04.20.08
Posted in stories at 8:16 pm by MPJ
This week this story came in from a person in the United States and I am one hundred percent sure this person belongs in our “Mystic” group. He claims he never went through any of the stages and started out at the Mystic level as a child. This may well be the case. However, even though his story shows no progression through any stages, it certainly does give us a clear idea of how a mystic approaches spiritual concerns.
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Dear Ms. Johnston,
I just came across your website today via a Google search. FYI, your sight
comes up #1 for the search [temperament Fowler faith] not [Christian].
Just from this search you may be able to tell something about me, but of
course, I am writing to tell you my story, which I believe Read the rest of this entry »
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02.05.08
Posted in stories at 8:36 pm by MPJ
Leaving the Church
The hardest thing I’ve ever done was to leave the church I loved and accept an existence with no god and no eternity.For my entire life, until I was a mother, I had no doubts that I was a member of the one and only true Read the rest of this entry »
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12.13.07
Posted in stories at 9:06 pm by MPJ
I’m a 26 year old recently-deconverted Christian (and no, Dawkins, Harris, nor Hitchens were responsible). I’ve been checking some of the stories other people have been posting about their deconversions (on another site) and I can see many are similar to mine. Some of this may be rehashed variants of other people’s stories but may be unique in other ways, so enjoy!The best way I can describe my deconversion from Christianity is to parallel it to Read the rest of this entry »
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12.09.07
Posted in stories at 9:35 am by MPJ
I feel as though I have come to three different belief systems in my life.
The first was quite natural. As a child going to a revival in our Southern Baptist church, I felt a “tug” to go Read the rest of this entry »
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12.02.07
Posted in stories at 7:19 pm by MPJ
The lure of Aboriginal spirituality was too strong to resist during the semester I lived in Australia. My religiously-tired, raised-Catholic heart clung to this dizzy new world of reverence for nature, of vision beyond mind. I learned all I could in the seminars and museum visits and weekend trips that my study-abroad program had organized. Rational and scientific, I didn’t necessarily believe that Read the rest of this entry »
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11.28.07
Posted in stories at 8:26 am by MPJ
We have all been told that our place of worship was built atop the Well of God, and that has been enough for most people–to simply be close, instead of being an actual PART of God. It wasn’t enough for me–I wanted to drink from the Well itself; I wanted to swim in the water.
For the last decade or so, I’ve been methodically examining and discarding Read the rest of this entry »
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11.20.07
Posted in stories at 12:07 pm by MPJ
As far back as I can remember I always knew there was a God. Raised as a Roman Catholic and attending parochial school all of my life, religion was a major part of my education. I not only learned about God, but also about his mother Mary, and all of the saints. Our day started with prayer, and then our first class was Read the rest of this entry »
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11.12.07
Posted in stories at 6:16 pm by MPJ
David L. Allen says:
I was raised Roman Catholic. Not the CEO type (Christmas and Easter Only), but the every Sunday and all Holy days type and I attended Catholic School. At that time, in my world, there were only two types of people, Catholics and Read the rest of this entry »
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11.07.07
Posted in stories at 8:00 am by MPJ
Written by Beth Cortez-Neavel
This story previously published
http://www25.uua.org/YRUU/synapse/2006-2/index.html
It was winter time, and my mother had arranged for my younger sister and me to travel to Denver, Colorado and on to Boulder to visit with her Aunt Barbara and Uncle Tom. Barb and Tom had a son and daughter, my mother’s cousins, a woman named Tamara and a young man named Joshua; aged twenty-seven and twenty-five respectively. All four of this lively family
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10.25.07
Posted in stories at 7:52 pm by MPJ
By Judith Beckman - author of “What Price Priesthood?”
Don’t get me wrong! I’m very thankful that God chose me to be born to a Catholic father who adhered to strict Catholic doctrine and made sure that all his children were baptized and raised in the Catholic church. It was not an issue of whether or not we would go to church, just like it was not an issue of whether or not we would eat three meals a day. Going to church was an essential part of living. Thanks to my father’s religious values I started learning Read the rest of this entry »
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