I came home that day feeling first glad I spent time with my friends, but the minute I entered my home, I realised how far I've come from it. Even my parents have in a way— you'll kind of have to eventually. Mum wasn't so supportive for the longest time but when I lived with her just recently I think she took on; I heard her sermon someone using universalistic undertones-- it made me smile to myself cos I mean, at least she's preachy about the right thing, even if preachy is a total no when it comes to other spiritualities in the pagan way.
But even so, when you hear a pantheistic person speak of their spirituality it is done so always with faith, conviction, and softness enough to know the stuff they believe in they can't completely comprehend. Because how does one human know god? We're not so evolved yet, pretty sure. Don't know how anyone can speak as if they were the right hand of the Christian God. Whenever it was like that though I never flinched; it was more interesting to me to see some people talk in such certainty and with such superiority complex. Especially towards the child; I've never met a smarter kid in my life. She speaks like an adult, almost, talking about things in such ways. I said this kid is so bright, if she can stick to her guns she's gonna go so far. But then it was weird as well, in hindsight, seeing how they would feed her gospel and how she'd regurgitate it back.
So anyway, I remember why I left. And now really appreciate how open minded my parents and friends are about faith and all these things.