I believe in me

I was listening to the John Lennon song God on YouTube the other day and I could relate to the lyrics – especially the line that said “I just believe in me” and then the addition “Yoko and me. That’s reality”.

Since I rejected religion, I’ve always said that I believe in people, not God. I’ve also learned to believe in myself a lot more. In the past I tried to be what someone else wanted me to be – the people who wrote the scriptures, church leaders, other church members. I conformed myself to other people’s views of how I should behave, what I should think, say, do and not do.

Freedom from religion has meant, for me, freedom to be myself. Several years ago, a woman who wrote on a forum that I used to visit put it perfectly when she said:

Maybe that’s why it hurts to find out the church is crazy. You are feeling the death rattle of a false self. You think it’s your self, but it isn’t. It’s just an identity that was built on something phoney. Your real self is right under it, eventually waking up and stretching its arms like nothing ever happened. And then you’re stronger because you’re living closer to your true identity. – Melissa

There is a deep satisfaction in being my real self, that never existed when I lived the religious life. Not that I’m so very different in my personality, except that I’m much less judgemental, less gullible, more logical and more sceptical. I’m still polite, kind and friendly. I still love to study, but now I study a whole world of absorbing subjects, not just the scriptures. I’m still often forgetful and careless and I continue to procrastinate over tasks that I dislike. One of the big differences is that I don’t feel guilty about my failings – I just accept that I’m human. I still want to improve in some areas of my life and behaviour, but not because someone else tells me I should, but for my own reasons. I don’t have to spend time doing things that I don’t really want to, or that I’m not particularly interested in, because I think God has “called” me to that work. I can say “no” without reproaching myself for it.

Since setting aside faith, I’ve felt the power and strength of reality. It’s not always comforting, but it’s always honest and solid. There’s a simple joy in believing in yourself and your loved ones and knowing that you can count on them absolutely. Believers may fool themselves into thinking that they can count on God, but only because they’ll twist any circumstance to “show” that he was there for them. I know, because that’s what I did. Except, there were certain very traumatic times in my life when, try as I might, I just couldn’t convince myself that I was being supported by a loving God. My belief in him and desire to understand the terribly difficult things that were happening to me in terms of his will, made a hard situation ten times worse. And, despite my faith, there was a part of me deep down that felt that faith wasn’t the comfort I really needed.

Everything about my life has been so much happier and more satisfying since I walked away from religion and from belief in a god. Even if rejecting God and the trappings of belief was the only thing that had changed in my life over the past 6 years or so, I would still be immeasurably richer today than I ever was then. I’m materially better off and certainly healthier psychologically. I’m free from groundless fear, crippling guilt and superstitious magical thinking. And I can believe in myself. That’s reality – and I love it.

Isla

Potholer54’s “Made Easy” series #2

I previously posted a few videos from Potholer54’s “Made Easy” series and I commented that I might post more at some future date, so here they are. Whereas the other videos dealt with the origin of the universe and the age of the earth, these are to do with the origin of life and the theory of evolution. Enjoy.

The Origin of Life Made Easy

Natural Selection Made Easy

The Theory of Evolution Made Easy

Human Evolution Made Easy

Curmudgeonly Yours

No tomorrows

I was thinking this afternoon about the fact that, as far as we know, death is the end of our existence. As a Mormon, I used to believe in an after life where I could be reunited with my family; but understanding that, in all likelihood, there is no life after death, gives everything a totally different perspective.

For a start, it makes this life and the time spent with loved ones more precious than ever before. Knowing that I could walk out of the door in the morning and never see the people that I love most in the world again, makes me want to savour every moment we’re together, listen more carefully to their conversation, hug them more, spend all the time I can with them, and never fail to let them know how much they mean to me.

Instead of living my life in preparation for some future existence, I want to squeeze every drop of life and love out of the here and now. What a waste if I had always lived for a heavenly tomorrow and squandered my priceless todays!

IslaSkye