Yesterday I attended my second Unitarian Universalist service. I’d gone to my first one in April, and hadn’t been motivated until yesterday to go back. I’m used to doing my own thing on Sunday – too many years either as an atheist or a solitary – and I sleep in a lot, and it takes me 45 minutes to get to church, so this all adds up to a lot of no-shows for me.
I may be changing my policy on Sundays, though.
The theme for the service was “Journeys of the Spirit.” It was what they called a multigenerational service, so there were kids (okay, that doesn’t bother me). So maybe the kids were the reason we got coloring to do. Yes, I said “coloring.” As folks came in, they were handed two stapled sheets of designs to color, with these words on the first page: “Does your journey of the spirit seem like:” And there were pictures of a sunrise, a kaleidoscope, a tree with roots, two spirals, a spiral within a star within a circle, and a flowing river or stream. Boxes of colored pencils were available for use.
I started with the sunrise, because I’m a sucker for sunrise/sunset art, and I guess because the sunrise does seem to have some significance in Kemetic belief. (Daily Rite includes the words, “May I shine each day in Your presence, O Netjer, as Ra shines on the horizon.”) Without finishing all the flowers in the design, I moved on to the dragon spiral – although to be honest, the flowing river may be more representative of my journey.
Actually, I think I would describe my journey more like the route of a cruise ship or an airplane, with many ports of call. My first stop was Catholicism – I spent a lot of time there; then I went to atheism, at which I also spent considerable time, before finally arriving at Kemeticism, with a brief layover at New Age. These days, I’m more like a snowbird, living in Kemeticism and atheism for roughly equal parts of the year. Okay, so maybe I’m mixing my metaphors a little.
What is my final destination? No one knows, at least no one on this plane of existence. The gods may know, but They aren’t telling.
I like the idea that a church can get into the idea of a spiritual journey. That’s incredibly cool to me. For those of you who aren’t familiar with the Unitarian Universalists, they don’t really have a particular creed; it’s possible to be Christian, atheist, or whatever you want and still be a UU. I have been on record (on Facebook) as saying I didn’t need another layer to my religious identity, but there are advantages to belonging to a community. As a Kemetic, I’m pretty much a solitary – no other Kemetics for several states around me. I can’t really go to the local atheist meetings, because I’m not really an atheist, am I? But the UUs will take me as I am. Perfect.
Guess I’ll be setting an alarm next Sunday.