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Post-Traumatic Church Syndrome: One Woman's Desperate, Funny, and Healing Journey to Explore 30 Religions by Her 30th Birthday
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bookshelves: laugh-out-loud, memoirs, read-via-edelweiss, theology-religions, year-challenges
Feb 20, 2015
bookshelves: laugh-out-loud, memoirs, read-via-edelweiss, theology-religions, year-challenges
It’s a common story: if you were raised in Evangelical Christianity, chances are that at some point you threw it all over as hokum, spent a while flailing around in doubt, and then started wondering whether there was some modified form of Christianity you could actually live with. I could relate to so much of Reba Riley’s story. She was a Pentecostal-leaning fundamentalist right through high school, but in college she turned her back on it all; even setting foot in a church made her feel nauseous. Yet she retained a strong spiritual compass that helped her tap into the energy of what she calls the “Godiverse.”
This is one of those yearlong projects that got turned into a book. At age 29, Riley concocted the idea of experiencing 30 different religious traditions before she turned 30. Despite debilitating sickness (later diagnosed as celiac disease), she spent 2011-12 visiting a Hindu temple, a Buddhist meditation center, a mosque, a synagogue, a gathering of witches, and a range of Christian churches (it seemed to me like a little bit of a cheat, using a bunch of these to make up the numbers, but maybe it was the best she could manage in suburban Ohio). Some of the highlights were spiritual training under the Urban Monk (an Orthodox guide), a Native American sweat lodge, and an epic peanut butter sandwich with the Amish.
As a guy she met in the synagogue said, “You can’t change the religion you were born with, so you might as well learn to celebrate it.” Determined not to throw the baby out with the bathwater, Riley decides to move forward in a “Christian-ish” direction – “Could Christianity be the bedrock of my transformation instead of something to overcome?” – with her two new totem objects as reminders of what she learned on her quest: a disco ball shows the myriad facets of the divine, while the peacock, her spirit animal, is a symbol of rebirth and healing.
Riley writes in a chatty, girlfriend-to-girlfriend style, as if you’ve joined her book club for a glass of pinot grigio. She readily acknowledges the influence of Elizabeth Gilbert, Cheryl Strayed and Anne Lamott, which gives you some idea of her demographic. I can imagine this book appealing especially to twenty- and thirtysomething women, but anyone who has stepped away from religion, reeling with disillusionment, will find this true to life.
Related reading:
• When We Were on Fire by Addie Zierman
• Bird by Bird by Anne Lamott
• Wild by Cheryl Strayed
This is one of those yearlong projects that got turned into a book. At age 29, Riley concocted the idea of experiencing 30 different religious traditions before she turned 30. Despite debilitating sickness (later diagnosed as celiac disease), she spent 2011-12 visiting a Hindu temple, a Buddhist meditation center, a mosque, a synagogue, a gathering of witches, and a range of Christian churches (it seemed to me like a little bit of a cheat, using a bunch of these to make up the numbers, but maybe it was the best she could manage in suburban Ohio). Some of the highlights were spiritual training under the Urban Monk (an Orthodox guide), a Native American sweat lodge, and an epic peanut butter sandwich with the Amish.
As a guy she met in the synagogue said, “You can’t change the religion you were born with, so you might as well learn to celebrate it.” Determined not to throw the baby out with the bathwater, Riley decides to move forward in a “Christian-ish” direction – “Could Christianity be the bedrock of my transformation instead of something to overcome?” – with her two new totem objects as reminders of what she learned on her quest: a disco ball shows the myriad facets of the divine, while the peacock, her spirit animal, is a symbol of rebirth and healing.
Riley writes in a chatty, girlfriend-to-girlfriend style, as if you’ve joined her book club for a glass of pinot grigio. She readily acknowledges the influence of Elizabeth Gilbert, Cheryl Strayed and Anne Lamott, which gives you some idea of her demographic. I can imagine this book appealing especially to twenty- and thirtysomething women, but anyone who has stepped away from religion, reeling with disillusionment, will find this true to life.
Related reading:
• When We Were on Fire by Addie Zierman
• Bird by Bird by Anne Lamott
• Wild by Cheryl Strayed
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February 20, 2015
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She does describe it that way, yes. (It's been 3.5 years since I read the book, so I can't give any details.)


That sounds accurate to me. It was worst when it was unexplained pain.