So, today is Easter. And, I decided to blog about it. I then realized I did this 2 years ago, but never published it. It was interesting reading it, because my views of “God” and “Jesus” have shifted, a lot, since then. Back then, they were both total trigger words for me. However, a few months ago, I did some release work on it, and have really let go of my negative emotions. I even had a conversation with Jesus. He told me to call him JC, and that he would appear to me as a cartoon character, so as not to trigger me. He also said his sign to me would be the number 55. OMG! I see 55 everywhere. Mostly on the clock and as the temperature. Oh, and the speed limit. And in my game Bejeweled I play. Basically, anything with numbers, those 2 numbers will appear to me. This morning, I already saw 55 twice. Ok, JC! I get it! You are with me!

He has even stopped appearing as the cartoon (John Redcorn from King of the Hill). He appears to me looking the way most people see him. Long beard, long white gown, etc…He comes to me in my meditation frequently. He usually simply places his hand on my shoulder, from behind me, and gives me an important message, that always ALWAYS makes me feel better. The more I have learned about him, the more I only see him in a spiritual sense. Not a religious one, at all. He is even one of my guides in my Reiki sessions, and Mediumship sessions I do. He is very powerful, and I know he is always with me. I finally started to be able to call him “Jesus” over JC, sometimes. I kind of like JC, because he himself told me to call him that. It’s kind of my little nickname for him.

God is also not such a big deal. I don’t call him God, though. To me, he is spirit, and he is everywhere. I don’t “kneel to pray” like many do. To me, that shows you think he is above you. I don’t believe that. I believe he is everywhere-around you AND in you. So, why kneel to him? For me, I don’t “pray”, anyway. I meditate, and call him to me. Technically, it is the same thing. It is just how we, ourselves, look at it.

So, I thought that since my views had come so far, Easter would not be a trigger for me. But, apparently, it still is.

I see everyone’s posts and tweets about it. So many “He has risen” comments and meme’s. That’s fine. It’s all views. Everyone has the right to believe whatever they want. But, it is the comments like “If you believe, you will live for eternity” that really get me. I guess, to those people, it means that since for so long, I DIDN’T believe, I would just die? Yet, they were special since they believed, and therefore would live forever? Or, as long as I believe in my lifetime, then I will carry on to the next life. yet, those who don’t, will simply die? It makes no sense to me.

Then, it hit me-how many times religion (believers vs non-believers) has come between me and the people I loved. My whole entire life. I had people tell me that they weren’t able to hang out with me because our beliefs were not the same. (Of course, THOSE people were from the Boulder Church of Christ, which was a known cult, so THAT one made some sense.) And other friends whose religious beliefs were THE most important thing in their life, and since I didn’t believe, there was just no room in their life for me.

I like to belief that everyone has a right to their own beliefs. That is their business. Even being an Athiest is  a belief in itself. You believe in nothing. That was me for 44 years. Now, I have my own private beliefs. I try to share my spiritual stuff, and spread the joy. But, I don’t judge others for their own beliefs. However, I also expect others NOT to judge me. Not to tell me, now that I finally HAVE all my beliefs, that “I seem lost, and when I am ready to find God, they will teach me.” For the first time in my LIFE, I am NOT lost. I love my beliefs in JC, and Spirit, and angels all around me. In the idea that, when we die, we simply transition to the next dimension and can still communicate with the living. I believe in reincarnation, and the spirit world, and that my soulmate golden retriever is laying right at my feet, right next to my living golden. These are truly amazing beliefs. They may not be YOUR beliefs. but they are mine. And, I ask that people respect that, and not look down on me for it. I really have no room in my life anymore for those who have that attitude, and they are slowly being let go of, on my end. It feels good. Respect of one’s beliefs has become very important to me. And, my respect for others has grown too. Acceptance of ones’ self is huge!

So, as I write this and let go of any residual hurt feelings from my 50 years on Earth, I do feel better. I can simply keep scrolling when I see those comments that “offend” me. How can I expect those people to respect my views, if I don’t respect theirs? We are all different, and all have our own views on life, and death, and all in between. It is what makes us unique, right??

So, until next time, I hope everyone has a happy Easter, whichever way they choose to celebrate, if they choose to celebrate at all.

And, so it is…