Earlier this week, vaguely listening to the radio I chanced apon a very interesting subject: Is religion something evolution created in us, and if so, what purpose did it serve?
Lets start with the obvious: What purpose could religion possibly serve? Religion... Well, religion could serve a very simple one which would happen to be the cencept of the mysterious. Drawn from questions; What goes on outside our world? What makes things live? How do trees grow? Where do babies come from? What kinds of things are there that I cannot see? What made the world?
It seems that only those religions that claimed to provide these answers flourished.
I was exploring my subconscious recently (I despise calling it the subconscious because it can be conscious too) and I found a strong will to believe in something, for that to show me the way. I wanted to feel like I could find my purpose outside of myself, and I realised, the only purpose I want is one I choose myself. I cannot depend on religion, I can only depend on myself. I remember being asked a couple of years back "If you don't believe in God, what do you believe in?" The only answer I could find was simple "I believe in myself."
This brings to light the practice of Buddhism, and I admit, I have strayed, my body has been suffering, and in turn my life. I have returned to many old habits, but I am more aware, and I realise that it is not about how well you are rigerous in your faith, but how well you maintain your practice.
Buddhism asks you not to leave faith, but to understand that faith is faith and faith is only yours.
I feel the desire of faith, and in recognising it, I do not delude myself that when I find something fufilling this desire that it will be real.
I can't remember where I was going with this, so I'll stop and do some homework.
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