Twenty nine years ago today, I took my first breath of air and let the world know in grand fashion that I had arrived. Today, I am breaking the long-held silence of this website to speak again about spirituality. I suppose birthdays can be a rebirth of sorts, but for many people the day of their birth is a day like any other. Is that sad, or just practical? That might depend on the reasoning, yet I would argue that to be practical on such an occasion is still sad.
I have a ritual that goes along with my birthday each year. At first I go about in my cheesy awkward way soaking up the praise and acknowledgment from friends and family which feed my ego. If anyone had forgotten, I make sure to remind them and rub it in a bit. Even if they hadn’t for
gotten, I might try to get away with more than I ordinarily do, using my birthday as an excuse. Somewhere during the day, I end up indulging in food and drink. Then, just when I thought I’ve squeezed enough enjoyment out of my day, I remember…
I remember that at one time, I didn’t exist. At some point in the future, I will cease to exist. I am not permanent. I am a compromise between matter and spirit which only exists for a finite period of time. And I ask myself all those questions I fear and dread to ask - those hard questions that I never seem to have a good answer for.
What have I accomplished? What merit does my life have? Do I exist merely for my own pleasure or am I living in service to others? Am I good? Actually, I’m much harder on myself with these questions than necessary. Yet it seems appropriate that after a day of ego laced gluttony, that I turn on myself and examine my worth.
Last year, this ritual had brought me to the realization that I need a purpose in life, and that purpose should include spirituality in a big way. This year? I’m asking myself if I have done enough towards that goal. I haven’t really supported my church as I should, or really integrated into the church. I still feel like a stranger there, yet I have no one but myself to blame.
Also, I sometimes doubt whether I am on the right path. Do I want this, or do I just think I want this? Like at any other time in my life, I’m being indecisive… I’ve always been indecisive. I’m tired of being indecisive.
Moving turned out to be more disruptive to my life than I original anticipated. I need to refocus and recenter. Part of that means rebirth. I need to think more about rebirth in a more proactive way; how does one find the inspiration to clean the slate of past failures and mistakes? I don’t know. Perhaps I have more introspection to do than I have had in the past.
In any case, I should stop blathering on about my thoughts about myself and get back to making this website the best it can be. I owe that to you, my readers, who’ve stuck by me even though I was MIA. Thank you and Namaste.
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that they are still read, quoted, and debated by Unitarian Universalists today. If I were to choose one person I wished to emulate as a minster, he would be my choice.
rase, “Think For Yourself & Question Authority” is my personal mantra. For me, this man embodies the potential for radical social change.
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I chose to write under this pseudonym to protect myself from the harsh judgement of the off-line world. But is it worth my integrity? What I say here means a great deal to me. When I talk about religious tolerance and spiritual growth, I hope you understand that these are not just hollow words - I put my whole self out on this blog. Except my name, that is…
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