“Our lives are not our own. From womb to tomb, we are bound to others. Past and present. And by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future…”
From the book, Cloud Atlas
I watched Cloud Atlas tonight. I had read the book years ago. Most books stick with me. Unless, I read them too fast. Maybe I was too distracted when I read this, or too caught up in my own thoughts as I read. I am intrigued by the unknown. Born into a religion you are taught “your” beliefs. I have not been content with that. It’s not that I don’t believe aspects of “my” religion, but it’s that I believe aspects of other religions. I at a young age heard another friend had said I was going to hell because I was of a different religion. And that she was trying to save me by taking me to her Wednesday night bible studies. While slightly flattered age wanted to save me. My little third grade mind raced with questions about how sure can she be that hers is the right one? Why would I go to hell for believing in god? Just because our religions are different? So this religion believes all who believe differently are condemned to hell? Who can that be godly? God in my mind wouldn’t condemn people for a trivial difference. Even if it were a large difference, believing and doing right in the world would be right in my mind.
I sat in church on Sundays thinking to god. (I’ll admit not always listening to the sermon.) Thinking about what happens when we die, where we go. Praying for forgiveness of my sins. Not understanding why or how someone (who’s religion hardly differed from mine) could believe that I was going to hell because our religions were different.
I found myself curious of others beliefs. Realizing all the similarities. I likened the variations to the “telephone game”.
To me god is god. He is in everything, with everything.
The sun shines. The plants grow. The water flows. The earth provides. We adapt to changes.
I see no reason science debunks religion. And no reason why religion should fear science or debunk evolution.
We are proof.
I believe in reincarnation. Not that I don’t believe in heaven or hell. I just believe some choose to live other life. Maybe that is heaven, maybe that is hell. Maybe it’s just another life on earth. We don’t know. We are not to judge the beliefs of others. Or to force our beliefs on them.
I am not afraid to say I believe in it all. Maybe this life is unfinished business, maybe it’s a chance at another perspective. A chance at a lost love from a past life. Maybe it’s to receive the sins committed in a past life. Or to revel in the good deeds. Maybe we choose, maybe we have our own reasons. Maybe we don’t have a choice. I guess I’m getting a little close to karma here.
“Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” The golden rule.
Like cloud atlas do we live other lives continuously making the same mistakes? Do we learn for our past lives?
My hope is one day we will be tolerant of others beliefs. Loving, respectful, open, and gentle. I hope one day we live in a world without war, without terror.
Love those you are bound to in this life and the next.