Let’s Talk About G-O-D.
If you had told 7-year-old me she’d one day write a blog about God, she would’ve said, “A blog about how there is no God—because this shit is nonsense.”
I was a bit of a cynical child. My baby sister feared I was going to hell. Catholic school offered me that. I looked around at the nuns, the priests, the other adults who were generally miserable and unkind, and thought, nah, this ain’t it.
Post-Catholic school, I was a proud atheist and gravitated toward like minds. I remember everyone acting like Darwin’s theory of evolution made perfect sense.
GOD?
Some man in the sky?
Humans evolved from apes, dummy.
Mhm. Yup.
Okay but—WHERE DID THE APES COME FROM?
The ground? Did they fall from the sky?
We don’t need to think too much about it other than to acknowledge:
we don’t know what we don’t know.
Connecting to what exists beyond you though—not in an existential way, but in the knowing that there’s so much more to this universe than we could ever comprehend—that something created it, that something brought this into existence…
It’s a feeling.
I remember the first time I felt it. I was 34, in my bed, looking out over the Boston skyline. I started smiling, and my body felt alive. I was doing nothing at all, but I felt a deep sense of love.
And I joked to myself, is this God? And what, you believe in God now?
I didn’t know—but it was nice to feel nice for no reason other than existing.
Something in me shifted. I wanted to understand. So I started seeking.
I went to spiritual places throughout India and Bali, hoping to find answers to my many questions. After a long hike in a remote part of India, I made it to a “secret” cave, where I sat and meditated for what felt like an uncomfortably long time, waiting for something mystical to happen.
I felt nothing.
Disheartened, I sat on a rock looking out at the fields below—and I felt deeply peaceful.
Then I heard:
“Find me everywhere.”
It was strange—but clear. Like the wind carried a message directly to me. Sweet. Simple.
God doesn’t exist solely in remote parts of the planet for the specifically chosen few. There’s no need to travel across the world desperately seeking salvation.
But when we can sit and see—
See that life is happening—the trees, the city, the ocean, the people…It all exists in organized chaos.
It is all IT.
Whatever it is.
Whatever it means to you.
It’s a feeling, not a word.
And the more we tap into that, the more alive we feel.
Much love, and cheers to redefining God.
