An atheist in Italy

That would be me.

Although I am very open about my lack of belief in or adherence to any religious doctrine, I also don’t focus on it or make it part of my general discourse.

No need to, from my perspective. I am firm in my disbelief. And just as I won’t try to talk you out of your viewpoint, I would prefer that others not try to talk me out of mine.

I am, however, very generous when it comes to religion. Again, as long as you don’t step on my rights, I am always open to learning more about and even experiencing the things that are important to others.

Cathedrals have always drawn me–particularly the notion of sanctuary. And not only are they often architectural marvels, houses of worship are home to much precious art. However, visiting a place of worship is not a religious experience for me. My awe is strictly secular.

In addition to churches and cathedrals, my friend Marc and I have been making the rounds of the museums. Last Thursday we went to Museo Galileo, where the Medici collection of scientific instruments is housed.

Atheism is not to be confused with belief in nothing. This atheist believes in love, life, death, art, being in the right place at the right time, and a whole slew of other marvelous (and some not so marvelous) things. And, of course, science. Observation, experimentation, empirical evidence. All in a quest to better understand ourselves and the world we live in. This is my belief system. This is the source of my joy.