It's a conversation driven play, fine acting and interesting situation.
What caught my attention was a 'diatribe' Billy Nighy's character delivered about the word spiritual and why he thought it was 'woolly'. He could understand religion because it had structure and direction but 'spirituality'!
As he delivered the speech, I caught a tightening of my stomach at an attack on something I believed in. That is the right of people to enjoy 'spirituality' against religion.
After mulling it over I thought I'd set down what I believe. With a face to face conversation it would develop in a different way but here goes.
One of the character's complaints about spirituality was that it was wishy washy as compared to religion with its structure, its formalised routines and rituals. I'd agree - it can be seen as a believe anything kind of haziness. But certainly for me I moved away from a formal religion not because of the structure which I enjoyed for much of the time, but because it had become just the structure and the belief had not continued.
I loved the music, the words of the King James Bible and the celebrations throughout the year but could I from my heart stand there and repeat the responses and mean them?
At the time I felt I couldn't and with the need of youth to be 'right' walked away, only taking part occasionally as part of family events.
But that then left me with the need to believe in something. I understand the logic of the humanists and their belief in each other and in the human self and I accept that we as mind body and spirit are magnificent creatures full of creativity and inventiveness, full of love and caring towards others.
I wanted more though. I wanted to be humbled maybe by something so much greater than a human being. So what about nature - surely that's enough to humble anyone. Writing this on the day after we caught the tail end of Hurricane Bertha yes I can understand that.
What else do I need then?
If I can't be satisfied with any of the above, what was I seeking? And does the word 'spirituality' cover it?
Well I need to dismiss the idea of spirituality as woolly. For me that doesn't work on an every day level. I am by and large a logical person but there is a me that seeks something greater than me. Terry Patten of Integral Spiritual Practice calls it the Mystery.
Maybe I am nearer primitive man than I want to believe. After all many of my physical reactions such as flight or fight, come from the old brain. Why not my need for this mystery?
And while I'm in awe of the many things the technological age of medicine can prove to us, I don't want it to prove exactly where in the brain this 'irrational' need for this greater mystery comes from.
I've experienced in NLP finding a place where I could look and run out of words. They called it the bliss point.
And that's the thing isn't it, there's a point where simply no words work, no description of what you feel makes any sense.
Describe what seeing a swan take off in majesty does for you. Or a sunset that envelopes you. Or a piece of music that sinks into every cell of your body.
In the end, for me it's a union of all the bits of me, the logical me that likes to create sacred ritual. The creative me that likes to write about what works on a moment by moment basis. And the me that wants to be bowled over by the power of something greater than my human imperfections.
To be bowled over by the power of love. Love of nature, love of people and the love that is the power of all healing.