I was reading an interesting article last night on OCD (Obesessive Compulsive Disorder) and ways they are looking at helping people overcome it. There are a variety of therapies which can be employed and often drugs such as Prozac are prescribed.
Everytime I hear about Prozac, it kind of gets my back up. My understanding is that Utah has one of the highest rates of Prozac use in the nation and I would suspect the world. I don't doubt that depression is real, I get mild bouts of it from time to time as well, but I don't think that using mind altering drugs is the way to fix it. Probably the biggest reason is that it doesn't fix it, it just masks the problem.
As I read through the article I realized that I have had OCD tendancies in the past. The running joke at work now is that I have OCD when it comes to my fitness and triathon racing, but according to the article, that's not a case of OCD - although it may be a case of addiction, but thats another topic. OCD specifically refers to behaviors which the person does but does not want to do. One example they shared was locking your car, walking away wondering if you had locked it, returning, locking the door, walking away, wondering if you only imagined locking the door, and so on and so on. Actually I used to be a lot like this. I thought I was paranoid or something, but even after I'd checked 3 or 4 times, I'd spend the rest of the time convinced I would return to find the car stripped or even stolen.
I've been through some changes in the last few years. I was raised in an incredibly strict mormon home. My parents converted right before my birth and take their religion very seriously. I used to as well. I've always had a tendency to question things, and a few years back while working for the Church itself, I started to question things on a much deeper level, which apparently caused them a great deal of stress. My mother grew very concerned about me and would often send emails, talking about how she was praying for me and had put my name on the temple prayer rolls and stuff. After one particularly 'caring' email, I made the comment that I had come to realize that Church leaders were not perfect and that we all have our own free agency to choose the path we want to follow. The response from that email was mind-blowing. Apparently the term "Free Agency" set off all kinds of alarm bells. I was accused of following Satan down to hell and cautioned that I was obligated to follow my Church leaders without question. I shouldn't call it Free Agency, but simply agency, because there was absolutely nothing free about it.
Here's how I see things. I don't think this is the official LDS doctrine, but this is how it is taught, lived and believed by many faithful members.
God is an all powerful, all knowing and just God. If you offend him, he will cast you out of his presence without so much as a second thought. He may be referred to as loving, but love has absolutely nothing to do with it. He demands strict obedience, and will give directions to you only through leaders in his Church. Being a faithful member of the Church requires that you sacrifice everything to follow those leaders instructions with exactness and without question. Entering into the rest of God happens when you wholeheatedly accept the Lords leaders and choose to follow them exactly.
That sounds just like Islam, except I don't think the prophet has asked any young men to fly planes into buildings - at least not yet.
I've chosen to take a different path. I see God as an all powerful and loving God, who realizes that the only way we can learn something is by experience. I see this life as an opportunity to gain some of that experience. It an opportunity to grow, not a chance for God to pick who he likes and who he doesn't.
I don't think God has a great deal of interest in our everyday lives - I don't mean he doesn't care, but his caring allows him to step back and let things happen. I think he's a very hands off guy (or gal!!) I think he realizes that this is the only way for us to grow and develop.
There is a whole lot more to it than that, but that is the cliff-notes version. Since changing my way of thinking to this, I've noticed a number of changes:
1. I trust myself a lot more. And I trust those around me more. I think most people are basically good and trying to do things for the right reason. I don't trust people who have to justify their requests by referencing their specific position in the Church though.
2. I feel connected to the rest of the world. It's no longer about me versus them, or me being part of God true Church and them being heathens. Perhaps I should elaborate my thoughts on this a little...
Traditional Christianity holds the belief that Jesus Christ was born of a virgin, lived a perfect live and then died as a way to pay for our sins. I think a lot of the stories in the bible are parables to teach a principle and were not necesasarily based on true events. Having a story that begins with a virgin giving birth appears to me to be a subtle way of letting the reader know that this isn't a real story... There may have been a person called Christ, but that's not what the story is about.
The story of Christ is about how we treat those around us. It's about being reborn as a new person when we realize that we are not mere mortals, but eternal spirits in a temporary human existence. This is a huge tangent that perhaps I should go into more at another time, but the thought I would like to go back to, is that each of us fill the role of Christ in our own lives. When the bible talks about the Church being the body of Christ. That means I am my own Church, I am my own true Church, and the same is true for everyone around me - Woah!! Talk about digression.
3. I think several years ago, I may well have fallen into the trap of infidelity, given the right (or wrong) circumstances. Not that I didn't love my wife at the time, but I didn't trust myself and wasn't in control of myself. No chance of that happening now.
4. I realized that my OCD tendencies for locking things up and being a little bit of a germaphobe (sp?) have gone as well.
Ultimately I am far more in control of me. I feel more confident, am healthier and am far more excited for life than I have ever been.
