Faith is a word that is often associated with religion. Having faith in an outside source of power is a staple among the belief systems across the globe. Why is this? When in history did it become natural for us to look elsewhere for our spiritual needs and validation?
Now, I’m not pretending to have all the answers (not even close!). But my own personal spiritual journey has brought me to a place where I have to question the mainstream knowledge. When our world is arguably at its height of discord and yet a large portion of the population claim to have faith in a God of love, I have to wonder. Are we missing something?
Like most people in my country, I was raised in a Christian home. My family was very loving and raised me to be the same. Unfortunately for me, I expected this same treatment when I entered the larger world and was very rudely awakened. Without going into the details, the very faith I was raised in was turned and used against me in the worst of ways. I ended up doubting my faith, my lifestyle, and myself.
I sought help and found it in a combination of therapy and yoga. For the first time, I was encouraged to turn within and see what I found there. This exploration of the self, through the self, to the self suggested that I had been outwardly seeking for that which can only be found within. My own personal power.
I slowly started rebuilding my faith, but this time, in myself. I started believing that I had the power to change my life without relying on help from a mystic being. I started believing that I could be strong and independent and not have to claim that these were blessings from above, instead of my own hard work. I started believing that I have intrinsic value that is not dependent on which religion I claim. And these beliefs brought me back to myself.
Again, I’m not claiming to know the secrets of the universe, not at all. But I do know, that I will always start by having faith in myself and moving from there.