I entered this world on a Sunday in 1962, a era I call the TV / Space Age.
Baptized as an Anglican, I didn’t think much about God or spirituality as a kid.
Like Sigmund Freud, I understood the biblical God as a projection and the Book of Revelation as some kind of psychotic tract. And like many people, I naïvely believed that science was the only way to truth.
In the early 90s, I was drawn to Catholicism and after one failed attempt eventually converted in 2001. Exploring both priestly and monastic vocations, I soon realized that neither was a good fit. This was well before the pedophile and other scandals hit the news, but as a sensitive person, I believe I could feel some of the systemic problems.
Some may be surprised to find that I still go to Mass or those of a more secular or “all religions are the same” bent might wrongly imagine I do so out of some neurotic need or crutch.
The way I see it, evil has always been around but the Holy Spirit is just so much more. And for whatever reasons, the Catholic Church has become my spiritual home on Earth.
So to those who don’t get why I do go to Church, all I have to say is you are not me.
I also enjoy meeting interesting people, guitar, piano, music production, watching TV and news, photography, cycling and, of course, blogging.
My primary focus, however, is God, whom I see as wholly other but immanent.
April 3, 2019