ZenHalfTimeCrock
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Am presently reading a remarkable book on Christian Zen by Ruben Habito. Habito is a Jesuit priest who has been formally recognised by two Zen masters as having achieved a profound depth of realization in this essentially atheistic tradition.
Before that it was Elaine Pagels’ autobiography. Pagels is a professor of religion who specialises in the history of early Christianity with special reference to the gnostic gospels. In her personal life Pagels had to endure the almost unimaginable loss of her young son and then her husband in quick succession but eventually found solace in an apocryphal gnostic text called The Gospel of Truth.
And before even that, had the pleasure of reading the octogenarian former Bishop of Edinburgh Richard Holloway’s sublime reflections on life and death in one of his books called Waiting for the Last Bus. Holloway comes across as having lost his faith but can’t be sure.
Last of all, the postie has just dropped off a secondhand copy of John Barton’s acclaimed history of the Bible.
Does this mean that I am religious?
Not really. Have never been vouchsafed any kind of spiritual experience and do not self-identify as belonging to any faith.
Is there a God? No idea.
Same when it comes to life after death.
So would probably still describe myself as having no religion.
Religion could be a right load of old bollocks for all I know but as a phenomenon I still find it endlessly fascinating.
Before that it was Elaine Pagels’ autobiography. Pagels is a professor of religion who specialises in the history of early Christianity with special reference to the gnostic gospels. In her personal life Pagels had to endure the almost unimaginable loss of her young son and then her husband in quick succession but eventually found solace in an apocryphal gnostic text called The Gospel of Truth.
And before even that, had the pleasure of reading the octogenarian former Bishop of Edinburgh Richard Holloway’s sublime reflections on life and death in one of his books called Waiting for the Last Bus. Holloway comes across as having lost his faith but can’t be sure.
Last of all, the postie has just dropped off a secondhand copy of John Barton’s acclaimed history of the Bible.
Does this mean that I am religious?
Not really. Have never been vouchsafed any kind of spiritual experience and do not self-identify as belonging to any faith.
Is there a God? No idea.
Same when it comes to life after death.
So would probably still describe myself as having no religion.
Religion could be a right load of old bollocks for all I know but as a phenomenon I still find it endlessly fascinating.