Gay Pride Day is going to be in a couple of weekends in town. Gone are the days when people were terrified to admit they were gay, and male celebrities would be thoroughly humiliated to be discovered in flagrante with another man.
Just about everyone is comfortable talking about their sexuality nowadays, but many people are still terrified to talk openly about where they are spiritually. Somebody I know was talking about the difficulties of "coming out". As in: "I was drunk in a festival and started telling people about stuff like liberation and the ego doesn't really exist, and everybody thought drink was making me crazy."
Strangely enough, it's OK to have faith in the beliefs of just about any religion. Faith is perfectly fine. Saying that you actually know rather than believe is entirely different, though. It crosses a line. It's OK to believe, as long as we all understand there's nothing real in there. It's a story people like to tell, a nice fiction. But if you actually think the fiction is real and you know it from direct experience, you must have lost all touch with reality.
People are gradually starting to come out, but they are still very careful. There isn't any good reason to be afraid, though:
except that there isn't.
We are all alone,
except that we aren't.
We are all together
chained by the links of love.
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