I grew up in the Church, capital C, the bride of Christ the redeemer, sacrificial lamb washing clean the humans created in god's own image, too dirty to reside in the presence of the best god, no -- the mightiest god, no -- the one true god. Thats an important preface I believe. Jung said we should work within our own culture's mythologies rather than attempt another. I'm not sure its possible to do otherwise. I do not regret those days or the sophisticated tools I gathered there. I find, though, that I like how I am created. The church wants me to deny my flesh. I like my flesh. I love it and yours and all What is better than intermingling flesh?
So…the buddhists want me to deny my ego. The muslims want me to deny my art, The unitarians want me to deny my beast. The capitalists want me to deny my community. The humanists want me to deny my spirit. The freudians want me to deny my consciousness. The rationalists want me to deny my beliefs. The socialists want me to deny my individuality. The feminists want me to deny my masculinity. The atheists want me to deny my godliness The patriarchy wants me to deny my femininity. The pacifists want me to deny my violence. The physicists want me to deny my agency. The evolutionists want me to deny my choice. My wife want me to deny my lusts. Money wants me to deny my peace. Reality want me to deny hope. Pain makes me want to deny love.
So… consider the lilies. Consider the sparrows. Consider the trees. Whatever initiative furnaced those perfect creatures also did you and I. Not a root, a wing, a breath of pollen out of place. Each creature's existence is its birthright -- whole. Same with you and I and all -- whole.