Many of believe the lie that safety comes through certainty. Especially those of us who’ve had an encounter with the Divine and don’t want to lose it. We tend to be quickly absorbed into a mindset that seems to fit our experience. Those who appear to provide the answers that we crave tend to be the fundamentalists of a religious or spiritual tradition. It doesn’t really mater what the brand – certainty is for sale, promising to eternally conserve that which cannot be conserved.
It certainly appears to work for a while, but very quickly our experience and its dynamic energy soon fade to be replaced by the doctrinal truths or certainties of our particular fundamentalism of choice. Such truths are presented and revered as the guardians of God, those who won’t let us down in the storms of life. And yet they often do. For the very storms can be a result of the beliefs themselves.
The levels of stress among fundamentalists belie their belief in a God of peace and abundant life. Life is reduced to Darkness versus Light and every effort must be exercised in remaining on the side of Light. That’s why fundamentalism promotes the idea that life is a battle, one in which we shall remain standing if we only stay within its belief system and related communities.
However, eventually life and, dare I say, the Divine, blasts our fundamentalist Linus blanket apart, as we sink into the despondency of lost certainty. And yet, it is at this point that Divine Love may once more invade of emotional world and touch us with a touch that needs no belief.
Presence is just that ~ Presence. A knowing that we are not alone, even as our previous beliefs and sacred tenets like shipwrecked on the shore of our unbelief. It’s at this point that we realise that belief systems are not synonymous with knowledge, for such knowledge lies outside the realm of thought. Rather, it is a gut feeling, an overwhelming sense that everything is OK and that we are loved.
Now many of us were introduced to the God of our experience before we settled for the one of belief. It is in this dark place of nothingness that we once again sense Source hovering over the surface of our disillusioned psyche-soul. Out of the chaos of lost belief comes a living walk with One who cannot be pigeonholed into our fundamentalist boxes. Walking in the garden of Innocence we find a new helpmate – trust. Sent from our inner world this sensory one leads us on the paths of communion, the walkways of Presence. Trust knows nothing of fundamentalism, that cheap clone who promises to keep us to the end. No trust is the real thing. The energy from within that shapes and models our experiential world of form. As we trust, our outer world conforms to the Divine blueprint and we fly free as children of a Great Love. The safety of Divine Flow replaces the ever stressful mind games of our previous fundamentalism.
Life is to be fun and enjoyed in the flow-freeing Energy of the nameless, I Am that I Am. Only as we let go of fear and ego birthed belief are we truly safe in a space-time world held together in the Divine Matrix of the Logos/Tao. As a recovering fundamentalist I can’t remember too many fun days in the daily battles of my previous dualistic psycho-spiritual settings. No, I guess fundamentalism might help us all in getting out of a hedonistic Egypt, but not so good in promoting the enjoyment of the Milk and Honey of our inner Promised land.
Fly free my friends, fly free.