Today is Christmas Day. In the past few weeks I have actually been thinking about Jesus a lot. I spent most of my life as removed from Christian culture as I could. Dating a culturally Christian man for 6 years brought Christmas into my awareness again and I relunctantly spent the holiday with his family but I never felt comfortable doing so. Over the years, I have studied and begun to revere such important spiritual figures and deities in many traditions such as Buddha, Shiva, Ganesh, Shakti, Native American Ceremony, and more. But Jesus has been left out of the picture.
I grew up in a very Jewish home, went to Jewish school and spent 10 years in Israel. As a child, I have been conditioned to view Jesus and Christianity as almost "un-spiritual" - centered around materialism, prejudice and anti-Jewish sentiment. I had been conditioned to experience my own identity as Jewish first and foremost and everything else secondary: woman, human, American...
In this season, with the potent Winter Solstice of 2012 upon us, and my father in Israel in the hospital, I began to feel the need to connect with a masculine form of God. For the first time in my life, this included Jesus. I am coming to terms with this particular manifestation of the divine - and the reality that it has a powerful effect on our planet.
Being in denial of Jesus was almost a way of denying millions of people's spiritual life. And I feel ready to acknowledge my blindness in this realm. I feel ready to acknowledge and celebrate the spiritual life of all of those who hold close to their hearts the manifestation of God in Jesus and all other deities. I pray that the image of Jesus be carried with respect and humility, that people who follow the Christian path utilize it as a way to enlighten their soul's work on this planet and bring love and peace into their communities and homes and hearts.
My life is my art and my music. My body is my vehicle. The deeper the sensing, the deeper the meaning.