My Problem With Sin

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I grew up with many confusing ideas about religion. When I say confusing, I mean non-logical and inconsistent. I don’t entirely regret it, because it is this inconsistency and not quite making sense that has pushed me spiritually to find something that does make sense. It has helped move me to the spiritual path that I am on today. So I can’t complain, I feel I am in a good place. At the same time there is always a nagging voice that causes me to revisit the ideas presented to me in my youth, in an attempt to understand the jumble of Christian thinking I was brought up on. With so many wonderful people living a life of faith in Christ it seems there must be something to it that I’ve missed.

 

One of the major stumbling blocks I ran into in my attempt to be Christian, was the problem of Sin. I grew up being taught that Sin was a thing, it had substance and accountability and was real. All your sins are written in the great book of life. All your sins must be paid for or repented for. And of course the primary concept of Christianity, that Christ in a moment on the cross took all the sins of humanity upon himself and paid the price for those sins. These are not the attributes of a non-entity, therefore in my mind sin was a thing. And all things, must be created. Ergo, God created sin and then made it my fault…

 

This has been a stumbling block for me. A point I cannot concede to a God that is supposed to be Love and Compassion. How is it that a God that is supposed to be Love would also create something designed to trip me up. A construct that the very nature of it’s substance causes me to be, literally, damned for all eternity?

 

In the past few weeks I’ve been undertaking treatment for Lyme Disease. My doctor has been very helpful in identifying that I have lyme disease and the appropriate treatment regiment. One evening as I was recovering from the days treatment and pondering life, I was struck by an epiphany. What if Sin was more like Lyme and less like a collection of scarlet letters? What if God was more like my Doctor and less like Judge Judy?

 

Let me explain. If sin is a created substance than my original concern with God holds up. But what if sin is more like disease? What if sin, instead of being a created substance was merely a description of the absence of spiritual health? Then, God, being more like my doctor, would be the compassionate healer that wants to help cure me of this spiritual disease. Instead of God being the sadistic judge that creates a legal snare and then catches me up in it and judges me for my failure.

 

I can’t say which is truth, but being able to identify a world model in which sin is something to get help for, as opposed to a tool of manipulation, is comforting. Seeing a God that wants to heal you as opposed to a God that wants to condemn you is a powerful change.

 

I still have many challenges I’m working through when it comes to the Christian bible and the stories I was brought up on. But it is comforting to me to find a God, behind the layers of inconsistencies I was taught, that may resemble the God of Love that I’ve heard so much about. My journey continues and my path is burgeoning with growth opportunities. But as I travel I wanted to share my epiphanies with you. I hope it helps in your path today.

 

Namaste,

Kevin

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Life Is Supposed To Be Fun!

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Life is so Damn Serious! Too Serious really… Or maybe it’s just me.

 

It is so easy to get caught up in all the serious activities that encompass our lives.

Sickness. Bills. Baby burning his hand. Everybody stressed. NSA spying.

 

You name it, there are reasons all around us to get serious and take action. But we have to seek balance. Action is all fine and good, and it’s how things get done. But in some ways I feel like I’ve been living my life in wartime, just waiting for the next bomb to go off.

 

I’ve always heard growing up of two stress responses, Fight or Flight. However it was only in the last 10 years as I got into my yoga studies that I learned about the more sinister type of stress, being trapped. Here is the scenario. You are a mouse and a cat is in the room with you. You have your choices fight or flight. Let’s face it, you’re a mouse, you can’t possibly take out the cat. So your only option, really, is flight. But here’s the rub. The room is locked and all the little mouse sized holes are sealed up. So now all you can do is wander the room nervously waiting for the cat to get hungry. This third type of stress is what we often find ourselves in. In this civilized world it’s not really appropriate to fight everybody, nor is it appropriate to run away, so we tough it out and sit and take it, nervous and unable to move.

 

Worse yet, sometimes, the cat is out our own heads. We are still the mouse, but we make up scenarios in our heads where we suffer at the claws of the mythical cat and struggle for survival…

 

So to my point. So What?!!! So the world is serious. So we get stressed. So that cat is going to eat us. Until then, we can at least occasionally throw a party! We can at least remember to dance and sing and do whatever it is that makes you feel alive! Everyone gets eaten by the cat eventually. Nobody, and I mean NOBODY, gets out of life alive. So the question you have to ask yourself is this “Do I want to go through life afraid? Or do I want to live like I’m… well… alive?”