If my parents read this, there is no doubt in my mind that my local Church leaders would be getting phone calls. Family members would be fasting and praying on my behalf and every opportunity to help my kids escape my evil influence would be taken.
I'm just not sure how being the best I can be, taking control of my life and loving everyone around me, regardless of race, color, creed or anything else is a bad thing...
I had OCD for years before realizing that that's what it was - I always associated it with those people who have to line up their silverware just right, and things like that. I learned that there are three basic types of OCD: hoarding, checking, and something else that I can't remember (maybe germophobia). Anyway, like you, I have the checking kind.
ReplyDeleteAny kind of OCD is exacerbated by stress, beacuse it's a way to feel like you're maintaining some kind of control. For instance, I was living in downtown NYC during 9/11, and my OCD really flared up then. After high school, my OCD evolved into the subset of checking that's related to feelings of guilt. That is, I worry about what will happen because of something I did or didn't do - but not because I'm afraid something bad will happen to me, but because I'm afraid something bad will happen to someone else.
Like, whenever I'd leave my apartment for an extended period of time, I'd have to go back a number of times to make sure I'd turned off all the lights - not because I cared about wasting electricity, but because I was afraid that if I left something on, somehow the lamp would catch fire and burn down the building, killing everyone in it while I was gone. I'd know it was crazy, but I couldn't help myself.
The severity of my OCD has really varied over the years, from pretty much negligible a lot of the time to so bad that I was a phone call away from asking for a prescription to Prozac, because I just couldn't stand it. Like, I'd drive over a bump in the road, and then worry that I'd run someone over, and would have to go back several times to check. And then I'd lie awake for hours at night worrying about it, even though I'd checked. Stuff like that. No one ever knew I had a problem, though, unless I told them, because it wasn't so bad when other people were around -- it's like if someone else was involved, that was a reality check.
Things like massage, bodywork, meditation, and yoga definitely helped, but not enough. But I never did get medication, because like you I don't really believe in it, and I'm glad I didn't, because what I've discovered is that, like all my other issues, my OCD practically disappeared within two weeks of switching to a raw food diet. Which just goes to show that all this stuff is about brain chemistry -- but also that brain chemistry can be modified naturally. I still double check gas burners and lights when I go out of town, but that's about it. I'd be very surprised if it flared up again, as long as I stay raw.
I love people of faith who think about their faith and make a responsible choice. And when I say love, I don't mean I really like it when it happens, I mean I love them. I also think people are basically good, and when I see them being responsible for their own lives and their own faith instead of being at the effect of circurmstances or things they read in a book, my love for them wells up.
ReplyDeleteI don't know if there is a god, to be honest, I tend to think there is not. My underdeveloped spiritual side veers towards belief that as human beings we are part of the life force of the universe, and that there is no seperate higher power. But I don't know.
I am very moved by your willingness to explore for yourself what it is to believe in God.
It's definitely a quest that I'm not sure will ever end.
ReplyDeleteI don't subscribe to the idea of the old guy with the gray beard hurling lightening bolts at anyone who rubs him the wrong way. In fact I think my idea of God is far closer to what you said about the life force, which we all share in.
There is definitely some force out there, and we're definitely all tapped in to it. I think that opens up some pretty amazing doors though.
At the end of the day, it comes down to keeping an open mind, and like you said - Making responsibe choices. It seems a lot more socially acceptable to completely surrender your soul to an idealogy, that it would be to do so politically, but ultimately the results are pretty much the same at the end of the day.
I don't know if both of you are following this discussion but if you are...
ReplyDeleteI did a funky online fitness challenge for my birthday last week that may interest you. I'm still not sure if I'll stick a link to it on my other blog - There are times when I like the anonymity I have online and my fitness blog, doesn't really have that, but if you're interested...
http://blog.kodafit.com
Thanks as always for the comments!
Koda... Wow! Your choices are incredibly brave and show you to be a very open-spirited person (I mean this in all senses).
ReplyDeleteAlthough I grew up in an agnostic household with a very slight leaning towards the Church of England (closest to Episcopalian here in the US), I have always believed that spirituality and religion is something to be found within us vs. somewhere "out there".
While there are indeed many people who use their religion as a way to express kindness and compassion toward others, there are all too many who use their weekly trip to church to expunge themselves of all the mean-spirited things they did on the other 6 days in the week.
Further, I have often been saddened to see the spirits of essentially strong, vibrant people I know or have met, reduced to mush as a result of following an organized religion or religious leader 'to the letter'. They seem unable (as you have articulated in your post) to trust themselves or exist on a level that gives them permission to think, feel, or act freely. All things, whether good or bad, are the will of God or Allah (or whomever they worship) and their role in their life has been reduced to merely that of an order taker instead of the cook.
Congratulations on choosing to be the chef in your culinary masterpiece.
(Ok, I think I may need to eat!)