missing religion
OK, so this is an f-ing weird thing for an atheist to say, but I miss religion.
Like, not the believing in fairy tales part, but the ritual and community. I'd really love to find a coven that would be down with me joining in the rituals without having to prove my faith, because I don't like lying.
It really gives me a sense of grounding, reminding me that I am but a part of a vast and mysterious place, an animal fully despite the tricks my brain plays on me, subject to all the rules and laws of nature. I feel fully part of the world around me, the real one and the constructed one.
Without it, I am drifting. Losing my perspective on what is important and what is not. All the therapy in the world isn't going to help me with my problems that stem basically from the conflict between my true unrestrained nature and the necessary restraint that is required to live by the rules of our increasingly unnatural society. For that I need to learn acceptance of who and what I am, otherwise I am simply going to keep unconsciously rebelling against this squashing of myself into a tiny box in which I do not, and do not wish to, fit.
Like, not the believing in fairy tales part, but the ritual and community. I'd really love to find a coven that would be down with me joining in the rituals without having to prove my faith, because I don't like lying.
It really gives me a sense of grounding, reminding me that I am but a part of a vast and mysterious place, an animal fully despite the tricks my brain plays on me, subject to all the rules and laws of nature. I feel fully part of the world around me, the real one and the constructed one.
Without it, I am drifting. Losing my perspective on what is important and what is not. All the therapy in the world isn't going to help me with my problems that stem basically from the conflict between my true unrestrained nature and the necessary restraint that is required to live by the rules of our increasingly unnatural society. For that I need to learn acceptance of who and what I am, otherwise I am simply going to keep unconsciously rebelling against this squashing of myself into a tiny box in which I do not, and do not wish to, fit.