Tuesday, June 28, 2011

My Epiphany: Religious Tolerance


I'm an LDS member, though I'm what people consider a Jack Mormon. At first when I started traveling down this long road of what is unacceptable within the LDS religion I was so scared. I kept it from people; I was what one would call ashamed. 


At 16 I was taught by MANY missionaries and by many I would say at least a good dozen for a good 8 months.  I was finally baptized on August 4th, 2007 by Elder Zeiner (Erik Zeiner) and it was phenomenal. I've never felt so clean and pure and happy, ever. I went to church religiously, literally. Until November 14th, 2007 which is when I was in my car accident. My family read scriptures to me, I had many blessings and my mom even told me about this time with my scriptures. She handed me my scriptures and I turned to Alma 32:21 without even being able to see my scriptures because of my halo and I pointed to this scripture which was all time favorite "And now as I said concerning faith—afaith is not to have a perfect knowledge of things; therefore if ye have faith ye bhope for things which are cnot seen, which are true." My mom tells me how amazing that moment was. I believe I got into that accident for a reason. Even after being baptized I had a hard time believe there was this person otherwise known as God. He knew He needed to show me that He was real. He proved that through a miracle, me. I'm a miracle that shouldn't have done half of the things I have so far. 


I went to church after for a couple years. I got my patriarchal blessing my senior year. My junior year and senior year I was steadfast with it and then when we moved to West Valley City is when I started to fall away. I went at least twice a month but soon that became once every other month, etc. When I moved out on my own a year ago at first I didn't want to and then I found which church I was supposed to go to. Well, I went one week and the next week it was burned down. I know that's not a sign but that's what it felt like. So, I stopped going. The bishop's wife called me and told me where they were at and so I went one more week. At this point it was about 7 months since I had set foot in a church so it was really awkward. My morals were still high but I skipped out on a few of them and I wasn't feeling worthy. At this point I just stopped altogether. It was like a meat market, you were supposed to go there and meet someone and fall in love, get married and start having babies. It's not my time yet and it's nothing but awkward silence and I'm over that. There has to be more to the world than that.


Last night I watched a movie called Gandhi. Talk about open your eyes to the world. I talked to my boyfriend about where I could go and repent and he offered to take me to his Temple. He's a Buddhist and I'm super fascinated in learning about a new religion (or way of living) that really hasn't been brought to my attention. I stayed up until about 3:45 am or so studying and researching and really trying to find this essence I'd been missing out on. I even wrote down this thing that is just title Confession: 
All the evil karma committed by me since of old,
On account of greed, anger & folly, which have no beginning,
Born of my body, mouth & thought -
I now make full open confession. 
Now if just saying that doesn't make you feel re-born I'm surprised. I meditated a little, at least what I know as meditation and a lot came to me. I'm still lost, I won't deny that but I'm so much more at peace. My only problem at this point is who do I announce when I pray? Last night before and after meditating I said a prayer and I started it by saying, "Whichever God may be listening to me please hear my prayer." I just asked for strength to get through whatever they thought I needed strength to get through. He or She for that matter knows me very well and I could ask for a million things but (S)He is going to give me what I need. 


Now my Dream is Peace . . . as any of you who read my blogs know. Do any of you know what I think will bring Peace on Earth? Religious Tolerance.  I think through Religious Tolerance would benefit not only America but the whole entire world. For any of you reading this not in America I'm sure you think oh man look at Western Society and you're right but I accept your ideologies so just accept mine. I'm not here to bash your religion and I'm not here to hate your religion. I'm here to accept it.


I'm a person who believes in religious tolerance in my eyes that means I believe every religion is true. Let me explain before you think something that maybe you shouldn't. Just listen and hear me out. I believe the Lord wouldn't put a sole religion on this planet. Everyone has different perspectives, ideologies, thoughts and opinions. He knows us, all of us and He knows how to reach different people in different cultures and in different worlds. 


After doing some research my "definition" is pretty darn close. "Religious and social conservatives often interpret the phrase as related to a person’s beliefs about other people's different religious beliefs. It means that, to be tolerant, one must accept all religions as equally valid and true.

This is close to a religious concept called "pluralismwhich states that all religions are true and valid within their own cultures." One problem is that if diverse beliefs are all true, then absolute does not exist. These conservatives generally find unacceptable. Also, taken to a logical extreme, this definition of tolerance would require people to accept the existence of Yahweh, Allah, the Wiccan Goddess, Thor, Re, Jupiter, Venus, Diana, Fergus, etc. as real Gods and Goddesses."


Please watch this video and really think and ponder it and decide if you will take action:



Friday, June 24, 2011

It's gotta be the crunkest, It's gotta be the loudest.

