Heaven. My parents were Roman Catholic so heaven was the place where God lived with (the Virgin) Mary on one side and Jesus (his Son) on the other. Heaven. The place where there was no pain. Everyone was happy. There was no anger. No jealousy. Nothing bad. I think I summed up that theory of heaven. Sorry if I offended anyone, but this is just my theory and version on this topic.
I have actually studied many religions because I was curious. After high school I decided to major in history. Wiseguy loves to quiz me all the time about historical facts. FAIL. (Why are the years so important in history? I know, some historian right?) I LOVE history just because of the drama and social aspects in all the his-stories.
Anyway, let’s return to the taboo topic of religion. Being brought up RC I went to church every sunday. I was a soprano in the choir. At the age of 14, I wanted to be Mother Teresa. Honest. However, meeting boys kind of changed that. They were cute and I loved to danced and MT never really did that did she? So, my goal was just to be a good person. Yup, that should do it for my RC soul.
In keeping in line with “being a good person” I was very open about many things. My parents (bless their hearts) believed that “birds of a feather MUST flock together”. So, keep the same heritage / religion when you are looking at potential dates. The awful teenager that I was, I decided to date someone of the Muslim persuasion. Ouch! It was more based on personality and not religion, but I really learned a lot . I actually read the Koran (Quran), took notes, asked the boy questions about stuff I read. The one thing I learned (which I think is the most important thing I ever learned) is that rumours and the unknown breed fear. Not to mention that scriptures taken out of context (as is the case with many writings) can really do a bang up job in creating and breeding fear in any society.
Each religion (and there are many) talk about love and forgiveness. They talk about patience and understanding and loving. So, my amusement has always been that anytime there is a war, and “God’s people” are brought up, I can’t help but feel happy and sad at the same time. Really, I don’t want to stir the pot (I am a peace-loving person after all), but after studying ALL religions (honestly…ALL religions…even the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster) the basic message in each is: love and understanding and inner peace and community. How shooting other people was derived from THAT message baffles me.
My blog today is not a lecture. In my opinion (yes, opinion) I believe that every religion is right. I also believe every religion is wrong. Weird right? But I strongly believe that if we followed the basics of any religion, we would actually be happy. Every religion believes in a higher power. Each one believes that we must love ourselves and by accomplishing this feat, we can and will love everyone around us. Love and forgiveness leads to happiness. That is the root of every religion. If we mixed up all religions with only the parts on love, kindness, tolerance and discarded the parts on how to dress and who can beat whom and who goes to heaven and who doesn’t, then I believe the most perfect religion would exist.
Today I think it is important to realize how important loving yourself is. It’s not about being a narcissist. I believe that when you stop looking at what others have that you do not, you can start to appreciate what “wonderfulness” you have in your life and in yourself. When you feel that beauty inside you, that rose-coloured world returns and life starts feeling and looking good again. THAT world is a beautiful place to live in. The more happiness and joy you emanate, the more the same kind of happiness is attracted to you. You are amazing and beautiful and wonderful. Once you appreciate what you really have and stop concentrating on what you believe you are missing, you will have a clear path to that wonderful place. Welcome to Heaven! That happy place where there is no pain, anger, jealousy. Just lots of Happiness and Love. (Right John?)