Not my Religion.


A warning that the following might come across as somewhat inflamed and judgemental. I assure you that it’s not meant to offend. I’m just trying to speak honestly about something very personal. Discussion is welcome. 

Nothing can distance me from my religious convictions quite like a walk in the city. This is not a misanthropic statement. I’m not expressing frustration with humanity’s hopeless amorality or some apparent lack of purpose and common vision in the world. Indeed, such realizations could, in fact, ignite the flame of faith within me if I were so inclined.

No, it is not these things that evoke a sentiment of irreligion within me. It’s the insistence of the street-side missionary who, with shameless certainty, blocks my way to assert their own.

Gone are the days when these folks would brazenly, albeit honestly, stop you on the street to ask if you’ve found “your personal saviour.” Now, they simply look and smile, inviting you to what they would like you to believe is an open and inter-subjective dialogue regarding the essential verities of life. This must be premised on the assumption that i’m an idiot and unaware of the business behind it all. There is no dialogue. The only value I can hope to contribute is to offer cues that will trigger an unsolicited deluge of formulaic assertions and prescriptions for salvation, which I need. Apparently.

I don’t doubt that the necessity of their behaviour is internally justified. They have encountered a truth, a resonant truth, that has in some way triggered an inner transformation. This experience compels them to share their findings with the world. It’s not this part that bothers me. This is fine. If you’ve found a truth and feel compelled to share it, do so by all means. Just be aware that others also have something valuable to contribute – you are not the gatekeeper.

I’m talking to you. Any of you! Stand aside, you were not assigned the job of gate-keeping.

However, there is something more coercive and deceitful about the work of a street-side missionary that goes beyond one’s need to share Truth. It’s the self-assured single-mindedness of it. The mechanical delivery of words and ideas. The commodification of the sacred. The privileging of Truth to adherents, and eternal self-immurement to deniers. In this sense, I don’t really blame the missionaries. They’re the products of a contemptible system of religious zeal that died long before Nietzsche’s God.

Ironically, I’m flustered by all this because I too am an adherent. An adherent to a thing, which can only be described by the modern voice as “religion.” But it can’t be the same thing – so i’m confused.

In my youth I was indoctrinated with beliefs such as “The earth is but one country, and mankind its citizens.” Regarding Truth, I was taught that although “the sun is one sun, its dawning points are many. We must not adore the dawning points but worship the sun […] We must seek the fragrance of the rose from whatever bush it is blooming […] Be seekers of light, no matter from which lantern it shines forth. Be not lovers of the lantern.”

I was nurtured to believe that “God has created man in order that he may perceive the verity of existence and endowed him with mind or reason to discover truth,” and that of all the virtues humanity possesses, the power of Scientific inquiry is the “most noble,” and that “the power of investigating and discovering the verities of the universe” is the way “by which man finds a pathway to God.”

As an adult, I slowly learned to accept the futility of my quest for epistemic certitude. I was reassured to discover that this realization was supported by explicit text from the writings of my Faith:

Wert thou to ponder in thine heart, from now until the end that hath no end, and with all the concentrated intelligence and understanding which the greatest minds have attained in the past or will attain in the future, this divinely ordained and subtle Reality, this sign of the revelation of the All-Abiding, All-Glorious God, thou wilt fail to comprehend its mystery or to appraise its virtue. Having recognized thy powerlessness to attain to an adequate understanding of that Reality which abideth within thee, thou wilt readily admit the futility of such efforts as may be attempted by thee, or by any of the created things, to fathom the mystery of the Living God, the Day Star of unfading glory, the Ancient of everlasting days. This confession of helplessness which mature contemplation must eventually impel every mind to make is in itself the acme of human understanding, and marketh the culmination of man’s development.

In these same texts I learned that both religion and nature consist in the “essential properties and necessary relations inherent in the realities of things. And though these infinite realities are diverse in their character yet they are in the utmost harmony and closely connected together. As one’s vision is broadened and the matter observed carefully, it will be made certain that every reality is but an essential requisite of other realities.” That nature itself is “God’s Will and is its expression in and through the contingent world.”

From this framework, a conception of the Manifestations of the Divine Essence (e.g., Christ, Muhammad, Buddha, Baha’u’llah) emerges as beings who are “fully informed” of the essential properties and necessary relations inherent in the reality of things, and who “establish them as the religion of God.”

This “religion” which collapses the natural and supernatural into a conceptual framework that embraces ambiguity, requires scientific inquiry, and promotes the earnest search for spiritual Truth, can’t be the same thing as what these street-side vendors are pitching at me.

My religion is not my anchor because it does not expect me to be stationary, but to advance and move forward. My religion is my mode of operation, my framework for action and inquiry. It is my motive force impelling me to be unceasingly vigilant of how I ought to be. My religion is a dynamic symphony of magnetic tones, not to be peddled and paraded by a chosen few, but to be experienced and embodied by all without judgement or coercion.

In fact, what I’ve experienced thus far in my religious life is not religion at all. That word is devoid of meaning to me. Today’s “religion” is stripped of its essence as “the principal force impelling the development of consciousness,” and the edifying  and transformative power expanding the scope of our regard.


  1. Nicely put. I have never heard a Baha’i say about religion – “That word is devoid of meaning to me.”. lol! But, I know what you mean. While Baha’is can not fail to revere religion as the vehicle of the Messengers of God who provide teachings based on being “fully informed of the mysteries of creation” and “the necessary relationships deriving from the reality of things”, we tend to perceive religion quite differently than the mainstream. Particularly, “the fundamental principle which constitutes the bedrock of Bahá’í belief, the principle that religious truth is not absolute but relative” and, therefore, a scientific endeavour whose project is the realization of human potential and civilization-building.

    As the Master wrote:

    The Reality is the Truth, and truth has no division

    No one truth can contradict another truth. Light is good in whatsoever lamp it is burning!

    Religion and science walk hand in hand, and any religion contrary to science is not the truth.

    All are seeking truth, and there are many roads leading thereto. Truth has many aspects, but it remains always and forever one.. God is infinite, so His truth also is infinite.

    Put all your beliefs into harmony with science; there can be no opposition, for truth is one.

    ..among the teachings of Bahá’u’lláh is that religion must be the cause of fellowship and love. If it becomes the cause of estrangement then it is not needed, for religion is like a remedy; if it aggravates the disease then it becomes unnecessary.

    Religion, moreover, is not a series of beliefs, a set of customs; religion is the teachings of the Lord God, teachings which constitute the very life of humankind, which urge high thoughts upon the mind, refine the character, and lay the groundwork for man’s everlasting honor.

    When religion, shorn of its superstitions, traditions, and unintelligent dogmas, shows its conformity with science, then will there be a great unifying, cleansing force in the world which will sweep before it all wars, disagreements, discords and struggles—and then will mankind be united in the power of the Love of God.”

  2. Just re-reading. What a tremendous insight. You should get it copyrighted it immediately! “My religion is not my anchor because it does not expect me to be stationary, but to advance and move forward. My religion is my mode of operation, my framework for action and inquiry.”

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