 

So last night, as we watched our daughters 7 pm bedtime quickly receding in the rear view mirror, she asked to dance. So I put on music on my iphone and we danced and partied like there was no tomorrow! Baby got in on the action with his 1 year old head bob and Mom joined in as well as we spun in circles and had a fantastic moment.

 

And it reminded me, in the midst of my scheming and planning and scheduling and recovery, that life is supposed to be fun.

 

Enjoy yourself! Namaste!

 

Kevin

 

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It’s Going To Be Okay

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Having a hard time writing the blog this week. I’m not feeling particularly inspired, and life has been challenging. I was at a particularly low point yesterday and a new friend sat down with me an explained that it was all going to be okay.

 

We are resilient and resourceful both mentally and physically. Our bodies heal, our minds strive for balance. Sometimes we need to work on the environment or change the input. But we are fearfully and wonderfully made.

 

So my encouragement for today is mostly directed at myself, when I repeat, it’s going to be okay. Keep smiling and lift up that chin. It will all work out in the end.

 

Namaste,

 

Kevin

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Give, Receive, Use?

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I love thinking. Thinking has solved a lot of my problems. It has also created a lot of my problems. All super-powers seems to come as a double edged sword. Try not to cut yourself.

 

I’m stressing this week. I’m undertaking some aggressive treatment to help me with a medical issue. And sometimes the detox of the treatment can induce fevers… In fact it’s designed to induce a fever to help your body fight… It also scares the bejeepers out of me… I don’t like pain and discomfort and I am over-thinking things big time.

 

So as I sat down to think about what I was going to write this week, I accidentally re-read some of my post from last week… Boy, I could really benefit from taking my own medicine. It served as a reminder that we are all pretty good at giving and receiving. But there can be so much floating around at times that it’s really hard to actually use the things we’ve received (or in my case given).

 

I try not to quote myself often, but here goes:

…The brain can run away like a freight train with no brakes if you don’t take a deep breath and relax. Release the interpretation of the pain and simply be with the pain. Untranslated. Un-Embossed and embelished. Simply allowing it to be what it is.

Wow! What a brilliant thought. Too bad I wasn’t remembering it and breathing…

 

So that’s my lesson for the new year to actually utilize good advice.

 

With all the gifts that were passed around through the holiday season (both physical and metaphysical), maybe it’s time to sit down and actually use one. Take a moment to look back over the abundance that came to you in the last few weeks… See if you can find the hidden gem that you’ve completely forgotten to use. (Hint: It may be a tie rack)

 

Namaste,

 

Kevin

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Happy New Year

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Wow! Was that 2013 that I just saw go by! It looks familiar glancing at my rear view mirror, but it’s kinda blurry.

 

Just wanted to pause for a moment and say thank you to the subscribers and readers that have stuck with me through the last year. I hope you’ve enjoyed reading Chakra Community blog as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it. It’s a fantastic outlet for me to share thoughts and ideas. And I hope it’s a starting point to trigger thoughts and ideas within you and your life.

 

Together we can move forward the changes in our lives to make the world, or even just our perceived world, a better place.

 

I’ve heard it stated that 90 percent of pain is self induced.

 

Pain is interesting because signals from our nervous system are only part of the equation. For example you have a mild chest pain. You reach up with your hand and massage the spot and the pain is relieved. But then the wheels start spinning and the gear start churning. “Was that my heart?”, “Does my arm feel numb?”, “When was the last time I had a checkup?”… The brain can run away like a freight train with no brakes if you don’t take a deep breath and relax. Release the interpretation of the pain and simply be with the pain. Untranslated. Un-Embossed and embelished. Simply allowing it to be what it is.

Side note: The above analogy is in no way intended to have you ignore chest pain. You may want to see your doctor. 🙂

 

I’ve also drawn my own corollary to the above statement. 90 percent of pleasure is self induced.

 

Pleasure, similar to pain is an interpretation of events rather than the events themselves. It’s not as easy as flipping a switch and deciding something causes you pain or pleasure. But it is also true that our interpretation of the events leading to our pain or pleasure colors the result.

 

 

So as we look back and 2013 and look forward to 2014, remember this. You’re at now now. What ever was, was. Whatever will be will be. Enjoy the ride and try not to over analyze.

 

Namaste,

Kevin

 

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