
I do believe. I was raised Christian. Deeply Christian. Fundamentalist Christian. I grew, mostly away, from all that, and I served as pastor in my early years. I studied theology, grew to love those explorations. I found faith and freedom and passion – and curiosity, too. Somewhere along that path, I found a form of theology called “process.” It speaks of god/dess as being deeply relational to the universes and that in this deep relation is an on-going creation and re-creation of all, even recreation, the “play of creation”. I love that god/dess is changeable and is affected by the experiences of beauty, joys, tragedies, sorrows, mistakes of all of beingness.
In turn, I affect god/dess. I am within god/dess. Everything I experience, “all that is”, is experienced by god/dess. Planets blowing up: god/dess feels. New leaves on new trees: god/dess feels. Discoveries of medicine: god/dess feels. Everything of everything is experienced by god/dess. God/dess yearns for wholeness, beauty, adventure, and even seeks to bring it about, nudges it along as best as is godly possible, never stopping, always willing for creation to be re-creation, for the goodness and healing of all.
This is mystery. I am lovingly mystical and embrace mysticism and mystery with joy. I experience Jesus as my personal, mysterious, and mystical friend. The Jesus story inspires me as no other story! His compassion, courage, tenderness, fireceness for justice and love offers healing for all time. Jesus is one of the many, many whitecaps on the ocean of creation. Leading, pleading, challenging me, and all creation to re-create into what we know, and we do know this: we have room, lots of room for love and wholeness and kindness and ethics, and healing.