Where to begin.
I was Christian. I had great experiences at church and always felt welcomed and accepted by everyone there. It strengthened my connection to family and provided culture and sacred texts that I still find alluring. I respect everything about Christianity past and present.
At one point though, I gradually moved away from Christianity and became an atheist. It was necessary for me to abandon everything to truly realize the power of what I had before and how it had contributed to who I’d become.
I developed a Left Hand Path wordview over time. It began atheistic, then became theistic as I progressed in life and sacrificed certain personal attachments for the things I wanted more than anything. “Gods” felt more alive than ever before through myself and my actions, and I spent more and more time in the desert away from people. It felt magical, in a way. No, spiritual. There was this feeling of extreme spiritual significance in everything about it, from the clear as blue sky, to the most beautiful sunsets and star filled night skies, the relentless sun, the desert heat, the dirt and the rocks even, the taste of the air and the scents all around me, the mountains and the views of the land while standing upon them, the dried up riverbeds, the fauna and flora, the rare storms... I can’t explain it. It became my temple, the wilderness around me. I worshipped it as I worshipped my gods. This was the greatest thing about that time, the greatest feeling.
The LHP movements which contributed to my worldview provided some culture but also a framework for which I could understand, explore and accept certain sides of my human nature previously deemed forbidden not only by my previous religion but by society in general. For that I will always be grateful, even as I have moved away from these... basic ideas, and organized something far more suited to my own objectives.
This one particular spiritual katabasis was complete when I embraced God again as the highest and greatest God... though not through any one religion, and not through a monotheistic lens. My path is my own now and I no longer require middle men or interpreters to communicate to me the will of God(s) when I can just reach out myself... though I respect these people’s commitment and am often interested in what they have to say regardless. I do not require lecturing of other people’s reductive views of “right” and “wrong”, or what is “acceptable” or “unacceptable”, whether its coming from a priest or a politician, but again, depending on the interaction I can respect their commitment.
There is a saying. “I hold in one hand the sun and in the other the moon, I embrace the moon by day and the sun by night”. I do not see these areas of individual human nature as the sun or the moon, or these sides of collective human nature as day or night... but others do in a way, when they divide a complicated spectrum of thoughts and behaviors into two and call one side “good” and the other “evil”, so it is a beautiful metaphor. I accept the sun and the moon equally as who I am no matter the views of those around me.
My experiences with religions have been overwhelmingly positive and I value them all.