(Today’s post brought to you by humanity in general… :| )
I’m tired of -ity’s and ism’s; I’m tired of people going to the mat over particular ideas of things that none of us can possibly fully comprehend; I’m tired of people who have to take every opportunity to point out that other people are wrong. (In regard to the last, this rant was partly triggered by trying to read this article about CS Lewis. The author makes some points that I think are probably quite valid regarding Lewis’ mental and emotional landscape – but the repeated, smarmy and gratuitous slams against all things non-Christian pissed me off so much that I now have a hard time taking in anything she says.)
All our dogmas, creeds, teachings, schools of thought, religions – they’re all theory. If one of them makes sense of your experiences, then it seems reasonable to me to explore it, and to align yourself with it if it speaks truth to your heart; but without forgetting that in regard to What Is, all our truths are incomplete at best.
I experience the Divine in the world, and I experience it multiply. My heart puts names to some of these experiences – Hestia, Athena, Hera, Hermes, Quan Yin – but I have no way to know, other than this: when I call on those names, I am sometimes answered.
I believe I have also glimpsed what I take to be an underlying Something, a boundless Presence of – not love, I don’t think, but perhaps compassion… or, even better, what Camus called “la tendre indifférence du monde“.** You’ve likely had different experiences. I would love to hear about them, and tell you about mine if you’re interested (well, OK, I already *have* told you about mine, several times… :) ). I love apologetics, too, for anyone interested in civil dialogue/discussion/debate.
In the meantime, I and mine will continue with our favorite theory, and give honor to our Gods, our Ancestors, and the spirits of our Land. May you be blessed on your path as we have been on ours!
** Interestingly, the English translation of The Stranger gives this phrase as “the benign indifference of the universe” – but according to my French dictionary and thesaurus, “tendre” doesn’t translate to “benign” – it translates to “tender”. “Benign” translates to “bénin“, and the difference in meaning seems to be approximately the same as in English. What a difference one word can make!