It feels as though I haven't written for so long but I actually did just the other day. I think it could be due to the lack of anything I've done this week with a bunch of stuff bottled up. Flow, came to visit. If you get what I mean, ladies. I'm so used to being on BC and not having a super long visit but I slept my life away Mon, Tue, & Wed because of her. I downloaded some new songs, paid some bills, stressed about life. Pretty much the usual. The apartment complex finally came and cleaned my carpets, I love it. Smells and looks much better.

I was driving past the Murray Park as I was taking one of my clients out to dinner this evening and saw that river and I almost cried. I seriously had a huge rush of panic run all through my body. So not what I like. I was talking to my boyfriend about how bad my anxiety has been lately. He wasn't that useful but he did agree with me (guys, do this with your girls please!). I think I may want to go see a psych at the U or something because I don't want to just diagnose myself and go in saying, I'm crazy. Though we all know that I am :) No, but really . . . I think it would be a smart thing to do maybe I could concentrate better rather than obsess about everything going on in the world.

I think I'm gonna click to MTV so they can teach me how to duggy! :)

Monday, June 20, 2011

Fear makes the wolf bigger than he is.

I woke up this morning and was doing great seeing as how I went to bed so late Sunday night. I did my usual routine; ate some cottage cheese and an apple, brushed my teeth, made my bed, got my gym clothes on, got my protein shake ready and took my iPod off of it's charger. Well, I go to walk to my front door to leave and I gasp so freaking loud I swear my neighbors heard it. WATER! Water leaked in from this crack in my door frame.

Mind you this crack was mentioned at least ten times to the complex at this point. I've been here over a year and no one has tried to fix it. The last two times they came they said it was fine and not a big deal. Well, it's now a big deal that the water has soaked in my carpet about a foot and soaked part of my couch.

Well, I jump on my computer and send a message to maintenance once again. They came and put some calk at the bottom of the frame where the crack is. If this doesn't work I'm going to be livid. They also better come steam clean my carpet . . . no where in my lease does it say I have to clean the carpets in case of flooding and they should anyways because of such a pain this has been and I've told them multiple times. People just don't listen to young single women! I need a man around here. I better get on that.

So for now I have my soaked rug chillin' on the concrete wall outside my apartment with my teal towels that are soaked as well. My couch is pushed so far I can barely squeeze through to get to my kitchen, bedroom and bathroom and I really hope it doesn't do it again. If it does, I don't know what I'm going to do but it's not going to be very nice.

peace and love :)

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

My Dream

Why must we have war to have peace? I am not anti-war. I'm not pro-war. I'm not the president. I'm just a woman who thinks she can accomplish world peace. You hear beauty queens say they want world peace but they just have to say that. I'm an average girl, who lives an average life that wants to attain something that's far from average. It's possible, right? cool.









P.S. I think the Ukulele would bring that world peace, I think I need to learn how to play that bad boy.

Monday, June 6, 2011

Pog's & Yo-Yo's

I'm already 20 years old, living on my own, graduating next summer, paying for bills like an adult. Just yesterday I was in first grade with Morgan Rugg, Kenny Miller and Colton Goudy. Then I won my sixth grade science fair. In middle school I struggled at first. I was put in a group called "Path Finders" and it worked very well! I was very blessed to have such amazing women in my life. Gayle Threet and Mrs. Ward, even though they really made me angry then I love and cherish them now. Making new friends then was hard, but I was so blessed to find at least one of my truest friends, Alexis Nay. Tenth grade through Twelfth was a little hard but I got through them and with grace. I accomplished so much in those short 3 years it's insane. So much has happened in these short 20 years and I'm sure the next 20 are going to go by even faster and the 20 after that and hopefully I die. Just kidding, but really I feel me aging. No, it's not like my body is aging quickly but I can feel my soul get older. I talk to little kids about yo-yo's or pog's and they look at me like I'm crazy. They don't know who Aaron Carter is or 98 degrees. Things I say aren't cool anymore. Might as well just kill me now :) I'm excited to watch myself continue to grow up, wait. I am grown up. I'm excited to watch my life un-fold at this point and I hope I do make a change in this world that is so against it.

peace & love & yo-yo's for everyone! :)

When life hands you lemons, throw them back.

Words, I'm not good with them. I never have been. What gets me is that when it comes to something I feel passionately about, like a cause, I can articulate so beautifully.

There is a man I've been seeing, I've been so angry at times and so happy at others with him. He seems to bring the best and the worst out in me. I'm not here to dog on him by no means but I sometimes get so frustrated and I freeze and can't really say anything at times with him. I know how I've been in the past and just shout whatever the hell it is that I'm mad about but I seem to sit back and think before I speak with him. I haven't figured out if it's good or bad yet which is unfortunate. Happiness is all I want. Hopefully I get that soon.

Also, I cooked stew for tonight and I'm stoked about it. I hope it turns out good or else I just might have to cry.

peace and love