My history:
Joined Latin Rite as a convert from Scottish Presbyterian, spent 6 relatively happy years in the Latin Rite, was exposed to the Byzantine Ruthenian Rite - I felt ‘gypped’ - like no one ever told me about this side of Catholicism. Promptly switched. Very easy, letter to the Papal Nuncio.
What a disaster the Byzantine Rite was for me!
The deeper I dug into the Rite and the Spirituality, the more I felt that if you wanted to REALLY be ‘vostochny’ you needed to be Orthodox. I left the Byzantine Rite (it had been about 5 years or so) and accepted Orthodoxy in the ROCOR. My heavens, that a mixed up bag of marbles that was!
The ROCOR at that time wasn’t in union with anybody but itself and a couple of Serbian jurisdictions. Finally, after the fall of the Soviet empire, union was re-established with the Moscow Patriarchate and the rest of the Orthodox world. But for me, all the etho-centricism had dealt a fatal blow. I couldn’t, as an erstwhile Scot with deep Presbyterian roots, accept all the (to repeat myself) ethnno-centricism. I went home to Rome, and petitioned for yet another change of Rite to go back to the Latin Rite.
Went back, went home.
Today, my personal spiritual practice includes elements of nearly everything:
- I have an Icon corner including an icon of the Tsar-Martyr Nicholas and Equal to the Apostles St. Olga (and other typical ones)
- My icon corner includes a Pictish Cross and a Triskelion, which I use to represent the Holy Trinity (bowing to my ancestry)
- My prayer ritual consists of Morning Prayer from the Liturgy of the Hours, and Vespers from the Greek Orthodox Prayer Book from Holy Transfiguration Monastery and a Chotki used for praying the Jesus Prayer according to the Russian Orthodox Church.
I think everybody’s got their toe-hold in me.
At least I can call myself truly ‘catholic’
Oh yeah - I go to a Latin Rite parish where, while I don’t love the liturgy, has orthodox (small ‘o’) preaching.
And my dear friend here is an Orthodox Christian.
Oh, life’s a fun game, isn’t it?