Supernatural Efforts
Left, White, Left, White HALT
This is a text I just sent my cousin Lexi, who lives in Switzerland. “Grampy” refers to our grandfather. It’s pretty self explanatory.
I'm coming to accept some things about me and life, and that's good. In a nutshell, whiteness did a number on my head and it's only just started to dissipate.
Whiteness, in my case expressed as rationalism, which was actually enabled and amplified by Buddhism, in a sneaky way, and now happily destroyed by Christianity via my connection with Treena and her mum.
It's a long story but that's it in a nutshell. Grampy's fear of his mother's whatever-that-was was always I thought a suppression of supernatural and paranormal powers that he himself had a sense of, and that rationalism has a terror to it that is really unreasonable. And is of course how philosophy including some Christianity justified colonialism.
But the key point about Jesus is that he rose from the dead. You can't whitewash that—although those Hume-like people did try so hard in the 1700s.
That's the journey for me. How I've contributed to the situation the world and America currently faces. Buddhism was a way to continue being white while hiding it and I've only just started to see that part of my life for what it was.
And as I accept myself more and my world more, I'm coming to terms with a number of events that can only be described as paranormal or supernatural. And it's this process of doing my head in, then I get the horrors, then I talk about it with Treena and others (eg my lovely religious studies friend Jeff Kripal) and it all starts to come right.
