The Winding Road from Christianity to Buddhism

I’ve been thinking about my journey into Buddhism more often in recent days, reflecting on the path and how far I’ve come.

Throughout my life, I’ve had an interesting relationship with religion. I grew up with Christianity and attended church often as a child, but always felt out of place.

It’s never been like me to call on a higher power. The closest I ever came was in the fifth grade when I shouted up at the sky angrily, “If you are real, now would be a GREAT TIME to do something!” I wanted to believe but it all felt like a fairy tale to me. For many years I was very conflicted over this, but as I grew up the feelings faded.

Always walking to the beat of a different drum, although not intentionally, in middle school I discovered Wicca (a form of modern paganism). Finally, something self-empowering!

I stuck to a regular Wiccan practice for several years, until my late teens. There were so many things I loved about Wicca, the rituals, the connection with nature, the routine. The mantra, “If it harm none, do what ye will,” freed me from the guilt I had for being a non-believer in my previous church. I loved my new religion, it helped me to make sense of the world, gave me clarity.

My mother, on the other hand, was concerned for my mortal soul. She called me a “devil worshiper” and told me she “didn’t want me to go to hell.”  My mother went to church several times a week and dragged me along, moaning and groaning all the way.

Through the years I’ve been called many things but rebellious and difficult are probably the two I hear the most. “You HAVE to be a rebel don’t you?” “Why are you SO rebellious?” “Can’t you just do it like everyone else?” “Why do you have to be difficult?”

People accused me of becoming a Pagan just to tick off my mom. “Here is Christa being difficult again!” I was never trying to be difficult, all I wanted was to be myself.

In my early twenties, I studied all religions from a very high level. The similarities and parallels between all religions, things people seek and learn, were becoming more obvious to me.

For a while, I had no religion, but took up yoga and then meditation. These things created temporary pauses to the suffering didn’t know I had. I wanted to hang in the stillness, that perfect feeling when a yoga sequence becomes so effortless that all my worries and troubles stopped. I was addicted to the feeling and wanted to do yoga everywhere I went.

Many people don’t realize yoga is more than just body postures and sequences. Even fewer people dig into the history of yoga, but when I love something I have a deep need to know everything about it.

I became particularly fixated on chakra balancing and was convinced my Throat Chakra, the one in charge of communication, was off balance. I even went so far as to wear the color blue, a color I generally dislike, around my throat.

My exposure to yoga and yoga culture brought me into contact with Buddhism and its practical mind shaping wisdom. Buddhism acknowledged that life is full of near constant suffering. This was something I could relate to. I was suffering from something I could not name. Buddhism also promised a way to end ones suffering, so I was on board.

Buddhism is a very practical religion full of lists. I love it! There is no sin, the rules are clear, and you are encouraged to take responsibility for your own actions – every single thing you say or do. There is no threat of heaven or hell in the end, and because the historical Buddha was not a god, the only person you have to answer to is yourself.

The first step was to follow the Noble Eightfold Path, a list of things I needed to work on to reach mental freedom on earth. Right Speech seemed to give me the most trouble so I focused extra attention in this area, sometimes writing reminders in pen on my arms & hands.

Years later, I no longer need the reminders. Finally, I’ve got everything memorized and know how I should be acting. I’m practicing, getting better every day.

Nobody’s perfect. I am a work in progress. Each day is an opportunity to start over when we make mistakes. Every minute a chance to learn something new. It’s great to look back at the long and winding road, seeing how far I’ve come.




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95 thoughts on “The Winding Road from Christianity to Buddhism

  1. Hello! Since your name is neurodivergent, I assume you are on the spectrum? I’m an aspie blogger too, so that’s cool if you are. I liked this post, but I was left wondering why exactly you left Wicca. Was it just because others criticized you (seems unlikely from what you said of your personality), was it because it scared your mom so bad, or did you just lose interest, or what? I myself have a deep interest in pagan beliefs as well as eastern belief systems like Zen Buddhism, even though I am technically an agnostic.

  2. I stick to Jesus and learn more about what he said, (which was very little in the gospels really) by studying all religions some. Any one with eyes to see can find the connections and the WE ARE ALL ONE and that no one religion contains the full truth nor does any one of them contain all lies. Religion and cultures and the differences and wisdoms found by looking into all things and all people with an open mind that seeks to understand is a beautiful and loving experience. Sure a Christian may call me a heretic but that is pretty cool since Jesus was called a heretic before me. We all Breathe the same air, prana, breath of God and we are all beloved and special . I think your path sounds rich and fulfilling and that by experiencing the things your innermost is curious about you are honoring God and acting with more unconditional love and a sense of judgement than many who would judge you! I think you have a good thing going. ✌️

  3. “when I love something I have a deep need to know everything about it”.
    Yes. me too.
    When i studied religions I discovered mysticism, that lies at the roots of all religions and such…
    They point at who or what you are. Identity. You are not the story that people tell about you, nor your Ego, the story it tells you who you are.
    You and I are not a puppet in “The World”.
    We are our world, we are the unbounded knowing space in which everything happens.

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