Of late, several people have
asked me about my beliefs.
Occurs to me that I could
address this here . . .
My father told me when I
was 13 that he realized I was
a Pantheist. Looking back, I
am wowed by both his open
mind and that he waited until
I began my teenage years to
share this with me.
Obviously, I had to ask him
what he meant by this. He
explained that a Pantheist is
a person who loves Nature.
He said that he saw just how
much I loved being outside,
walking, hiking, and taking
full moon rides.
I confess, now that I'm about
a 100 years old and it's only
minus two degrees outside, I
often observe Mother Nature
from the window. I enjoy
watching nature specials and
reading nature based books.
And those rides I liked as a
kid are now one of the things
I love most.
I don't question how she came
about. Maybe created, perhaps
evolved, but bottom line . . .
Mother Nature is the great
love of my life.
Yes daddy, Pantheist I am and
ever will be.
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