How can we so clearly feel something divine yet not define it? In my own way, I have struggled with divinity and spirituality for years.
“Of all the struggles that are truly mine, this is to know what is owed the devine.” -Me for an unfinished song
I wish I had the depth of that lyric. But really, as someone who was raised Catholic and now questions everything, it feels intellectually honest to consistently question what I think I know. Annoyingly, spirituality doesn’t lend itself to intellect. At least, not in my opinion (and I am quite certain that statement will piss some people off).
If we take spirituality and apply intellect alone, it is likely we will find ourselves agnostic or atheistic. I try to keep my mind open. But these days I take the position of a militant agnostic; I don’t know and you don’t either.
So what is a recovering monotheist to do? I allow that there is more out there than I can reconcile in my tiny lizard brain. But I also don’t allow that whatever may exist beyond the visible realm speaks exclusively to others such as prophets or clerics. If there be all these different religions with one or a few supreme beings, surely they must have group text. Why don’t they perform a merger and form one superchurch?
Beta Testing Adulthood 