I went through a phase when I was about 13/14 where I decided I would try and immerse myself in God's Word. I wanted to be Christian, I wanted to belong to that, I wanted the hope and love it offered. I tried very hard, began attending a Pre Vat II Catholic Church. That lasted for about 12 months.
I then began to realise that i was pretending? That something was amiss. That I was not getting a clear picture and that I was finding I was seeking not the Word, but the Faith.
I so deperately wanted something to believe in. I had a pretty heavy time in my teens and really wanted to believe in SOMETHING I wanted that devotion I saw in so many people of different religions...I wanted to believe like the Benny Hin followers on TV lol
So I started going to a revival church? They had a band and a big love in sort of place. Lots of arms inthe air and tears and amens - very gospel I suppose. It was great! I loved it. I felt something and it was wonderful
I think this is where I lost my mum lol She is not into all that stuff, was raised and schooled by nuns,etc and very catholic, although she didnt attend church or anything anymore.
But yeah she would roll her eyes at me - which thinking now sounds really horrible, but I understood her and never felt disencouraged. She knew I was going through a phase and knew it woud pass and it did very quickly! I didnt feel the substance.
So then I all of a sudden appeared to be with new people with new ideas whne I was about 16 - and immediately it felt right.
But you cant tell your very straight mother about the Tree of Life and Skyclad rituals in the moonlight...or about the Tuatha De Danann and Faerie...lol So I didnt.
Mum knew I held different beliefs, but it wasnt until she was diagnosed last August that we had a talk about how and what I believed, and she could understand how I was dealing and reacting to her dying through the faith I had Druidry.
I hope your DD will share her spiritual journey with you if you want that, but trust me when I say that it was not a negative experience for me. I felt the freedom to try new ideas on and see how they fit, without anyone knowing my every move, or feeling I would be judged as fickle...It was freedom and that is the essence of how I came upon the path I am one- through embracing and seeking true freedom of my mind from others.
**sorry for the epic response! Felt the explanation was necessary**
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