A year ago today I was baptized as a Roman Catholic, and renamed Lawrence Francis. It’s been a journey into exoteric and esoteric methods and history. The Transfiguration in itself is too beautiful to comprehend logically, yet faith is akin to falling in love and trust. There are many deserts and beautiful plateaus. Sweet sparrows, and slick scorpions.
This journey will never end.
May peace be with you!!

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I’m completely humbled by my Baptismal experience. Father Tim (a very, very cool Priest) dumped about a gallon of Holy Water on my head, and that cold water put me back into my body. I was so nervous, I had to tell my sponsor that I might faint, and he (Sean) was like: “Just say my name, and I’ll catch you.” Sean also gave me his Rosary after Mass as a Confirmation gift.
Being newly baptized, I stood at the entrance of the church during dismissal to greet folks as they were leaving. One parishioner, a young guy, said: “Your beard did not block out that big smile of yours.” I must admit, I was smiling beyond belief, for as I type this now, my jaw muscles are still sore. Standing at the doorway I shook everyone’s hands. Old and young alike, all welcomed me home.
Again, I’m deeply humbled by this gratitude of strangers, who are now my newly adopted family.
Some of my fellow RCIA students were at this Mass, and they took pictures, and yes, I’ll share those when I get copies.
Oh yes, my Confirmation name is Francis, as in, St. Francis of Assisi (patron saint of animals, merchants, ecology, stowaways) πŸŒ³πŸˆπŸƒπŸ‡

Tomorrow I’m getting baptized as a Roman Catholic. I’ve been discerning this for some time. Joined RCIA back in September of 2021 after a heavy psychedelic experience in 2019 that led to a profound exposure. I remember being overwhelmed by unconditional love. It rattled my bones while I cried out in great gratitude. Dark past experiences were nullified, as I was being held by a deep loving force that totally understood me somehow. We ended up becoming friends, and I adopted a new Father, and tomorrow, I’ll be an adopted Son within the Mystical Body of Christ.
Yes, I’m being somewhat poetic, perhaps little too dramatic and this might all come off as very strange. Please believe me in saying this: I’m the same entity that you know and hopefully trust, and I will never, ever, try to evangelize you, because I dislike those folks too. Yet if you have questions, please ask πŸ™.
Love, love, and more love. Forever and always, and more.