For a decade, I’ve taught piano to a reserved, smart young man. He doesn’t talk much, but this week he quietly took advantage of all my offers of help and said, I have to write a paper on religion. I had told him to be interesting, intellectual, and emotional when he writes, but this time he wanted substance.
Religion is philosophy, I said, and each of us can pick what we think is right. As a psychic, I hear a voice that directs me, but I don’t know if it’s God, or aliens, or some other source. In a low voice he said, I know you have something unusual going on. I answered, that’s the key. We all are unusual. I don’t believe in hell, but I hope the people who want to go to heaven, get there. I align with those who search for truth and do good work.
I told him to examine everything and remember that it’s a wide-open topic. Do your research, study Gandhi, Buddha, the Pope, and anyone else you can think of. Be respectful of other people’s belief systems. Take what you want and leave the rest.
When I studied philosophy for my master’s degree, I learned from those in class that we each have a hidden core of truth. Don’t be daunted when yours is unique to you.
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