My spiritual awakening part 5

While I was writing this, another memory came up. When I was six years old, one of my classmates asked me if I believed in God. I said no, whereupon he said that he did. This memory stuck with me. My thoughts were already back then something along the lines of “no evidence = no God”, even if I didn’t use those words. 

This shaped my beliefs until I had my initial awakening at 23. 

Obviously, my this awakening left me with a lot of doubts, even though I didn’t recognize them as such. I knew that I had found something precious that I needed to hold on to, but it was resting on a pretty shaky foundation.

I feel that I also need to mention that from my early twenties, I experimented a lot with psychedelics, and not in a very responsible way (sorry for messing up the timeline here). And I started to have what I would call spiritual experiences. At the time, I had no idea that there was a spiritual culture around them. Thich is quite interesting, since I had no prior knowledge that could shape my experiences and I was very anti when it came to religion and spirituality in general. And actually, even before I got robbed, I had started looking into Buddhism a bit, as a consequence of the things that I started experiencing. Since there was no God in most Buddhist teachings, this was a pill that was a little bit easier to swallow, for someone that had called religious people idiots for most of my life.