Service without servitude

Doing some deck sweeping this afternoon at a cabin in central Oregon that we share with three other owners, I got to thinking about service. This used to be a big deal to me in my Eastern religion days. Seva is an Indian word for service. It really just means volunteering. But when seva is done for the guru, who devotees consider to be God in human form, the service takes on an aspect that's hard to describe if you haven't experienced it. I wrote about seva in my "When it isn't good to do good" post. One of my…

OK, now I believe in Jesus

I've been waiting for the proof. Now I've found it. Nothing else to do but embrace Jesus. Praise the Lord! And a kitten's fur. Because there Jesus is, if you look really closely. (Actually, I couldn't make him out on this CNN video. But that's probably because my faith isn't at its maximum yet.) This shows that I need to pay closer attention to our dog's coat when I pat her. I can't believe that the Lord chose a cat to reveal the divinity of His Son, and not a canine – given that dog spelled backwards is you know…

Talking back to RSSB foolishness

Usually I read trash-talking comments on my blogs and then put them out of my mind. I enjoy responding to thoughtful people who have a different point of view. But I don't see much point in answering gibberish. Today, though, I'll make an exception. I'm in the mood to reply in kind to a guy who strongly challenged my churchlessness. I assume you won't mind me being (almost) equally blunt, Richard. You said it like you see it. Here's my own outlook on Radha Soami Satsang Beas, based on my thirty-eight years of experience with the organization. The content of…

No problem with God not being perfect

Perfection and God are two words that go hand in hand. Most people feel that an imperfect God would be no God at all. Some of the qualities usually associated with divinity are omnipotence, omniscience, omnipresence, omnibenevolence. Well, if a being was all-powerful, all-knowing, present everywhere, and had love for everyone and everything, I can see why this entity would be deserving of being called perfect. But why does "God," which I use as a synonym for ultimate reality, have to be perfect? What's perfect about perfection? I got thinking about this when I came to the first page (p.…

Jesus’ body found in the trash! For real!

What a beautiful sight for churchless eyes: here's a photo of Jesus lying in a trash bin, pierced with a rusty nail and in the company of some banana peels (plus coffee grounds and other assorted discards). If you're not a Catholic, you may not recognize the Son of God. But if you're a believer, there he is, in the form of a communion wafer – which the faithful consider to be transformed into the body of Christ at holy communion. In a fascinating blog post, "The Great Desecration," biology professor P.Z. Myers relates how his wafer trashing has caused…

With nature, no need for God

God is all there is. Nature is all there is.God is infinite. Nature is infinite.God works in mysterious ways. Nature works in mysterious ways.God is omnipresent. Nature is omnipresent. You get the idea. And that's the simple essence of Richard Carrier's "Sense and Goodness Without God," though he takes 424 pages to explicate it. I've read a bit over half of Carrier's book, which I was drawn to buy after reading (and writing about) his From Taoist to Infidel essay. I'm enjoying it. A lot. Probably because Carrier thinks much like me, aside from the fact that he's much more…

Religion is all about me, me, me

Narcissism and religiosity go hand in hand. With rare exceptions, a religious believer considers that the cosmos centers around them. (Buddhism, for example, would be an exception – but I don't consider authentic Buddhism to be a religion.) I got to thinking about this today after noticing a New York Times story, "Here's looking at me, kid." It featured a great graphical encapsulation of a narcissist: Which reminded me of me in my true believing days. Looking at life as the Radha Soami Satsang Beas (RSSB) theology had taught me to do, I considered that much of what happened to…

How marvelous: to be alive!

Religion, spirituality, mysticism, philosophy, theology – all this stuff can be pretty damn complicated. So many beliefs, thoughts, concepts, dogmas, imaginings, speculations. I've enjoyed throwing myself into this complex stew, and have even contributed to thickening it through some books, my Church of the Churchless musings, and countless conversations. But more and more, the essence of my attitude toward the big questions of life is…less and less. By which I mean: one intuitive direct experience is coming to overshadow all of the other religio-spiritual contents of my psyche. It feels much more real and true than these other meanderings of…

More religious craziness: a fertilized egg is a person?

Just when I thought Christian fundamentalists couldn't do anything stranger than they already have (like believing the Bible is the literal word of God), up pops a newspaper story about a bizarre ballot initiative in Colorado. Read all about it in the Washingon Post's "Colorado voters will be asked when 'personhood' begins." Yeah, that's just the sort of thing that should be decided in the voting booth: when someone becomes a human rather than merely a bunch of embryonic cells. Don't get me wrong: I'll all for philosophical and moral discussions on this (and any other) deep questions. The thing…

Meditation as a work out

I've been meditating every day for a long time. About thirty-eight years. It never gets old. There's always something fresh going on in my head, which is both a delight and a frustration. For most of my meditating life, I've approached it with a spirit of devotion. Or at least, semi-devotion. Meaning, I viewed meditation as a means of approaching what It's All About. I felt that maybe "It," "All," and "About" pointed to God. Maybe Nature. Maybe something else. Whatever, the act of opening myself up to it seemed deserving of a bit of reverence. So I got into…

Repent! Believe in science!

Often a cartoon speaks more truth than thousands of words. Thanks to Pharyngula, here's a great example: The complete comic says even more. Yes indeed, "the truth will set you free." Which leaves religion out of the picture, because it puts barriers between us and reality – substituting wishful thinking for clear-eyed understanding of the universe. A recent comment conversation over on last year's "Atheists crush Christians at 'Does God Exist?' debate" post is a good example. I appreciate that "C," a Christian, was willing to enter into a dialogue with us churchless heathens (see his July 7, 2008 comment…

What does it mean to be “spiritual”?

That's a great question. I ask it of myself frequently. Even though I don't have a firm answer, I've continued on with using the words "spiritual" and "spirituality" a lot – in talking with people, in writing on this blog, in musings within my own mind. I used to think that spiritual was opposed to material, that it had something to do with an ethereal soul, an aspect of ourselves that is disconnected (potentially, at least) from physical reality. But this would mean that you'd have to leave this world to be genuinely spiritual. Since everyone on Earth is, obviously,…

Single gesture, whole of reality

What's in a word, a movement, an expression? Everything. Potentially, at least. This is the intriguing premise of "The Beauty of Gesture: The Invisible Keyboard of Piano and Tai Chi," by Catherine David. To be present in every step means that the forward motion of one's foot, if experienced fully, embodies the whole of reality at a given time. Being a Tai Chi practitioner myself, I understand what David is saying. The key word here is "fully." When I'm moving through a Tai Chi form, often my mind is only partially engaged in what I'm doing. So my reality is…

Desiring God isn’t a proof of God

Oh, my God! I'm absolutely loving "The Little Book of Atheist Spirituality." So much so, this morning I finished it, fueled by a strong cup of pre-meditation coffee and the joy of reading good writing. As I said before, Andre Comte-Sponville has a wonderful approach to spirituality. I started to say "in spite of the fact that he's a philosophy professor," but there's no spite involved here. Comte-Sponville's book springs as much from his life experience as his philosophical experience (assuming there's a difference between life and philosophy, which, really, there isn't – living includes everything). There's so much that…