Me And My Religions
Mar. 31st, 2010 10:56 amMy parents weren't particularly religious. As a kid- and member of the cub scouts- I attended a Presbyterian church. After we moved- from Croydon to rural Kent- I attended the local Anglican church. At 14 I was sent away to a boarding school with a strong Anglo-Catholic tradition. I resented the compulsory chapel services and gave up on Christianity (for the first time) in my mid teens.
I was always intensely curious about what I suppose I'm going to have to call "spirituality". From an early age I devoured books about mythology, ghosts, reincarnation, psychical research and magic- not systematically, but as they came my way.
When I was about 20 it suddenly occured to me that it was inconsistent to believe in the paranormal yet dismiss the Biblical miracle stories as nonsense. That laid the groundwork for my subsequent re-conversion.
I wanted to lead the good life. I thought I could do that by becoming a priest. So that's what I did.
Theological college taught me to think critically. I was shocked to discover that the gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John were not necessarily written by the Biblical characters with those names. I came out of the system as a mixed up liberal protestant.
A week or two after my ordination I realised I had made a terrible mistake.
The next ten years were pressure cooker years. I became a charismatic, but found the culture stifling and infantile. I became an Anglo-catholic and found that didn't really fit me either. I was gradually drawn, under the influence of the radical theologian Don Cupitt, towards Christian atheism.
When it all got too much to bear- and I could no longer toe the party line- I left the church. Over the next five years I scrabbled around for something to believe in. I read Jung and Nietzsche and Krishnamurti and all sorts. I wrote articles about my search- some of which were published in the Guardian and elsewhere.
I'd always been a feminist of sorts. One day I read a pagan book and discovered it was possible to think of the Divine as female. This was wonderfully liberating. For the first time I stepped completely outside the mental world of Christianity and became a pagan, a member of the Fellowship of Isis and then a witch. Ailz and I ran a coven and were, briefly, pagan celebrities. We appeared on TV and got our pictures in the papers. Finally we wrote a book- The Illustrated Guide to Wicca.
After which I found I'd said everything I needed to say on the subject- and it was time to move on.
Since then I haven't identified as anything in particular. A year ago I started going to church again- for the company- but had to bail out before it gave me a nervous breakdown.
I believe that we're spiritual beings and that- to adapt Tennyson a little- we come from the great deep and return to the great deep. The world is a role-playing game- or- as Shakespeare kept saying- a stage. This intuition satisfies me- and I feel no further need for putting on funny clothes or preachifying or getting into arguments.
I was always intensely curious about what I suppose I'm going to have to call "spirituality". From an early age I devoured books about mythology, ghosts, reincarnation, psychical research and magic- not systematically, but as they came my way.
When I was about 20 it suddenly occured to me that it was inconsistent to believe in the paranormal yet dismiss the Biblical miracle stories as nonsense. That laid the groundwork for my subsequent re-conversion.
I wanted to lead the good life. I thought I could do that by becoming a priest. So that's what I did.
Theological college taught me to think critically. I was shocked to discover that the gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John were not necessarily written by the Biblical characters with those names. I came out of the system as a mixed up liberal protestant.
A week or two after my ordination I realised I had made a terrible mistake.
The next ten years were pressure cooker years. I became a charismatic, but found the culture stifling and infantile. I became an Anglo-catholic and found that didn't really fit me either. I was gradually drawn, under the influence of the radical theologian Don Cupitt, towards Christian atheism.
When it all got too much to bear- and I could no longer toe the party line- I left the church. Over the next five years I scrabbled around for something to believe in. I read Jung and Nietzsche and Krishnamurti and all sorts. I wrote articles about my search- some of which were published in the Guardian and elsewhere.
I'd always been a feminist of sorts. One day I read a pagan book and discovered it was possible to think of the Divine as female. This was wonderfully liberating. For the first time I stepped completely outside the mental world of Christianity and became a pagan, a member of the Fellowship of Isis and then a witch. Ailz and I ran a coven and were, briefly, pagan celebrities. We appeared on TV and got our pictures in the papers. Finally we wrote a book- The Illustrated Guide to Wicca.
After which I found I'd said everything I needed to say on the subject- and it was time to move on.
Since then I haven't identified as anything in particular. A year ago I started going to church again- for the company- but had to bail out before it gave me a nervous breakdown.
I believe that we're spiritual beings and that- to adapt Tennyson a little- we come from the great deep and return to the great deep. The world is a role-playing game- or- as Shakespeare kept saying- a stage. This intuition satisfies me- and I feel no further need for putting on funny clothes or preachifying or getting into arguments.
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Date: 2010-03-31 02:08 pm (UTC)I have never heard the phrase "Christian atheist". How on earth does one define it?
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Date: 2010-03-31 02:29 pm (UTC)Christian atheism is when you keep the ethical content of Christianity and throw out everything supernatural. I think it's an untenable position. If God is a fiction, why would you feel the need to keep showing up at church week after week? I was interested to see that Don Cupitt- the guy who was preaching it as a viable path back in the 70s and 80s- has finally quit the church and is no longer functioning as a priest. I'm only surprised it took him so long.
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Date: 2010-03-31 02:46 pm (UTC)I was brought up Anglo Catholic (father a priest) and became Roman Catholic when I was 40 plus.
I can't remember any time when I didn't know that the authorship is a mystery. It got me into terrible trouble, aged around 10, with the RE schoolmistress. She said that she would (SHOCK HORROR) write to my father, so I had to explain that it was he who had talked to me about it. We never heard any more about it, but i wasn't allowed to do Scripture at A level.
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Date: 2010-03-31 03:05 pm (UTC)I must have led a sheltered life, but I hadn't encountered Biblical criticism before entering theological college- and it hit me like a brick.
The other thing that hit me like a brick was 20th century German theology. Sooooo dull!
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Date: 2010-03-31 04:15 pm (UTC)Me, I sometimes style myself a Radical Protestant. The radical idea behind Protestantism was supposed to have been dispensing with the clergy as an intermediary between believers and the Bible. I figure why not go whole hog and dispense with the Bible as well? If there really is a conscious Creator that is all-knowing, all-powerful, and benevolent, then that Creator made me and presumably knows me well enough to know what would convince me of Her Existence and Divinity. Consequently, I figure that if God really cares whether I believe in Her or not, She can find a way to convince me. So far, it hasn't happened. I conclude that either God does not care what I believe, or She doesn't exist. Either way, I feel quite absolved of the need to carry on in Church on a Sunday morning.
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Date: 2010-03-31 04:52 pm (UTC)I didn't feel like I was lying anymore, or following frauds down a fool's path.
Unfortunately those wonderful works have been and are still used to dominate and enslave. And still leave a bad taste in my mouth. I guess the bitter taste is there to remind me where not to go, and what to fight against when I can.
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Date: 2010-03-31 06:21 pm (UTC)But I have to keep a certain distance. Michelangelo's Last Judgement is a towering work of the human imagination- and I detest almost everything it's trying to say.
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Date: 2010-03-31 08:15 pm (UTC)In one parish we found that people tiptoed round us, in another that they set out to be unpleasant to see what the reaction would be
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Date: 2010-03-31 08:25 pm (UTC)i knew by the time that I was ten years old that the true Word of God for Christians was a person, not a book, and that the Bible was only secondarily the word of God. "You aren't a Jew or a Muslim. so your faith doesn't depend on a book."
That was three decades before John Barton wrote People of the Book? (NB question mark.)
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