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…God…I know who would believe I would drop the “G” word on my blog.  Anyways this is a reflective piece on the journey forward that was triggered by Sunday’s talk by Rev. Marjorie Contenti at the Calgary Centre for Spiritual Living on June 7, 2015. It was centered on living a life without regrets (in a few days go to the site and check out the video)…but she started out by talking about her mother who has recently transitioned.

This got me thinking about my own Mum. For she has aided in shaping my spiritual journey. She always had two pieces of advice for me as I moved on my own spiritual pilgrimage. From my youngest days, that it is all about love, God is love, and there is only one God folks just have different ways of getting there. The second is one day I would find stability in a religious community as she watched me move fluidly through not nly Christendom, but Shamanism, Buddhism, splashes of Sheikhism & Hinduism, Sufism, some Judaism & Islam, with a dash of Zen and/or Confuscious, Druidism and other Pagan Rites and on it went as I sought out more and varied pathways to untiy with the Holy Mystery.

The journey actually took my family right out of structured Christianity. It led me in the last few years to use a label, Franciscan, to explain my understanding of spirituality. For this is the Charism of the mendicant mystics St. Francis & Clare of Assisi. For me the vows taken within this secular (lay) religious order spoke to the easiest way to hold to the religion of my heritage, Christendom.

Yet it still left one in a weird state, for you see the last Order I was officially with was the Third Order Society of St. Francis which one has to be in Communion with the Anglican Church to be a part of…and it has been a few new moons since I last sipped the Communion Cup at the rail of an Anglican Church.

Where does this leave me? It was a journey, the Satsang I wrote of earlier was a deep soul cleanse, and as i try to live my life label free of others why was I confining my Spirituality within the confines of a label? Even one that pushed to the outer extreme? Why? Tribalism. That desire to still belong, even if not fully for what are we in society without some form of labelling?

But it is time to no longer fit the triangular peg into the oblong hole. For really it is looking at my journey as with most people I know and seeing the cross section of influences, from spiritual to literature to inspiring life stories to– well –if it speaks to the intangible parts of yourself and grows your own pilgrimage living in, through and with the Holy Mystery, then it truly is of the Spirit which we all are.

So yea, this is why the labels end, this is why New Thought resonates, not for the label, but rather for the fact of accepting the multitude of life that is out there to learn and grow from…

More to come along the new trail being blazed on this pilgrimage.


Yes we are that stubborn family that still hold to children do not belong at funerals. Once they are 12 years old, then they may make the chocie whether or not they wish to attend the funeral for the loved on who transitioned. And yes even with a British heritage, I still do not get or bother attending viewings of those who have transitioned or the open casket phenomenon, like I want my last memory of my loved one to be them in a box about to be loaded in a Cadillac and driven to a hole to be covered with dirt. When it is the remains unseen then I know the true essence has transitioned to truly be one unimpeded with the unvierse and reborn as it is meant to be with the Holy Mystery.

In my pastoral life I have done life celebrations for many clients and residents. I have also celebrated the lives of my Great-Uncle Red; Grandma Ragan (Dad’s Mom); Nan (Mum’s Mum); and my Mum (kid’s Nana). In their short lives they have lost their fish She-Ra; their Dido (Wife’s Grandpa); Granny (My Nan); Nana (my Mum) and many chidlren from my Son’s school, most recently one of his best friend’s/little girlfriend from the past four years. My son is in the special needs school system with classmates with many complex health issues, so sadly his friends transitioning have become a way of life.

What has this meant for my kids is at a young age living through grief, but also being open to the spirit world. When their Granny passed my daughter came home from Kindergarten to come home and tell us that Granny flew down in an airplane to visit her and tell her not to be sad, for she was on her way to a tea party with Jesus & Granddad and all her loved ones who transitioned before.

It is times of full moon and high spiritual times of the year when my son awakes at 2 a.m. to play and read as his ancestors visit with him, sharing his heritage, joys and fun. Yes these are even grandparents he never met like my Grandpa Joe and Granddad. Yes I know these are happening as the household energy shifts, but also the things he comes out of these times knowing are not things he has ever had shared with him.

So yes my kids experience sadness at the loss of the physical life here. Yes they are open to embracing the new life of their loved ones and the return visits. No, they will not be coming to the hospitals during the end times of the funerals for they still need to see the joy of the person’s life.

Being a parent has been the hardest vocation of my life, especially with the loss my little ones have faced in their short lives, especially as we enter the years when the last 3 in our family of the Greatest/Builder Generation will pass. But the truth of love in this time, is once these three have transitioned, I know the them unencumbered by physical, mental and cerebral earthly realities will come back and visit, and share a new adventure.

So what have I learned from my children during times of loss…it is not the end of the book, just the closing of a chapter, so a new one can unfold.