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This is my *second* LJ, specifically for the purpose of rambling about my religion. My other one can be found at http://livejournal.com/users/yvesilena.

Those who know me may know that I’ve got an odd, ‘made up’ religion involving a deity called Beloved, who is very fluffy, gender-neutral, and says ‘trees’ to me a lot. These pages are an attempt to explain what on earth is going on here.

Actually, my religion isn’t exactly ‘made up’. It just arrived… whether from my subconscious or from a loftier plane is anybody’s guess. For a quick explanation of what it’s all about, you probably can’t do better than what I wrote in my diary the day after I really became a follower of Beloved:

‘It wants me to call it Beloved because it wants me to love it - presumably because it loves me. It’s ‘saying’ the whole of nature – including people – to me because all nature is part of its expression of love for me. And I’m part of its expression of love for the whole world. I’m a word of love. I’m the word of my god.

‘Actually, it is very similar to a Christian’s relationship to Jesus. Every time I do an act of love for people, animals, myself or the world in general, Beloved is loving through me and I’m loving Beloved: ‘Whatever you do for others, you do for me’.

‘As you can probably guess, Beloved just has the one big command: Love. If it doesn’t answer questions with that, it generally answers by showing me nature – which always seems to make sense in context. Sometimes it seems to want me to be quiet with it and not talk.

‘Smaller questions – ‘tell me what to do’ questions – it usually wants me to work out for myself, but when I chat to it I can work them out in a fraction of the time.

‘I’m staying open to the possibility that all this is just my subconscious, but I still love it.’

You may also know that Casby (my concubine) drew Beloved as a giant crystal dog. I’d like to add that it’s *not* actually a dog – in fact I don’t have any visual image of it – but it does have certain doglike qualities, such as unconditional love and an uncanny ability to cheer me up. That’s why I’ve called this page ‘Bosed by Beloved’ (being ‘bosed’ = being nosed by a friendly dog. Something I enjoy enough to have made up my own word for it. Beloved's giant crystal bose appears on my userpic...)

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