St. Paul's Episcopal Church - Salt Lake City, UT - March 18th, 2014

     What an amazing adventure and experience my exploration of St. Paul's Episcopal Church was. I came here for the evening prayer that was going to be happening as a way to partially commemorate my job success, but it turns out the event was canceled since the man who hosts it is also a coach. This ended up being an awesome chance to explore the church and find my own ways of meditation and gratitude.

      First, the church is beautiful. It is a huge building made up of the Chapel, sanctuary and also a preschool and a pantry that serves the hungry and homeless. My appreciation of the Episcopals has grown even more since coming to Utah. I have not attended a church that did not provide food and resources to the community that the city is in. There were also flyers that provided information to people who experienced abuse and how to get help. Sadly, abuse seems to be ignored by so many organized religions. Power is seen as justification in and of itself and authority is to to be obeyed not questioned...which leaves the door open for a person to use that power to abuse (and later cover it up or victim blaming) as we have seen happen in many religious communities, but especially the conservative ones that have been in the news.

     My journey to the chapel started out with me running into a kind woman and her daughter who directed me to the chapel area where Evening Prayer and morning Mass are hosted. Here there is a candle lit for all those who have been abused. I lit one for the victims and survivors before talking briefly to a woman who might have been the priest and after read a prayer out loud in the prayer book before taking a moment of silence.

      The silence, sometimes there is nothing more prefect and beautiful. It was there I was able to reflect and simply be while resting after the walk it had taken to get there. Afterwords I found a library, with a ton of books. Every church should have a library...scratch that, any community should have a library. The potential to learn so much is just a flip of a page away.

      I was impressed with what I saw and plan on attending a service. It was nice being able to explore at my own leisure though, and to be welcome. I was a stranger and was treated kindly by every person I met here.

"All are Welcome" - St. Paul's Episcopal Church - Salem, OR - June 3rd, 2013

       The Episcopal Church community's is one of the Christian communities I've always felt the most connected in. The Church has the tradition of Orthodox and Catholicism of Old Mass that I've always like about those 2 faiths, but the liberal approach to faith and Mass that for me has always captured the good in any community. All are welcome to partake in communion that was a big part of the discussion with the priest after the service.

        The openness of some of the sects in allowing all to partake in communion or the service is one thing that has always made me appreciate what open religion is capable of. It is a way of recognizing shared humanity and within that all that can be accomplished. I've seen this in the activism towards Marriage Equality and Immigrant rights within the Episcopal Church...this largely is motivated I think from following the "Spirit of the Law" rather than "The Letter of the Law," since the Holy Books of the Abrahamic Faiths aren't the most compassionate, virtuous or loving of books. It isn't difficult to find barbarism in the form of law being laid down by God. In this way no religion really follows all of the tenants, even the most fundamentalist
choose to ignore the laws that would end them up in prison if followed through on.

    If  you want to know ethics and how to live with virtue, your best bet is philosophy. It is there where the rational and logical formation of ethical codes are founded, critiqued and changed. Within religion there may be elements, but the moment the Supernatural enters, it adds more unknown factors that cannot necessarily be rationally or empirically proven.

    St. Paul's Chapel is small but in doing it is rather intimate. There were only a few people there as I took part in Communion and the prayers around it.

   During the service and prayers I felt the warmth I sometimes have experienced visiting certain communities. The warmth is around the chest and is almost like a high in a way. I don't know why it happens but it does usually happen connected with certain prayers and atmospheres of places. I've felt it at concerts before or when connecting to a person or group of people to a lesser extent. It's strange, and it's something I should analyze more deeply next time I experience it.

   The experience and conversation with the priest again reminded me of why I enjoyed creating this blog in the first place. Each experience is a small adventure, and what will happen whether it is unpleasant, wonderful or a mixture of the two differs from community and place as the Outsider travels.