Religous beliefs

[omimouse]

This reads as somewhat stilted to me, but it was the best I could manage. Religious stuff is not usually all that easy for me to put into words.

I believe in Deity. I perceive It as a Mother.

That's the simple part out of the way. The complicated part is how this belief braids with my life; what this means to me, I suppose.

It means that I am loved by at least one being. Completely and utterly. Always. It means that I will never truly be alone, unless I wish to be. That right there is the main heart of it. That knowledge in and of itself is a very strong, steady rock. Prayer for me is talking to Mom, in effect. A shoulder to cry on, someone to talk to.

But I am an adult. I am Her child, but this is my life. She cannot live my life for me. I do not expect Her to carry me through life. She will love me, hold me, let me cry on Her shoulders. This is still my life, and She expects me to fix my own mistakes and face my own problems.

She is my Mother, and She loves me.

Comments

[mikailova.livejournal.com]

I'd say that's a pretty healthy outlook.

Oh and By the Earth is performed by Elaine Silver if it's the version with one woman singing that goes into a round, but it's all just her and she's overlayed her voice with herself doing harmony and the round. There may be another version of it, but that's the one I'm familiar with. She took an old Pagan chant and put it to music to make the song. She has several other songs that are old chants that she wrote music for.

[starcat-jewel.livejournal.com]

That's actually quite similar to the way I usually describe my beliefs. I think I'll borrow some of your phrasing; I especially like the bit about "I'm an adult, She won't carry me around like a child." One of the memes in Christianity that I truly despise is the one that says we are all God's children and never grow up -- that God is always available to pick us up and carry us when things get tough. Lean on, cry on, be held and supported by, those are things you can expect from an adult partner. Be picked up and carried along, like that piece of glurge talks about? That's wanting to go back to being a baby in your parents' arms. And I like being an adult, TYVM.

[tsjafo.livejournal.com]

Thank you for sharing this.