Journeys

So I’ve written about reading and books—I admit, without TV and only random internet access, books become very good and welcome entertainment (except for the husband, who is often trying to sleep). But, that being said, it has been a long time since I have taken my time, slowed down, and really read a book, earmarked its pages, and pondered specific excerpts.

Then along came a little tingle in my toes to reconsider my “spiritual” life. On a recent ski trip with my husband’s friends (and mine, of course, but in a different way) I was asked about my “faith journey” while sitting in the hot tub after a long day. It is not particularly in my nature to talk about and explore my thoughts on religion with just anyone, or really anyone at all, but especially not with a group of--certainly kind and good-intentioned-- but inherently different-from-me, folks.

While I shrugged the whole thing off at first, both the husband and I tend to think of ourselves as “stalled” in this journey, I did start to think about where I was “at.” I have long been interested in lots of faiths, both for their differences and their common threads. In particular, I have been drawn to Unitarian Universalism for a few years now without undertaking any kind of serious study of what that means exactly. So via the wonders of the internet, I ordered and received A Chosen Faith: An Introduction to Unitarian Universalism.

And I earmarked it, underlined passages, and really read.

Now, I honestly did not intend for this blog to become anything more than some fun crafts and recipes and photos, so take from this entry what you will. BUT I will say this: go out and wholeheartedly read a book about something that tingles your toes. It might surprise you. It might take you on a journey that you were not expecting. I’ll see you there J

Thanks for listening… with your eyeballs, of course.