June 9, 2011

Spirituality

As I mentioned before, Melissa sent me the book “SoulPancake” and for those of you that don’t know anything about it. Read about it HEREERERE. In the Introduction, Mr. Rainn Wilson talks about how he wrote this book to spark conversation and make you think…and that’s what I plan on doing. Anyway, since there is so much in the book, I told Melissa that she should give me a page number and I would do whatever is on that page (assuming it’s doable, considering where I am) and then blog about it. Melissa said page 21…so here it goes. 

For those of you that can’t follow along in your own copy, the section is “The Brain & The Soul” and the topic is “Spirituality”.

“I would describe my spirituality as exactly the opposite of having a religious affiliation” - Bill Maher

See the "orb"?
Let me start off by clarifying my lack of religious views. I don’t have any religious affiliation. I went to church when I was younger but that’s it. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate on people that are religious, most everybody I know is religious in some aspect. One of the definitions is “concerned with religious values”, but when I think of the word and idea of Spirituality, I don’t think of religion at all. The definitions I relate to better are “of, relating to, consisting of, or affecting the spirit; incorporeal”, and “related or joined in spirit”. One of the most recent and most important life experiences I’ve had that relate to this Noah’s death. I have a few pictures of my son where there are “orb”s in the pictures, and Nick tells me that he talks to his dad and sees his dad sometimes still. I believe in spirits, in more of an energy and presence (emotional and mental more than physical) sort of way, than in the religious aspect. But to each, their own, right?

The "exercise" (for lack of a better word) on the topic is for me to re-define what spirituality is and isn't. This blogging about conversations topics is gonna be hard if you guys don't give me some feedback...so...we'll see...
Spirituality is ....feeling the presence of somebody who has passed away with you.  ....swimming in the river and feeling the bond with nature.   ....the calm or the chaos inside your head when you encounter a moral dilemma 
Spirituality isn't... OK, I can't think of anything for that one...
I need you guys to help get this party started....


“The first act of awe, when man was struck with the beauty or wonder of nature, was the first spiritual experience.” by Henryk Skolimoski.

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HOLY CRAP - IT'S HOT!! Just to put it in perspective, it was 122 degrees or more (the temperature gauge out there doesn't go higher than that) at about 3pm yesterday. It was still 95 degrees at 10:30 last night. It was also only like 60 degrees most of the time I was in Idaho, so going from that to this is CRAP.
Before I start getting into the Soul Pancake stuff, I'm gonna write this blog about when I went home on R&R Leave. I left the 16th and got home on the night of the 18th I think. I managed to surprise my mom, Nick and sister, so that was fun. Mom almost broke my back she was hugging me so damn hard. I had a wonderful time at home. It was the fastest 15 days of my entire life.
I got to hang out with a lot of friends. The BBQ was pretty much a blast. Tons of people showed up. Some people that couldn't make it to the BBQ came by another night while I was home. I consumed a VERY large quantity of Bud Light Lime while I was home. I also drank some Blue Moon and some other things that were equally delicious. I couldn't even start to thank everybody (individually) who came by over the 2 weeks, so here is this: THANK YOU for coming to visit me, make me feel missed and loved. I loved every second I got to spend with everybody! :)
I also got to hang out with family, some more than others. It was really great getting to see everybody really. Even if it was watching Grandma puke on the side of the road on a Saturday night like some binge drinking teenager. It was NOT funny. Ok, it was, but I'm sorry. Poor Grandma. Love you tons :) Sammy hung out a bunch and she even taught me how to make tutus (your secret's safe with me Sammy).
Nickolas was so fun. Randomly he'd tell me things like "I missed you so much when you were in Iraq" and "I'm so glad you're home from Iraq". What a sweetheart.
OH, and my dogs, yeah, they missed me and I missed them and they loved me and I loved them. Freakin love those mutts.
and I started dating my exboyfriend again. btw - it's going great haha