If Love Was Our Religion

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If love was our religion. How would this world be? Attend your churches. Wear your natural clothing. Beat on your drums and gather your tribes to exotic places around the globe to enrich your lives and connect. Love in your expression of religion. I’ll join you in any and all of those practices, surrendering judgement or personal preference. I’ll wear your sacred clothing, eat your cultural food, pray like you, even call this source what you enjoy hearing. I will dance at your ceremonies, grieve as you do, celebrate in your methods and I will do so in the only thing I’ve been able to find that connects us all. Love.

Love is my religion. Just…Love. ~Robin


Photo credits to Daniel Davis and Jenna Jasso – Daniel Davis Photography Daniel on Facebook Daniel on the web (editted)




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With a background in ministry and philosophy, Robin spent 30 years struggling with the pillars of Religion. Finally breaking free, he questions the 'normal' to now be considered an evocative, and sometimes controversial thought leader. Pushing the limits of society and culture, Robin guides others to find their own freedom in a life of self-empowered creation, partnered with deep resonance to live with originality. Robin is an ordained minister, performing marriages and the customary duties of ministry including spiritual guidance and consulting. Robin's passion is in seeing strong masculinity meet the opposite world of radically elegant femininity. Coaching self-development, personal energy, and the breaking away from limiting beliefs, Robin works with his students and clients to create pure and honest alliances for personal and business relationships.

2 COMMENTS

  1. “Every culture and religion has studied [God] in an atom, and believes that it has discovered Truth. In fact, they have but one ingredient. [God] is immense. Neither He nor Truth can be suppressed. Therefore, I have discerned among the cultures and religions which I have encountered, for even in years of fixed pursuit, one cannot learn the whole of these tissues of civilizations, that Truth, also, is infinite. It is not something that can be arrived at in a lifetime. I, therefore, have discerned of all the things which I have confronted, some of these ingredients of Truth, and though I have not hit upon it in its fullness, and indeed I never shall, I now have a faith with which I can sustain myself.”
    “But what faith is that?”
    “Compassion.”
    “Compassion has its bounds.”
    “I own that it does. There is sometimes a compromise, sometimes not. But one must learn where to draw his own battle lines.”
    “Where are yours drawn?”
    “In injustice.”
    -an excerpt from my work-in-progress novel, “Emerging Shadows.”