I’m on Day Three. Fingers crossed.
Side-note: Intro to Thesis is 50% done. I have 10 days before my supervisor blows a fuse because I’ve missed my long overdue deadline.
“I know that I know nothing” – Plato
I walked into a church today. I went because I needed peace. I heard some news today that made me want to.
I grew up Catholic. I was raised Catholic. I had religion coming out of my every orifice – figuratively. I went to a Convent and had religion denominate the beginning, middle and end of my school day. Suffice to say that when I left school I vowed to become Agnostic (I was also very young and impressionable, and the boyfriend at that time was Agnostic, so I felt that this was a Liberal and cool path to follow). Problem is, it’s kinda tough to be Agnostic when your love for music comes from hymns, and you appeal to God at least once or twice a day!
Religion is a topic of much controversy. I have had many arguments, mostly with my mother, on WHY I need to go to Church and why I need to immerse my children in religion. Apart from that I have also detested the Catholic church’s rigid and regulatory system; I have questioned why I need to confess my sins to an older man, when I can directly confess them to God, the list is endless. At times like this, when I have vociferously declared my issues against the Catholic church (pedophilia and financial abuse included), I have had many a friend invite me to his/her church; where worship is more open and more transparent and celibacy (lets face it, its an epic failure) does not exist. At times like this, and I cannot explain why, I have become increasingly uncomfortable. Later I have told myself, no I’ll stick with the Catholic church – thankyouverymuch.
I have no explanation for this. Neither is this part of some larger existential solution, where I’m going to preach here.
Religion to me is a very personal experience. It is a collection of very intimate experiences that, in my opinion, I cannot publicly declare. It is raw and it is something that gives me a lot of inner peace because it helps me constantly account for myself and my actions.
I have had many interesting discussions with a close friend of mine, who is a student of Divinity, and who’s studied intimately most of the ‘popular’ religions of the world. In light of these discussions, and my own personal thoughts, it has become clear to me that religion = solace. The interpretation of religion is reflected in its practices, but whatever the philosophy is, its ethos and core values remain the same. At the end of the day the function of any philosophical/theological belief system is that of accountability. If someone doesn’t hold us accountable for our actions, then are we not accountable for our sins? An extension of religion in many secular societies is the evolution of the justice or legal system: for example Ranjan did a bad thing, he’s going through shit for that now.
I suppose it was easier to create ‘divine’ entities who would punish us existentially, if we don’t comply. The need for solace has been misinterpreted and used as a tool for power and control, for the longest time. You only have to look at Roman Catholicism and former Paganism to identify the maddening similarities.
The problem is that society gets caught up in the pomp and pageantry of institutionalized religion, that we forget why religion exists.
Religion = solace.
I have no shame in admitting that I have turned to religion lately. Not that I was akin to the lost son, or the lost sheep. I have been religious but in the past few months as I discovered more truths about myself (refer this post). I discovered that I needed solace; which I found. In this process I am adamantly refusing to adopt a holier-than-thou attitude and shove my beliefs down another’s throat. No. I find solace in being accountable for myself and the things that I do. Praying is talking out loud, or writing out loud – like this. It is unraveling the thoughts that have gone through you, and the actions that you have committed. It is exploring the reasons why you have done these things, and understanding them. It doesn’t mean, at least to me, that you take stringent steps to better your life and/or change it. It is a process of awareness, and I’ve found that this awareness does gradually bring about change. And the keyword here is gradual.
If we look at the Bible, the New Testament specifically, one of the most flagrantly obvious things the Jesus preaches is that we are all sinners and accepting our sins is the best way to enter the kingdom of God. That’s what I believe is the essence of Christianity; accepting you’re a sinner and understanding that your standing as a person of imperfection does not give you the authority or ability to judge a fellow sinner. All you can do is accept, acknowledge and gradually forgive yourself. This, I strongly believe, will lead to a process of enlightenment for you and then an adoption of better behavior – not immediately, but gradually. Isn’t this what maturity and growth is about? Isn’t this was the Renaissance was built on?
To quote Elizabeth Gilbert, “Eat. Pray. Love”. That encompasses a healthy ethos – to me, anyway. Striving to be a decent human being can only come organically. It cannot be a process that is forced upon you by a man, religion or legal system. Yes, Jesus, Christianity and the Law of Sri Lanka affect what I can and cannot do, to a great extent. But the moment I take a step back and reflect on why I am who I am, and why I do the things I do… that ‘trip’ creates a much better Shannon that the Shannon who is forced to blindly follow dictums that mean little to me…because inner peace can only come from knowing that I really know nothing.