Stop blaming me for your miserable life I never told you there was anything wrong with you or that you were a sinner, or that your sexuality was a bad thing. That's where I live and there I express my love for you. My house is in the mountains, in the woods, rivers, lakes, beaches. Stop going into those dark, cold temples that you built yourself and saying they are my house. I want you to sing, have fun and enjoy everything I've made for you. What I want you to do is go out into the world and enjoy your life. universities, the recurring question that students asked him most was:īaruch de Spinoza was a Dutch philosopher considered one of the great rationalists of 17th century philosophy, along with Descartes. I couldn’t agree more with Einstein and Spinoza. So, when one of my clients posted this (below) on Facebook and I had to shre it in my blog. I pray all day long giving thanks for everything! To be honest, my life is one long prayer. Most days I’m praying and meditating on my couch or out in the Santa Monica mountains with my family! I’ve always loved the Sufi saying,”If you don't have a temple in your heart you will never find your heart in the temple .” So, I pray softly on my couch, rather than in a pew. I’m grateful for my experience in Catholic schools during my youth. They create safety, guidance, morals, ethics, values and character. The Ten Commandments are like railings over the Golden Gate Bridge. Seeking the great parts of every religion is one of my favorite things to do. I also love what the Dalai Lama says, “My religion is kindness.” So we sought out various forms of worship and I taught him to look at the similarities, rather than the differences in all religions. I’ve always been more spiritual than religious and taught my son that we were non denominational and that all rivers lead to the same ocean. We hiked every Sunday since that smelly Sunday! Through the years we attended many churches, synagogues and temples and Sunday school was short lived due to spitballs or some other attention getting behavior.Īfter the passing gas experience I decided church was going to be G.O.D. He then screamed, "Oh, mom stop it.” That was the last time we attended mass. We were up in the crowded balcony at church and my son let out a big fart.
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