I felt challenged earlier but in a very good way. I was reading Jeff Foster’s Page on Facebook, and he posed a very interesting question; “Who are you without your Spiritual Story?” – the question is part of a poem/haiku-esque piece but its profound in that it asks a very potent and loaded question. Let’s face it anyone that walks a faith path, whether its orthodox as we understand it today or non-traditional again by today’s standards there is a story attached, however that is not always a bad thing, it just is the way that some are.
I am not certain that my own path of faith actually has a name, I read on Social Media ages ago now about Om-ism representing the path of belief in all faiths, but as it turns out this is just another Social Media Meme and doesn’t actually have any basis outside the Binary / Hexadecimal constructs that are the Internet. It’s a pity because I really like that idea of Om as well as representing the core sound at the heart of the Universe (Spiritually speaking) also representing the Path of Belief and Understanding within all Faiths. Alas for now it will need to remain an allusion and meme for the moment, but it is interesting to find this question and then discover, what I thought was a real thing, was just a meme, which then brings me back round to the question of the moment; “Who am I without my Spiritual Story?”
My ‘story’ is interesting because I began with being baptised into the Church of Scotland (CoS), its diocese and predominance would be akin to Presbyterian in England and some rural places in Scotland, but it is mostly recognised as being in line with Protestantism. After 40 odd years I still haven’t worked out why there is such a divide between the different orthodox religions in the UK let alone the world. However I am stressing here, I am not open for a discussion on the whole thing, in my 40 plus years in this incarnation, I have managed to avoid the whole religious politics that divide the UK as a nation because of something that happen well over 300+ years ago and really needs to be healed.
Okay so back to the point, as I said I began in the CoS and then around high school age, towards 13/15 I started to witness flaws that I guess I already knew were there but wasn’t aware enough to see them, but at this stage when all my senses were adjusting through puberty I did. Women bitching about others, Men folk being ignorant of other men folk, and even children absorbing this spectacle of hypocrisy and starting to parrot it back, I realised as I sat out in the hallway waiting on my folks that this was not my life. This is was not a community nor was it a path that I wanted to follow any longer, it was flawed and worse than that it had betrayed me. I had believed that it was accepting, all encompassing and loving, but it was much like the parables of Judas and his betrayal of Jesus, and at that moment I related to Jesus more than any human in those walls outside of my parents.
My journey expanded throughout the next ten years and then again after I was 25, till I reached a point where I had become familiar and understood a percentage of the worlds religions, including the ones that weren’t really known or had been forgotten about over here. What I discovered throughout this journey of learning, was that they all had common themes and denominators; and yet they still fought about who was right and wrong. The answer is still glaringly obvious; they are all right and also they are all wrong because like history it really boils down to who is writing it. Most faiths have been written and then re-written when the need has arisen. (King) Henry VIII for example didn’t like some of the text in the bible, in his benevolence, he had it re-written, only to then decide that he wanted religion based around him. As his illness and subsequent madness took hold, Henry decided that anyone who wasn’t following his chosen faith was to be killed. This speaks of a macabre spiritual story and also speaks volumes about the pitfalls of religion, when you ponder upon it from an ‘objective’ point of view.
If I were to come face to face with the modern day version of Diogenes of Sinope and he/she/they were to ask of me “Who are you without your Spiritual Story?” then I would answer in honesty as I allowed the lamp light to shine upon me. I would say that I wear this face and this body, a wonderful combination of my parents genetic and biological genetics. I hold in within me the generational bloodlines of countless generations and I have healed the wounds of these generations and released the traumas that were contained within them. I continue on by saying that I have been a victim of an failing education system but I am better now, and I am certain that this is not the only time I have been here and I have a dharma line that is as much ET as it Human. Without my Spiritual Story, I am a loyal and loving person to my husband, my friends, my family as well as to the strangers who I may meet for the first time. I strive to be the same person online as I am offline, in person as I am on the phone. I will continue to strive to be the best me I can possibly be at any given moment.
As well as being able to ‘Step into Death’ when I am working on platform, I find that these days I am stepping into the role of Diogenes of Sinope or The Hermit, where I am starting to not only hold a lamp up at my own truth, honesty and authenticity but I am holding up the lamp as I start my own quest looking for an Authentic Person. Truth like honesty is a perception, we each see these concepts from our own ‘objectivity’ therefore no one person is ever right or wrong in their beliefs with regards to the Truth or Honesty. Collectively we believe in a singular truth, but when each of us witnesses something wrong with the facts that build up this singular truth, particularly when it is from our own perspective, we then collectively start to question it. Whether it develops into a conspiracy theory, a dismissal of that truth from the individual or collectively we question the facts, is really dependant on the singular truth. The one that I came across last week was a science philosopher that stated Reiki was a myth and had no solid basis for it to work.
Personally and also professionally I really didn’t much care for the authors opinion of facts as he saw them. It was his truth and he was owning it, in text at that time of writing and again at the time of printing and release of the book. Purely at that level and without engaging with it too much, I gave the author his truth and continued reading the rest of the chapter, if I were to hold up my lamp to this text and this author I am not sure I would find authenticity, I would find a respectable author, scientist and philosopher but as to his authenticity, I remain uncertain but I will admit perhaps I am slightly jaded because of his remarks with regards to Reiki. However I will say this, when you follow a path of logic, reason and science; it can be hard to accept something that is metaphysical in nature. I would not suggest that it is spiritual purely because Reiki isn’t a religion, it would be amazing if it was but then it would lose a lot of its credibility as a healing modality and pathway to recuperation that it has become known for today.
Returning again to the question that was posed at the start, “Who are you without your Spiritual Story?” I am an incarnate being androgynous by nature, on a journey of authenticity that started at some point in my teenage years and has meant shedding a load of Trauma’s, Karmic and Dharma drama that wasn’t mine to start with, it has meant standing up to some nasty people out to damage and hurt me professionally and personally but it has also meant meeting and being in love with an amazing husband, having an awesome family and loving my life as it continually evolves, changes and becomes.