This week has been full of rain. Beautiful, peaceful, rain. Raindrops have clung to the Japanese Magnolia blooms near my front porch. I find myself staring out the window, thankful for the nourishment falling from the sky.
I’ve also been thinking a lot, as I normally do. I’ve found myself searching for a title.
A title? It sounds kind of silly.
I guess I’ve been surrounded by titles all of my life, and I feel like I must have one attached to my spiritual life.
If I have a title, then others might know what I stand for. Over the past few months, I’ve been called things that I am not. While this hasn’t exactly bothered me, I haven’t loved it, either.
Ah, assumptions. Aren’t they grand?
At the moment, I am contemplating the titles pantheist and panentheist. Perhaps I am one of these things.
A pantheist believes that everything is God. Well, I believe that energy and life are God, so it seems to fit the bill.
A panentheist believes that God is both in all things and above all things. This makes sense to me, too.
I’ve been thinking about the universe, and just how vast it is. Enormously vast. It’s incomprehensible, really.
Our universe could be part of an even greater multiverse. When I think of it this way, I don’t feel the need to put God outside of or beyond this material experience. I give a point to pantheism.
When I first left the Abrahamic faiths of Christianity and Judaism/Noahidism, I read Deist material. Thomas Paine specifically. I love Paine’s work, but it was written in a negative sense. And I need positivity in my life, too! I also feel like God is alive in the world now, just not in the way I used to think. In general, Deism views God as outside of this earthly experience.
Perhaps I don’t need a label. I likely will not settle on one any time soon. For now, I will focus on learning more, loving all that I encounter, and somehow making a small difference each day.
This Sacred Life 