This blog presents over one year of journal entries: September, 1982 until October, 1983. Those months constitute my first in-residence year and part of my interim year of the 13th Way Corps, which was(is) the leadership training program for The Way International. I entered that in-residence year at 23 years old and turned 24 in April, 1983.
(I had a previous first in-residence year/partial interim year with the 10th Way Corps in 1979-1980, when I was 20/21 years old. After failing at my first attempt, I started the Way Corps program over again in 1981, my apprenticeship year for the 13th Way Corps. I became a follower of The Way in early fall, 1977, at 18 years old and exited The Way in early fall, 2005, at 46 years old.)
To read a bit of an overveiw, click here: Preface.
If you are prone to triggers, I suggest reading A Word of Caution before reading the journal entries.
I believe the entries will give a peek into the mindset of a young true believer. Some are boring. Some are eye opening and revealing. Some are tedious. Some show the typical problems of a 23-year old. I’ve not pre-reread much of my journal, so I’m rediscovering as I transcribe.
I am taking on this project mainly for myself, of course. Yet, the entries may also be of interest to others who study group think, cults, thought reform, religion, and social influence. In another blog entry (Weighing and Waying Experiences), I had this to say as I thumbed through and peeked at a few pages of the journal:
~Thumbing through the pages, I read excerpts of a young woman striving to love God with all her heart, soul, mind, and strength. I read about someone who (among other things) never feels good enough, is in awe that she is chosen, is indebted to those who have gone before her, embraces the privilege to serve along side God’s elite, who experiences the mystical highs of and ‘more real than real’ love of God among her beloved believer brothers and sisters, and who continually squelches her inner voice beating it into a type of submission as if it were some sort of rabid animal that needs to be kept on a chain.~
With a wordpress blog (along with my blogger blogs), the information presented may be more widely accessible and maybe not. Regardless, it’s been fun to learn wordpress. (But it wasn’t fun when I first jumped in…haha.)
My ‘blogger’ name, “oneperson”, was already taken at wordpress. So I chose “soulfeet.”
This is where my soul tread as a young 23-year old woman.
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