I look at my Daughter and I Believe

Like I've said before, I'm not much of a religious person. I don't really think that there is a right or wrong way of thinking about life, death, or whatever happens afterwards. God or any Supreme being isn't about being the most popular. Jesus Christ vs Sri Vishnu vs Buddha, who wins? Is it the deity with the most followers? The one who's been worshipped the longest?

It's kind of arrogant for us to not allow for the possibility that 'our' God may not be the greatest or, for that matter, the only god.

I'm not knocking religion here, just saying that maybe it's ok to think outside of the box a little

...and a bug just flew up my nose. One sec......

Ok, back.

What I think may serve each of us better is to really dig deep inside of ourselves and follow our hearts path. Enough with the thinking and over analyzing everything. All the rules that make no sense. The one's we chose to follow while disregarding others. Maybe it isn't an all or nothing game.

For me, I believe in two things. Balance and respect.

Balance - For all the good in the world there is evil. For lightness there is twilight. A cosmic scale but also a scale within our own selves. We become reckless, depressed, despondent when we lose our internal balance. Finding and maintaining that center leads to a happier more fulfilling life.

Respect - The idea that within all living creatures is an energy that on a spiritual level is no more greater nor insignificant than our own. Many cultures including many American Indian tribes believed that even the animals they killed had souls. It was about respect that they would pray after a kill. We have evolved into a people who would rather not think about animals having souls. If we did then how could we justify the things we do. To them, and really to each other.

I recently tried to explain starlight to Nikki. About how the light we see in the sky is the dying evidence of a star long gone. She didn't grasp the concept but that's not surprising. She's only four. She then asked me if stars went to heaven when they died. I told her that stars where different than people in that stars don't have a soul. She said "Well in my heaven stars do go there"

Pretty deep little girl. Of course later she said "I like pepperoni, you know why? Because I like pepper and I like roni."


Peace