“The only hope lies in the choice of pyre—to be redeemed from fire by fire.”
~ T.S. Elliot

I do not practice religion, not at least in a conventional way or by following any of the proscriptions imposed by the common religions people follow. But I do long for a spiritual practice that is sacred, apart from the profane observations that sully religious experience and scripture.
Such a simple question: “Do you practice religion?” For me, that answer is complicated, and emotional. No! God damnit! Whose business is it anyway?
Am I just one of those walking clichés who is mad at god? I don’t think so. I’ve had incredible personal experiences bordering on the mystical, hell, every astrological consult ventures into this realm. So, I am not only open to the spiritual vibes that are part and parcel with astrology, I am all in.
My failure to practice the religion I was born into is in part related to the hypocrisy and banality of the beliefs and rituals institutionalized by the Church, but to be honest there was a rebelliousness that was already there.
I do not think it is necessarily true that secularization has consumed me, as much as an aversion for the droll superficial mechanization of a cult, always saying the same rote thing, like elderly women with Alzheimer’s.
Maybe I am not angry at all, or emotional for that matter. Maybe I am just in my Four Quartet phase of life.
HVA
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