How can people believe that giving up religiosity makes someone less spiritual, less loving, less humble, less of a truth seeker?
Actually, becoming churchless brings one closer to God. (Let's define that term: "God," for me, is shorthand for "ultimate reality." It denotes mystery, not the known.) Here's why:
You're religious if you believe…
-- there's only one path to God, and you're on it
-- God looks with special favor on the members of your faith
-- after death, you're headed in a better direction than non-believers
-- God likes certain thoughts and actions, and you know what those are
-- aside from God, there's also a devil or negative power who misleads people (but not you!)
-- ultimate truth can be described, and you know the holy words that say it best
You're churchless if you believe…
-- the mystery of God has no limit or boundaries, nor a defined entrance
-- God is omnipresent and omnibenevolent, not playing favorites
-- nobody knows what happens after death, which makes us all equal
-- the nature of God being unknown, morality springs from our own knowing and choosing
-- God is more likely to be oneness rather than twoness, but nobody knows
-- whatever ultimate truth is, no human concepts and words can encompass it
To be unrestrictedly open to God in whatever form this being, power, principle, or whatever might be experienced … this seems to me to be the most spiritual attitude one can have.
In the "churchless" description above, there's a no on every line. That's because no boundaries can be placed around God. How can ultimate reality be put in a box?
It's ultimate! Beyond every other beyond. Further than all furtherness.
I don't see it playing favorites. I can't believe that it smiles on some and frowns on others. I reject the notion that anyone can describe it.
You're free to disagree. Most people on Earth do. That's why religions are so popular. They offer a feeling of "I'm a special beloved of God."
Me, I enjoy a different feeling: I'm nothing special; I know nothing about God; I may be nothing after I die.
Nothing is a fine place to be, once you get used to its unfamiliar spaciousness.