We are all ONE
The subject of religion is constantly a point of contention in my family. I have been at odds with my mother for more than 20 years because I do not find truth in her "truth." I was force fed her religion from the time I was 5 months old. When I was 13 years old, I officially disassociated myself from her religion. Typically, that is young to make such a decision. I felt it was right for me. Thankfully my father supported me. Although, I do not think he quite understood my methods of rebellion.(long story for another time) She has never forgiven me for this. We get along quite well these days, but there is always a dark cloud hanging over us. I can feel her judgment for my independent thoughts. I love my mother, don't get me wrong. I respect her choice of faith even if I do not agree with it. I wish respect was mutual.
At 16 I was introduced to Wicca. The fit was perfect for that period in my life. This sent my mother into a terrible state. In her mind I had officially turned to the dark side. No amount of explanation would convince her I wasn't worshiping the devil. Or that Satan was even a deity in my new-found pantheon. Now I am a Buddhist, have been for about 6 years. You would think that I had sold my soul to Satan yet again. I think being a Buddhist is worse than being a witch in her eyes. Go figure.
She has now informed me that she will miss me when the New Kingdom comes. As if I have disqualified myself from ever gaining admittance into the holy after armageddon utopia she dreams about. I guess I will have to miss her too.
--I have refrained from disclosing her religion out of respect. But I left enough clues to figure it out.
At 16 I was introduced to Wicca. The fit was perfect for that period in my life. This sent my mother into a terrible state. In her mind I had officially turned to the dark side. No amount of explanation would convince her I wasn't worshiping the devil. Or that Satan was even a deity in my new-found pantheon. Now I am a Buddhist, have been for about 6 years. You would think that I had sold my soul to Satan yet again. I think being a Buddhist is worse than being a witch in her eyes. Go figure.
She has now informed me that she will miss me when the New Kingdom comes. As if I have disqualified myself from ever gaining admittance into the holy after armageddon utopia she dreams about. I guess I will have to miss her too.
--I have refrained from disclosing her religion out of respect. But I left enough clues to figure it out.