Spiritual Upheaval.
“I am so frustrated, sad, angry, pained, upset, fragile, confused at my church. I am agitated. Spiritually agitated. I don't know what to do. I don’t trust myself to know things spiritually independently outside of my church context. The crappy shit the leaders say, the policies, the hurt, the shame, How much longer can I hold on to the church, being so conflicted and confused by it? How much anguish can I handle? What does God want me to do? Is He listening? Does He understand my pain and confusion? What am I to do?”
I wrote those words on September 10, 2021.
I have been a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormons) for my whole life. The church is my spiritual foundation. Up until my painful spiritual upheaval that started a few years ago, I was a true blue believing member. A Molly Mormon. Fully in.
And then my spirit was bruised, traumatized and shattered.
I didn’t want this anger. I didn’t want to be mad at my church. I had no idea what to do with these feelings and I was scared to share them with anyone. To be honest, I still feel like I am in a storm-tossed sea. I’m figuring out how to stay in the boat. My writing isn’t about bashing the Mormon Church, but I need to be real about the complexity of being a Mormon who believes AND has serious inner conflicts about the church. In this platform, I am going to write about religious trauma, expanding spirituality, staying in the Mormon boat, mental health, being a parent of queer kids, connecting to ancestors, health challenges, despair and grief. I have created many paintings and collages as a way to deal with the heaviness of it all, so I will share those also. And they aren’t pretty.
I have put on a heavy load of self-protective armor for a long time. And it’s coming off. Brene Brown said, “[the armor] is not protecting you, it's keeping you from being heard and seen by others.”
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It seems like the best way to get this all started is to talk about, well, my beginning…
You are so brave. Share away! I’m here for it. All the love.
Thank you Rachel for being so brave to share your feelings and thank you for inviting me to this space.