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Apr 21, 2004 23:08

I went for a walk tonight at sunset and six thousand things occurred to me. Let's go through them, one by one, until all four of you have removed me from your Friends list. Except, probably, for shemshade who I hear finally succumbed to an overdose of "Soft Scrub ( Read more... )

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fathoming April 22 2004, 16:10:57 UTC

Thank God for your journal.

nickelchief April 23 2004, 08:13:08 UTC

I got this comment in my inbox just as I was feeling rilly rilly down, and like a big loser over something completely unrelated, so thanks for the vote, it put a spring in my step.

daisydumont April 22 2004, 19:13:14 UTC

i'm sorry your UU experience was so bad. i feel crappy having recommended them to you. the closest i got to them, though, was the solitaries' group that i accessed online and one CUUPS (pagan) Mabon festival where i circle-danced with a crowd around an altar with unfamiliar statues on it. jeepers.

well anyway, i think i know what you mean about the pull toward that catholic chapel. i became a catholic at 28, tried for about a dozen years, failed, and gave up. but still i feel that pull.

nickelchief April 22 2004, 20:11:34 UTC

Please don't feel crappy! For it was not you up there at the lectern speaking such lightweight words. Nor was it only you who recommended the UUs -- there was a loud chorus of great suggestions after that post, many of which pointed me right down Main Street and through the doors of the UU church ( ... )

daisydumont April 22 2004, 20:24:07 UTC

ok, thanks so much for the nice reply. i won't let myself feel crappy any more. no, my sermon might've been about Love and stuff, but i hope it'd have been a bit less sappy. ;)

i'll be glad to tell you about the Catholic Thing. maybe tomorrow afternoon i'll write it up and mail it to you, or append it here if i don't get too wordy about it. it's important to me still. thanks for being interested!

daisydumont April 23 2004, 06:24:47 UTC

all righty. what happened to me was that i lived in italy, outside rome, during the Holy Year of 1975. the summertime-ful of flocks of international pilgrims, everywhere when we took the train down into rome, changed me forever, i think. i loved the churches and cathedrals much more than the pagan ruins (i'm not one for history). i'd been nothing for years by then, sort of an East-West Journal kind of hippified agnostic, so Rome took me by storm. within 3 years of coming back from europe, i was a catholic. one pentecost, i was watching some show on religious tv, said to myself "i want to be a catholic," called the local parish the next day, went to my first instruction class that night, and was received and confirmed in august. one of those madly passionate, overwhelming love affairs that immediately turn into a war zone after the vows ( ... )

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