This post is part of a larger piece of writing I am working on, but I think/hope there is enough context to make sense as a stand alone piece. The older I get, the more I realize I live somewhere in the netherworld between faith and doubt, between spiritual and pragmatic, between traditional Christian beliefs and Transcendentalist-meets-Pagan-meets-Mystic-meets-Humanist-meets-Physics-meets-… I was raised to be a good United Methodist—I had years of perfect Sunday school attendance pins to prove it—that little gold badge and ladder of bars for the ensuing years lived in the bottom of an old jewelry box I had for ages. My son and I religiously (ha ha!) attended church;…