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Ronald_E
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I haven’t been here for a while. Sorry about not answering sooner. This particular point is interesting for me to understand also. When I began to meditate in 1971 after getting out of the military with a few brain cells still intact I began to observe that underlying my low self worth and social anxiety was a deep rage against myself and others. The ‘others’ were those who seemed to set the rules of engagement to be a member of whatever organization they represented. It was then up to me to fit into their particular system if I were to have a ‘successful’ life and be seen as having value..
Would you mind expanding on that reaction of anger when people tell you to have faith? What do you perceive they are actually telling you to do, and why does it make your blood boil?
From my earliest memories I could instinctively know who was kind and who wasn’t. Unfortunately, it seemed that the kind people were not in the majority when I began to learn about God. There were angry nuns in grade school who were trying to teach me about God’s love. They did not look nor sound like they felt loved by God. Instead they seemed rigid with rules and punishment was swift. I remember taking objection to Sister Irene(which I think means peace) one day. She took me out in the hall and smacked me in the face. She failed me in science when I had perfect grades. My mother and father would not confront her nor the school authorities. That is just one incident.
In essence when we come into this world other people are busy trying to make us into something or believe something without first understanding the unique creation that each of us are.
Anyone who is self-aware will feel the disconnect and isolation that results from this dynamic.
So when someone who states that they believe in God but their disposition does not match my belief that God is love then my rage will get triggered. When they tell me to have faith without knowing who I instinctively ‘know’ that this person’s faith is without wisdom and wisdom can only be developed through love. A person with the wisdom of love will engage in a dialogue of mutual respect for a search for truth.
A person who tells me to have faith and that God loves me seems to be speaking down to me. Love does not speak down to anybody. Love seeks to understand.
My blood boils because what I see is lack of love and if I allow my boiling blood to act out I then become the identified problem. So I had to learn how to keep the tail from wagging the dog.
One of the ways I keep the tail from wagging me is to go for my morning Rosary Runs and the tail actually disappears and becomes love for those who the tail is angry with.
I am now going to run.
Take care Phooney. I hope you don’t mind me capitalizing your p. It just doesn’t seem to me that you should have a small p.
Haploid cells?
Good old evolution!
This goes back to game theory and it’s evolutionary implications. We are a social animal. Looking into primate evolution and our nearest evolutionary cousins we see many disconcerting parallels. Many of them too seem to do better at loving than hating and unfortunately, much like us, the loving is mostly done in-group and much of the hating is done out-group. Don’t get caught at ground zero between two rival tribes of Chimps. Did you know that some chimps have been observed making spears and hunting with them now?
Regardless of the existence of God, I see the absolute certainty that seems to exist in religions so prevalently, and on such shakey reasoning, as one of the biggest barriers we face today to changing our collective perception of what is in-group and out-group and thus causes of division and physical conflict. Of course, if there really is a god and he/she/it really wants to be worshipped in a particular way, then who am I to argue?
Glad you’re enjoying it!