplanes). A silence people mistake for God's presence. Maybe so, it's
just that if you believe in God in the first place you should anyway act
as if He can see you anywhere you go, and not just be incredibly pious
when you know He's watching.
You should catch the silence, and
immerse in it when it comes, because there is more to learn in that than
all the doctrines you can consume in a lifetime. I've read my share and
it's all the same: there is a very fuzzy line between true wisdom and
Watch out for arrogance, that one telling clue. But even then, react with love.