Barking up the wrong tree






I was not a church person, but I had many interests in configurations of society. I wanted to escape and allow the freedom to explore a chamber where I could hide and watch people form their own beliefs, within their own time frame. Why is time an important factor? Is it maturity or is it a grandiose where one’s higher self is accepting now of what is to come? I would walk past churches with my family and see they had no interest having the church doors open for them. My son had his own belief system now, but I was looking forward to the years ahead when he would come running to me for some type of contemplation on life.

One day I was with my friend Brenda when we happily went for a walk down the street. The church doors were open, and I explained that I would like to take a walk in there.  Brenda had been to many churches over the years, I followed humbly and allowed her to guide me through the walls of the church. It was smaller than what I thought but amassed a wealth of knowledge and wealth in its own right. There was a choir rehearsing and I was relishing how intricately they allowed their voices to travel through the church. A gentleman was sitting down playing a harp and the music sounded beautiful. Once the choir finished their song, I wanted to jump up and down enthusiastically while clapping my hands. I stood in silence though revering interest in it some more.

Believing in the afterlife and believing energy remains with us forever creates a floating nemesis where one’s mind is open to many things. Religion was not part of my fate and genre of my time. Would I want to sit in a pew and be open to the areas of wisdom that the church provided? I wanted to cherish the times at the beach where I could sit still with myself and meditate on my belief system. Connect to earth, connect to the flower essences of all around me and have a belief system of my own. A circling of words and life has a deep-down commitment to what the calling card of society brings to me, heaving a name for oneself is important.

As the time of making my own judgement, one’s mind now is how I help myself. The foundations of existence are one in many forms of society. Are we here to prove that we are all worthy of love, freedom and hope? Finding it in your soul is what is the most important factor for all to conquer. We are not here to punish each other through our religious beliefs or to criticize with what we are to do. Holding onto one’s faith is what is part of the role in life and allowing one’s own judgement to be heard. I wanted that to be a fixture in my life and be free harmoniously.


 Jacqui Ray
Melbourne, Australia
+61 433 281 441

  

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